Fine, dandy, she thought. Then lose the shirt, peel off those leather pants, and lie down on my tile. We'll take turns being on the bottom.

With that, he looked over his shoulder. Blay's breath shot out of his lungs. "Oh... my God," he whispered.

To his mind, free will was a privilege, not a right.

Some bridges you crossed on your own, no matter who drove you to the edge

When she orgasmed, she said his name. Twice. And didn’t it make him glad that even though he had no voice, his ears worked just fine. –JM

That human, he's a lesser waiting to happen, in my opinion--nothing less, nothing more

That is a beautiful tuxedo,” Phury announced as he and Z pushed the door wide. “I have one just like it .” “Fritz has the candles lit,” Rehv said from behind the twins. “Hey, nice tux. I haveone just like it.” “Me, too,” Phury agreed. “The fit is fantastic, isn’t it.” “The shoulders, right? Tom Ford is the best—