The Sinner's Sanctuary Quotes

“It takes a few minutes to find the right angle, the proper depth and rhythm, decide where to put our hands, but when we do, it’s because he’s got a fist in my hair holding my head in place to fuck my mouth with his tongue while I lie there and let him have his way with me.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“She wears kitten ears, she purrs and rubs her head against my leg and makes little biscuits on my chest when she sucks my cock.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“In a way, I’m glad to see her moving on with her life. I only wish it could have been with me. I suppose I still have her in all the ways that count. Yet, I miss her every day.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“I need you,” I say before kissing him again. “Any particular reason?” “You’ve turned me into an animal.” “You’ve been an animal. I think I might have left the cage unlocked, though.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Christian, I meant what I said.” “You mean it when you say it to her, too.” “Baby…” I press my forehead to his. “I had no idea someone like you even existed.” “You’ve known me for years, Gibson.” “You’re determined to give me a hard time, aren’t you?” “More like I’m determined not to get my hopes up.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“he makes me feel like I got to him just in time. Like the first breath someone takes after drowning. Air hungry. Like I’m reviving him, and if that isn’t enough to make me not only want but need to be here, I don’t know what is.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Some things feel right while others don’t make sense yet. I just want him. Even in this tiny shower. Even at his ridiculous club.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“He’s fucking perfect. Exactly what I needed and had no clue I was missing.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“You feel so fucking good.” No one’s said that to me in more years than I care to count. Not like Christian says it. Not like he means it. Like I feel as good to him as he does to me. My heart’s a little fragile, and I need to watch it around him. He may like me, he might even give a shit about me, but I can’t go losing some other part of me to a man who only wants to mess around.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“He turns me the fuck on. Drunk or sober, behind his desk or slumped back in a booth—he makes my heart beat faster—and it’s not fading with repetition. It’s only getting more intense to the point where I could barely look at him today when we were supposed to be working. Every move I make reminds me of last night—my backside is still on fire—my asshole aches and keeps twitching randomly, and each twitch puts a thrum in my balls that makes me warm and needy.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“As the picture comes into sharper focus, I realize I should have seen it before. Guilt. It’s like looking in a fucking mirror. No wonder we connect the way we do.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“I understand better than anyone that no one can truly know what goes on in someone else’s marriage. We all put on some degree of a show depending on the company we’re in.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“You kissed me,” he says. “You made me.” “I might make you do it again.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Was it okay?” He rubs my back in long up and down strokes. “Good enough to have me rethinking the whole just this once thing.” I smile against his skin. “Don’t overthink it. It’s just a blow job.” “You’re such a romantic.” I huff. “Keep dreaming.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“He kisses his way past my jaw to feast on my neck, murmuring things like, “Did sucking me get you hard, beautiful boy? Do you need to come? You gonna make a mess of yourself for me?” Jesus. Jesus.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Open wider for me, beautiful boy.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“He tastes so goddamn good. Dark and woodsy—coated in salt. No wonder my mouth is watering. I’m starving.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Nothing, but if we’re gonna have all these compartments I feel like I should get to call you different things, just to—you know—set a vibe.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Listen—for a scene—two drink limit,” I say. He scowls at my random interjection. “Just putting that out there while I’m thinking about it.” “Okay, Dad.” “Ooo…definitely not that,” I say, fighting the urge to cringe. “Too close.” “I feel like I need to call you something besides Gibson.” “What’s wrong with Gibson?”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“I’m mindless as his lips suck mine. My hips jerk with each gush of my release. Everything feels softer. His lips, his body, this kiss that rocked my fucking world off its axis.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Mmm…” The sound slips out as we continue to kiss gently and slow. It’s perfect. Possibly the best thing I’ve felt in years. Almost in as long as I can remember. His taste is like nectar he’s feeding me, and I accept the delicious flavor of him. So new. So enticing. So fucking hot, it’s unbearable.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“He’s been a slap in the face, waking up something inside me that wants to take and stroke and bite and hit. Something that wants to kiss and suck and thrash. Do I want to fuck him?”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“It’s exactly that deep,” he says, his eyes darkening with an intensity that I swear I feel in my balls. “Everyone has limits. Soft limits that can be tested and hard limits that can’t be touched.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“He sits up, his back to me, and slides off the table giving me a view of his entire backside. I probably should have gone the rest of my life not seeing that.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“It’s killing me not to know why he’s here. What drove this. What he needs.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Fuck, I cannot get a crush on Gibson Hayes. He’s my boss. He knew my father. He’s married. He’s straight.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Ididn’t see the eyeliner coming. I also can’t say what it is about the fact that Christian is wearing eyeliner that’s making me that much more eager to get him down to The Dungeon. I’ve never been sexually attracted to a man before, but I do find watching men together sexy.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“The whole world turns on money and favors.” “That’s cynical.” “It’s disappointing isn’t it? We’re raised to think love and kindness are all that matters, but what really gets things done is manipulation and leverage. Pressure and money.” “That’s your world, huh?” “That’s the world.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary

“Do you believe in God?” I ask instead. “I think so.” “I hate to break this to you, but I don’t think that’s the answer that gets you into heaven.” “I definitely don’t believe in heaven.” “What do you know for sure you do believe in?” I ask. “Sin.” I arch a brow. “I guess that answer doesn’t surprise me.”
― August Jones, The Sinner's Sanctuary