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

As he stared back, he altered...as if a shield slid away fro his eyes, revealing a scorching force of will that sucked the air from my lungs. The intense magnetism he exuded grew in strength, becoming a near tangible impression of vibrant and unrelenting power.

I can still feel you, Eva. Still taste you. I’ve been hard since you left, through two meetings and one teleconference. You’ve got the advantage, state your demands.

We knew our strengths and played up our assets. But we couldn't see what made us unique enough for someone to really love us.

Day One of my life was the day I met 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.

Angel, getting you off is ninety-nine percent of the fun for me.