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“I brushed my mouth over his. "Are you still crazy?"
Walkers stiffened in my hold. "For you."
"Obsessed?"
"Devoted," he said fiercely.”
― Want Me
Walkers stiffened in my hold. "For you."
"Obsessed?"
"Devoted," he said fiercely.”
― Want Me
“I really do think it's perfect. And adorable." He released me to crawl up my body again. The laughter faded from his eyes as he focused on my face. "I think you're perfect. And adorable. And beautiful." His gaze heated, never wavering from mine. "Smart. Sexy. Strong."
My lips parted.
"You're different now, but you're always getting better." Walker carefully laid himself on top of me. "I want you. Every life. That'll never change.”
― Want Me
My lips parted.
"You're different now, but you're always getting better." Walker carefully laid himself on top of me. "I want you. Every life. That'll never change.”
― Want Me
“That's how you're defining right and wrong? By what makes me happy?"
Pride lit his face as he nodded.
Oh Jesus. "Walker, you can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because I shouldn't be the center of your life!"
His voice was gentle, a little confused. "But you are.”
― Want Me
Pride lit his face as he nodded.
Oh Jesus. "Walker, you can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because I shouldn't be the center of your life!"
His voice was gentle, a little confused. "But you are.”
― Want Me
“I guess this means that you've stopped wandering," I whispered. He decided I was his home, and he wasn't going anywhere.
What a horrifying concept.
So why wasn't I scared?”
― Want Me
What a horrifying concept.
So why wasn't I scared?”
― Want Me
“ 'Why are you yelling at the television when you know they cannot hear you?'
'You wouldn't understand,' said Asher, his gaze locked on the screen. 'It's a human thing.' ”
― Paul's Dream
'You wouldn't understand,' said Asher, his gaze locked on the screen. 'It's a human thing.' ”
― Paul's Dream
“What the—” This time when I snapped away from him, he let me go. I stared down at his dick, at his torn jeans, and managed to put two and two together. “Oh…”
Riley groaned and glanced away from me. “Sorry,” he mumbled, covering his eyes with his hand. “Usually good at controlling myself, but not with you.” His shoulders hunched as the blush all over his body deepened. “I don't have any control when it comes to you.”
Not shyness—embarrassment.
His other hand began to tap a familiar rhythm against the couch as he kept his gaze averted from me. “Superstrength is such a drag, ya know? Had to replace half my furniture. Just fucked up your wall. And…this. Comic books never talked about how those guys handled hard-ons.”
― One Shot
Riley groaned and glanced away from me. “Sorry,” he mumbled, covering his eyes with his hand. “Usually good at controlling myself, but not with you.” His shoulders hunched as the blush all over his body deepened. “I don't have any control when it comes to you.”
Not shyness—embarrassment.
His other hand began to tap a familiar rhythm against the couch as he kept his gaze averted from me. “Superstrength is such a drag, ya know? Had to replace half my furniture. Just fucked up your wall. And…this. Comic books never talked about how those guys handled hard-ons.”
― One Shot
