reema ✿

“Wait for me.” The words come out choked and pained. “I need you to wait for me.”
― Krista Ritchie, Addicted to You

“I’m dirty,” I refute, hot tears brimming. “You don’t want me.” His face twists in pain. “I don’t think that. Neither should you.” His lips graze my neck and then find my ear. “Lil, I want you to ask me. I need you to.” He presses his forehead to my temple, gently edging me closer to the mattress, his hands tight on my hips. I continue to struggle for breath. I know what he wants now. He wants this to be real. So do I. “Help me,” I say, breathlessly.”
― Krista Ritchie, Addicted to You

“Because while she's so pre-occupied reading... I'm so pre-occupied reading her.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Forever

“I want to touch you.” His words were against my lips now. “I want to feel what’s mine. What’s always been mine.”
― Penelope Douglas, Bully