Death Quote by Joanna Chambers

“Oil. It makes it easier.” Murdo crawled onto the mattress and straddled David’s thighs. His gaze was hot, his faint smile promising. “I’m going…

— Joanna Chambers

“Murdo’s scent, earthy and male, was intoxicating. David held his lover open and lapped at the pinched edges of his hole, loosening and stimulating…

— Joanna Chambers

“There wasn’t a bit of innocence or purity in him. He was sinful and cynical. Unapologetic. He cared nothing for the world. He just…

— Joanna Chambers

“Murdo twisted, rolling David onto his back and under him, and they wrestled for a minute, muscles straining, bodies pressing and sliding, a brief…

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“To hell with what I deserve,” Murdo whispered. “All I want is you.”

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“Yes, I hate what I am at times, but at least I accept myself enough to realise that I can’t lie my way through…

— Joanna Chambers

“David woke to birdsong, the smell of morning chocolate…and an aching arse. Opening”

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“Who would look at him and guess what he was? A sodomite. Or almost a sodomite. Certainly in thought, if not quite yet in…

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“The thought of you being dead—I realised I couldn’t bear it. Bad enough not to have you. But for you not to be alive…

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“Balfour kissed up the line of David’s throat and whispered harshly in his ear, “God, but I want to do everything to you. I…

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“Honestly,” Murdo sighed. “The things I do for love.” The”

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“So…will I see you in Edinburgh, then, for the King’s visit?” Murdo paused, mid-step, at that question. He knew what he wanted. He knew…

— Joanna Chambers