“God, fuck...was this seriously my life? Stalking a girl i'd met online, parked outside her house at midnight, speaking to my dick?” — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“The memories were like ashes. No fire. Not even a spark. No other sex in my life had touched this level of… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“Always, Matt, always speaking to me from any mouth but your own. Don't you know that I love you? I see you under all… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“Well I do." I kissed his nipple and he twitched. God, I loved that. "And I studied literature, so that's that Mr. Businessman.” — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“In you go, little bird. Get on your hands and knees. I'm going to take you from behind.” — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“Matt had his back to the house and his hands braced against a black Lexus. Holy fuck. This was textbook sketchy. Black car, strange… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“We made love as the evening sun burned away We touched all of one another, tasted everything. We were slow, gentle, and quiet. We… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“While Hannah was busy positioning the laptop and shimmying out of her shorts and a thong, I pushed off my boxers and squirted lube… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“I thought listening to hip-hop would help distract me from the scumbagginess of my task, but after "99 problems" and "Heartless" I flung my… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“I know you love to suck my dick Hannah, but I'll put it in your mouth when I want it there. You don't give… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
