“No, baby,” he said. “I ain’t never satisfied when it comes to you. Even when I’m right there touching you, I want… — Charlotte Stein Gaze Copy Share Image
“Who cares what most men do?" I say. He looks startled. Clearly the idea of not giving a shit has failed to… — Charlotte Stein Startled Copy Share Image
“It would never be a half-life, with you. You are the other half of me. I will always be my truest self,… — Charlotte Stein Half life Copy Share Image
“She would have punched him, if she’d had a magical punch-erasing time machine about her person.” — Charlotte Stein Punched Copy Share Image
“We’re never doing this again. The next time I leave, you’re coming with me.” — Charlotte Stein Coming Copy Share Image
“Girl with a pie, I’ll call it. It’s almost like guy with an axe, if you squint hard enough.” — Charlotte Stein Abbie Copy Share Image
“shakily. She tried not to grin, even though it was straining at her face. He wanted to play this seriously—to keep his… — Charlotte Stein Shakily Tried Copy Share Image
“Certainly seems it when she half-turns in his arms and he just leans right down into her and kisses and kisses. Oh,… — Charlotte Stein Gaze Copy Share Image
“Just that one word—sound—sent a strong answering pulse through her body. His tongue curled around syllables that weren’t there, like a promise.… — Charlotte Stein Erotica Copy Share Image
“His voice sounded like molten metal. As if he had something thick at the back of his throat and it was making… — Charlotte Stein Erotica Copy Share Image
“Are you fucking kidding me? How do you get this wet? Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ. I don’t even…ohhhhh God. It’s all over… — Charlotte Stein Dirty talk Copy Share Image
“I love you too, I’ve always loved you,” she said, finally. Then there was nothing left to tell, but the one word… — Charlotte Stein Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“I thought you were wet because that kiss was so intense I wanted to fall right into it and never come back… — Charlotte Stein Copy Share Image
“It’s just … You know. You drive me crazy. You’ve always driven me crazy." I think my mind is now all over… — Charlotte Stein Crazy Copy Share Image
“Kiss him back? That seemed like a ridiculously unobtainable goal. She’d only just remembered that the word was kiss , for God’s… — Charlotte Stein Goals Copy Share Image
“All that matters is the way he’s angling my face up to his, thumb and forefinger still on my jaw and my… — Charlotte Stein Gaze Copy Share Image
“That’s okay—you know why? Because I could. And I’d do it again in a heartbeat if anything laid a hand on you,… — Charlotte Stein Kissed Copy Share Image
“Not to mention the effect of Steven Stark, and his ability to be absolutely everywhere, all at once. I turn around and… — Charlotte Stein Incredible hulk Copy Share Image
“I’m your boyfriend ?” [...] “Well … yeah.” “Holy shit, I’m someone’s boyfriend. Are you sure?” “I’m sure.” “And you’re not just… — Charlotte Stein Boyfriend Copy Share Image
“See, I thought I had figured out what I could do to make this whole thing right. ... But then I got… — Charlotte Stein Apologies Copy Share Image
“A vagina. Were you really that mystified there, or are you actually not sure?’ ‘Sure about what?’ Goddamn, he needs to finish… — Charlotte Stein Kit Copy Share Image
“Aw, honey—you sound real ready for it. You always get like this? All on edge like this, just about a second away… — Charlotte Stein Copy Share Image
“I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything, you know, June. I love you enough to scare me. But I want… — Charlotte Stein June Copy Share Image
“Their legs tangle together real easy. His hand goes over hers, fingers interlacing. So natural, too, as though they’d never said a… — Charlotte Stein Fingers Copy Share Image
“It feels like you dropped your nightstick down your pants.’ ‘Oh, so that’s where that went.’ ‘I’m not kidding. Is this all… — Charlotte Stein Feels Like Copy Share Image
“Am I … not what you were expecting?” Of course, my immediate instinct is to say no. No, you’re not what I… — Charlotte Stein Expecting Copy Share Image
“He's fucking stone cold deadpan. His pan is so dead he could lay it in a casket and bury it at Bellevue.… — Charlotte Stein Humor Copy Share Image
“It’s the only thing I never understood about him,that he had you … he had you right in the palm of his… — Charlotte Stein Every day Copy Share Image
“Sol? As much as I appreciate you making me this lovely womanly blanket…you think we could try lying like normal people who… — Charlotte Stein Funny Copy Share Image
“I want to taste that sweet little mouth of yours,” he says, but he’s not done. He’s just using a dramatic pause… — Charlotte Stein Mouth Copy Share Image
“I don’t need more space. I need less space. I need the minimum amount of space possible. This right here –” I… — Charlotte Stein Space Copy Share Image
“What does it matter?” she asks, and though his answer likely should take a thousand years to come, he gets it out… — Charlotte Stein God help Copy Share Image
“I want to kiss you. I want to so badly I can barely think of anything else. When you enter a room… — Charlotte Stein Kissing Copy Share Image
“She’d never really touched their faces before, but that didn’t mean anything. She touched other parts of them all the time. Or… — Charlotte Stein Copy Share Image
“Did I make you this wet?” he asks, just as he smoothes two fingers all the way down to dip right into… — Charlotte Stein Bite My Lip Copy Share Image
“Whereas this…this was wet. His lips sank into a rhythm obviously familiar to him—like a kind of slow rock over her mouth—and… — Charlotte Stein Gaze Copy Share Image
“You are a strange people. So loving, yet so lonely, inside. I would lie awake at night and gaze up at the… — Charlotte Stein Awake at night Copy Share Image
“And yet I feel I have to ask: if this is all the case, and you are so little and so weak… — Charlotte Stein Presence Copy Share Image
“Ohhhh are you coming?” he asks me. “Oh God Mallory, I can feel you doing it around my cock. I can feel… — Charlotte Stein Dirty talk Copy Share Image
“It’s enough to send a spike of sensation through me, and enough to make him push out this delicious sound. It’s like… — Charlotte Stein Sensation Copy Share Image