Jackie?" "It wasn't your fault.

His breath in my ear, he ran his tongue along the curved edge, sucking the fleshy lobe and my small diamond stud into his mouth, and my eyes drifted closed while I babbled a weak sound of longing.

It was as though he didn't exist, and then suddenly, he was everywhere.

I'm gonna make that asshole gnaw his own hand off that night, dammit.

LUCAS: I've done a couple from memory but they aren't the same. Can't quite get the shape of your jaw. The line of your neck. And your lips. I need to spend more time staring at them and less time tasting them. ME: I can't say i agree with that notion. LUCAS: More of both, then.

Really, he could have just punched me in the stomach, because my brain refused to comprehend the words he was saying. A physical assault, it might have understood.

The way he kissed me felt like a brand. Like he was tattooing himself under my skin.