Katy

“I swear if there weren’t children at this table, I would fork you.” She pointed said fork at him.
Lachlan leaned in, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, “It’s pronounced fuck.”
― Samantha Young, Here With Me

“I’ll give you the world,” he said against my mouth. “The moon. The fucking stars. Anything you ask, it’s yours. I’m yours.”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception

“I hear some rustling on the other end of the line, like he’s moving around. Then he exhales. “I’m sorry you’ve had such a rough time.” “Oh god. Please don’t feel sorry for me. I hate pity more than anything else in the world.” “It’s not pity. It’s empathy.” “I’m not sure they’re so different.” “They are. One is condescending. The other is understanding what someone’s going through because you’ve been there. And you wouldn’t wish that kind of suffering on anyone else. And you wish you could make it better.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Ruthless Creatures

“Tell me,” he whispered, his voice sliding like silk over my flushed skin. “What?” My own voice came out breathless. “I am your favorite sin.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed