“Christ, I was barely a dude anymore. Anytime now, I’d whip out paper that curled at the edges and start composing sonnets about the wonder of a summer’s morn. Or Ally’s pussy, which probably meant I wasn’t quite ready to… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
“He dragged my head back and went at my neck as I arched to get away from the sheer emotional onslaught that chased all… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
“Christ, I was barely a dude anymore. Anytime now, I’d whip out paper that curled at the edges and start composing sonnets about the… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
“How adorable. You have three parachutes though, right?” “Probably more like five.” I took a deep breath. Jumping out of a plane wasn’t exactly… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
“Stepping in close again, I flexed my groin lightly against hers. Her breath hissed out. She was well aware of how she’d affected me.… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
“Newsflash. I do want to do that. I want to spread you out on my bed and fuck you until you’re so full of… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
“When he suddenly banked to the left, I gasped. The jerk laughed and did it again. “Would you stop?” “Jet streams are a little… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
“but I was determined to drive him crazy. And not with laughter. Instead, I employed a few of the tricks I knew would work… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
“I’m assuming your cherry has been thoroughly popped.” “Wrapped up, tossed into the lake, and died in a watery grave.” “Is that a euphemism?”… — Taryn Quinn Copy Share Image
