Jennifer

“Never before had he said such long strings of sentences in French before, like he did now. In the sheltering dark, his thrusts were slow, deep, sure, his hands digging bruises into her hips, the French rolling in thick purrs off his tongue; she had the impression it was sexual, whatever he said, the way the words caressed and encouraged her.”
― Lauren Gilley, Fearless

“It seems right now that all I've ever done in my life is making my way here to you.”
― Graeme Simsion, The Rosie Project

“I knew so much shit and I still couldn’t fix myself.”
― Graeme Simsion, The Rosie Project

“What are you imagining? Your expression is filthy.”

“Strangling you. Bare hands.” I can barely get the words out. I’m huskier than a phone-sex operator after a double shift.

“So that’s your kink.” His eyes are going dark.

“Only where you’re concerned.”

Both his eyebrows ratchet up, and he opens his mouth as his eyes go completely black, but he does not seem to be able to say a word.

It is wonderful.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game