I'm losing my mind without you.” His lips were gliding down my neck, his tongue stroking over my racing pulse. He sucked on my skin and pleasure radiated through me. “I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.

Romance isn't in my repertoire, Eva. But a thousand ways to make you come are. Let me show you.

I can't live without my smartphone, but I really geek on coding. It's not so much technology that I like, but puzzle solving.

I look at you, angel, and I want you so badly. I want to be with you, listen to you, talk to you. I want to hear you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to sit next to you, breathe the same air, share the same life. I want to wake up to you like this every day forever. I want you.

I loved the way he kissed me, as if he had to, as if he'd go crazy if he didn't and had nearly waited too long.

As a writer, it's disheartening to write books that you pour your soul into and not have them distributed widely enough to find their audience.

Endeavors that help me satisfy you, my goddess of desire, pleasure, and corny one-liners.