Ugh! Erin. You have a one-track mind." She smiled deviously. "I prefer to think of it as target-driven.

Say stop, whenever you want to stop. Understand?" I nodded. "Do you want to stop now?" My head moved back and forth to the pillow. "Thank God.

maybe i'm exacly where i should be after all.

She's like a wind-up monkey that winds itself.

What do you say when the feelings don't fit into words?

I'm going to arrange you, if that's okay?" I swallowed. "Uh... sure." My hands were clutched to my ribcage, my shoulders hunched almost to my ears. What, this isn't how you want me positioned?

Did that hurt? On your lip?" "Not too much. I said a few choice four-letter words, though.