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And reading this way - with no deadline, no agenda - she remembered why she loved literature so much. It was like fucking a new man and knowing that he had made other women come, but that when she came it would be an unshareable, untranslatable pleasure. She opened herself up to her books, and the words got inside her and fucked her senseless.

And now Kit’s cock—which had mostly been used for taking a leak before that moment—woke up and screamed I WANT! FEED ME ASSHOLE! And Kit had given it a good handshake until it threw up.

I let him hold me, let him press us length to length so close that nothing might fit between us.

I love the way you feel inside me,” he said. Ryder made a low, rumbling noise of contentment. “I love the way I feel inside you, too.” “I love that you did this for me because you wanted to give me something special.” Luca started rocking back and forth on Ryder’s cock. “I love that you’ve never done it for anyone else.” Ryder’s brow creased. “Luca…” Luca put his hand over Ryder’s mouth, a domineering gesture that silenced Ryder instantly. He didn’t know where the words were coming from, just that they were clawing at his throat, demanding to get out. “I love the way you treat me,” he said. “I love that you’re so much stronger than me but you never make me feel weak. I love that you take care of me without implying that I can’t take care of myself. I love that you let me take control but always call me on my bullshit.” Luca had to pause for a moment; the pleasure of their slow, rhythmic fucking was making it difficult for him to gather his thoughts. Ryder waited, eyes watchful. “I love that you’re always worried about doing the right thing, even when nobody else is.” Certain that Ryder wouldn’t interrupt now, Luca let go of his mouth and braced his hands on Ryder’s chest. He bounced shallowly on Ryder’s cock, soaking up his size, his strength, his steady, reassuring presence. “I love that I can trust you, and I love that I can rely on you, and – and I love you, Ryder, I do, I love you – ” Because he did, of course he did. It was crazy to pretend that he didn’t. He might be damning them both, but he couldn’t hide from this any longer, couldn’t let Ryder go on thinking he wasn’t head-over-heels in love with him.

I don't like doing anything that makes you sweat if you don't come at the end of it.

.... only little boys throw away someone like you. A man knows that a woman like you has to be earned. Your love, your trust, are worth any amount of work, any amount of effort.

I have seen what working within the system gets you. It gets you trapped in a building that should be burned down.

Nobody tells you which choices are the ones that will matter. You don't notice the doors closing until it's too late.

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Focus on what you can control. Worrying about anything else is just a waste of your time. Worry and regret steal our happiness and, unlike goals and actions, they are fruitless.

Did I expect my soulmate to have a dick? No. But hell, my own was always fun enough to play with; now, I've got a spare.

Author’s note: NSFW/graphic sexual content. And… Ew.

You wanna bust this nut while you’re at it?

Fuck you!” “When, where, what time, and what position?

You Probably came under that table three times! And only ONCE with your hand!

You said you wanted to get out and find something of your own. Here’s the world. Where do you want to go?” I inspected the globe. “I could get a job in Europe. Or work for some designer in Paris. Or on a farm in Australia. With sheep. Sheep don’t fuck with your emotions.

I heard from your reference this afternoon.” I forced a smile. Wiped away the sweat on my palms. “And?” “He had some strong opinions. He said you’re smart and resourceful. That you’re unpredictable but you’re better than anyone who can be controlled. That I should hide the cookies, whatever that means. That you care about the right things more than the rules, and that I should hire you twice if I got the chance.

He texts me: My roommate cooked four jumbo hot dogs for breakfast, but then he only ate two. I wish I could tell my eighteen-year-old self: This is it. This is what’s behind the locked doors of the Lampoon Castle. I read the text out loud to Gemma. “He just wants to talk to you,” she says. “That’s the most interesting thing he could think of?” I say.

The thing was so thick it was hard to believe she could fit it. But there it was. Photographic proof of Cal being the biggest slut ever.

Didn’t ask to be born under the patriarchy, but as long as we’re here

In order to get the power, I need to get the people in power believe I deserve it which means acting in ways they approve of and that’s how I end up becoming complicit.

To act on my principles I need power but to get power I need to abandon my principles, it’s a trap

What if I've already sacrificed my principles and now I’m just trying to make myself feel better about doing it?

I shake off the thought. It doesn't matter if Vincent and I aren't endgame. I'm not looking to marry the guy - that's ridiculous. I just want to climb him like a tree. -Annie, Night Shift.

Come on, break the road rules with me. Live on the dark side. Step outside the box and have mind-blowing sex outside of the bedroom for once. Who knew you were so vanilla?” He side-eyes me quickly before focusing back on the road. “If I remember correctly, we had some damn hot sex up against a wall not that long ago.” “Whoa, wild child, settle down. Ten feet outside the bedroom is too crazy.

This was heaven. This was a beginning. Christ, we were gonna fuck like animals.

Sometimes, I return home from work or drinks under a cloud of loneliness, longing for someone, though I don’t know who. I try to ignore the aches; I try to be patient.

I want to be in control. I want to be controlled. I want to control who controls me. I want to understand my wants and why I want them. I am only now beginning to suspect that all the time I've spent trying to make myself desirable has come at the expense of thinking about what I might myself desire.

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