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277 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 28, 2013












He glides two fingers inside me and uses his thumb to slowly massage my ecstasy controller.
I scream as he puts the Dyson vacuum suction on my quim.

"You give amazing head." When she's finished, she inches up my body and makes a show of licking her lips. I can't resist asking, "Still tastes like chicken?"
"I don't know. You tell me," she laughs as she begins kissing my mouth. When she stops, she pulls back. "What do you think?"
"Hmm. I think I'd go with chicken cordon bleu."
"Funny… I was thinking jerk."
Oh, shit! He's saying my baby hatcher is beautiful?

"Are you hungry, babe?"
"Yes. I'm starving."
"Craving anything in particular?"
She grins mischievously. "I want meat."
"That can be arranged. In fact, you can have a little now and a lot later. I know you like your steak cooked medium but what you'll have later will be done well."
"I like things that are done well— especially when it's me."

I don't have my pole so I'll have to improvise." I put my hand on the crotch of my pants. "There's only one pole that counts and I've got it right here."
When I have him naked, I barely push my finger against his chest and he falls backwards. "Tim… ber." He chuckles at my reference. "Don't worry. I've got some wood for you."
"Right there. Just like that." And a moment later, my entire body tenses as it escapes my mouth… the scream he knew he'd get out of me. When I release his hair, I still feel his mouth against me as he says, "And she crosses the finish line, ladies and gentlemen." I shove the pillows behind me and scoot backward on the bed. "This race isn't over yet."
He uses his knee to push my legs apart and shoves the pillows under me. I'm bent over them and… oh, fuck! He licks my girlie parts.
"You sniffed my panties?" "Yeah. I stole some you'd worn because I'm so fucking addicted to the smell of your snatch."

"Baby, I'll quit if you want me to, but you better decide fast because I'm close to blasting my swimmers into your cockpit."



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“I put my hand on the crotch of my pants. “There's only one pole that counts and I've got it right here.”
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“Everything I've been, I am, or will ever be, I surrender it all to you.”
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♪♫I made the decision to walk away
And now there's so much distance between you and me.
Now you're so far away, so very far away.
Will you always remain out of my reach?
It's easy to lie myself
but I fear my stupid heart will never be free.♪♫






"When I fell before, you didn't catch me."
She puts my face back on my chest and I'm grateful because I don't want her looking into the windows of my soul. (WHO CALLS THEIR EYES, "WINDOWS OF MY SOUL?!" I think this only works for poetic declarations of love by lonely, old men.)
"I'm close to blasting my swimmers into your cockpit." (I'm embarrassed for you, Jack)


























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"You don't always know the true worth of a women's love until it becomes a memory."
-- Evan McLachlan
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"I don't regret you for a second. You're my favorite complication and you always will be. I knew you were the next one the second I laid my eyes on you singing in that club, but you never imagine my surprise when I realized you weren't just the next one -- you were the last one."
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"You kissed my heart awake."
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“I’m going to do everything in my power to make it up to her because I hate what me without her looks like. I’m going to win her back, and when I do, I’m never letting her go again.”
Our moments together are always the grains of sand falling through the hourglass. A few months here. Another month there. I’m sick of having time restraints placed on this relationship like we have an expiration date.
“Everything I’ve been, I am, or will ever be, I surrender it all to you.”
“You’re surrendering your all to me, and I can’t think of anything more beautiful than that.”
