“My prose was clunky compared to his. I got hung up on diction and syntax; I agonized over every word. Matt's prose flowed effortlessly. He grabbed words without fear, however colloquial or antique, and sacrificed every rule of grammar in… — 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
“I’m trying to teach you this mysterious skill, one that you seem to lack. It’s called how to say goodbye.” I smiled and rubbed… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
“There is no such thing as loneliness. There is only the idea of loneliness.” — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
