Your craving should be for me, angel, not an orgasm. For my body, my hands. Eventually, you won't be able to come without my skin touching yours.

I’d wait forever for you, as long as you’re mine.

You didn't see him watching you dance with your dad. His eyes got all shiny. I thought he was going to cry. And on the way up here, in the elevator, he tried to play it off, but I could totally tell he was nervous.

You have a transportation fetish. I have a Gideon fetish. It's been weeks.

You’re not the only one who can get possessive. I’m very proprietary about what’s mine.

…he murmured. “Of course, you’re my favorite ride.” “Aw, that’s sweet, baby. And you’re my favorite joystick.

I’m losing my mind without you.