Burn for Me Quotes

“The climax spreads through my body, lasting forever as it clamps down and breaks me, shattering every fragment of who I am until there is nothing left. Until I am nothing but hers.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“You’re wrong. I want you to be my dirty little slut. I want to fuck your brains out and make you come so hard you see stars. Can I do that?”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“It’s not about me being fucking nice to you, Everly—it’s about you being mine. And about you and me being us. It may not be like other relationships, and people would probably think it’s fucking crazy, but you know that whatever it is, it works for us.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“I am, you know,” I whisper. “What?” he asks. “Yours.” His chest slowly expands and deflates in a long, heavy breath. Then he pulls me around until I’m wrapped in his arms under the hot spray. With his lips on my head, he replies, “I know.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“You still want to fight me?” he mutters darkly against my mouth. “You still want to pretend you’re not mine?” When I try to shift my hips to meet his cock, he takes a hold of my face under my chin to keep me still. “Fucking open your eyes, Everly.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“Oh, I want to. I want to fuck you so bad right over this desk. I want you to have trouble walking tomorrow. I want you to fight me, hate me, scream my name as I make you come against your will. And I will make you come, Everly. I will fucking ruin you for every man who ever dares to come into your life after I’m done with you. After me, you will be doomed to boring, unfulfilling sex until you die, and you’ll beg me to do it. You want me to ruin you, don’t you?”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“I want to walk up to her and run my fingers down her spine. I want to bury my face in her hair and press my body against her, pinning her to the oven. For some reason, I want to claim every piece of Everly, as if having her as mine is some sort of punishment for what she’s done to me.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“Fuck, I want her to do it again. I want her to sit on my face while she does it next time, letting me suffocate on her pussy while she slobs on my pole, doing that delightful little thing she did when she tightened her lips on the head, practically milking my dick. And…I’m hard again.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“Fuck, I want her to do it again. I want her to sit on my face while she does it next time, letting me suffocate on her pussy while she slobs on my pole, doing that delightful little thing she did when she tightened her lips on the head, practically milking my dick.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“A tear slips down her trembling cheek. I force two fingers in her mouth, making her gag as I reach the back of her tongue. Her jaw pops open, and I act on impulse, spitting into her open mouth. She gags more, the pitiful sound of it making my dick twitch.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“Hate doesn’t exist. I’ve come to believe this idea down to my soul. Hate is a cloak we use to hide many other emotions—fear, jealousy, anger, resentment, love. Hate is such an easy escape from facing whatever it is we’re trying to avoid.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“It’s what she said—that this is fucking weird and I’m not even a fucking relationship guy, but I feel so goddamn attached to her. I don’t want to explain it or label it; I just want her to be there for me to fuck, touch, and talk to. There’s a visceral craving in my bones to make Everly feel. And it used to be about pain, but now there’s so much more there.”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me

“There is so much intimacy in hatred”
― Sara Cate, Burn for Me