Immune Quotes

“The Infected is drooling, enjoying the scent. Its skin is pealing, eyes sunken in and yellowed out. The stench of death fills the halls.”
― Jessica Gomez, Immune

“My eyes roll in rapture when he slowly slides inside. We both groan out our pleasure as he thrusts, hitting me where I need him the most. “Jesus, baby. You feel so good.” He increases his pace, enticing a small humming noise from my throat. “I want to go slow, to savor you, but I don’t think I can.” He slams into me, expressing his need. “Take what you want. We can go slow next time.”
― Jessica Gomez, Immune