Chrystal

“Take a sip and kiss me, Eve. No one will know.” I inhale his scent mixed with the fragrance of the oleanders. I can feel the heat rising off his hand onto mine. The caress in his voice and he invites me with a tone I don’t know how to describe. It’s not an order. It’s not a suggestion. It’s a… temptation. “I… I can’t…” I blurt out, stuttering. “I don’t drink.”
― R. Otic, THE GIFT An Education in Pleasure

“Oh Eve,” he whispers on my lips. “You need me so much. Almost more than I hunger for you. It’s a real shame to have to stop now.” Stop? I repeat to myself, feeling a sudden cold. Before I’m able to hold back, I whisper: “Why?” in such a broken tone that it’s almost a moan. “Because I don’t want to be your lover, Eve,” he says in a louder voice, holding my face in his hands. Then he leans back over me and rests his cheek on mine to speak directly in my ear. “I want to be your only lover,” he whispers. “I don’t want to share you with anyone.” A moment later, he’s gone.”
― R. Otic, THE GIFT An Education in Pleasure

“Let me set this straight in case there’s any question about how many girls I’ve had or this whole girl-of-the-month thing that keeps popping up. It’s a rumor people like to perpetuate because of who I am. I date girls and we break up and I really don’t think about them much again. This isn’t that. You aren’t them. Never in a million years.” She kisses me. And shit, the world is golden.”
― Ilsa Madden-Mills, Boyfriend Bargain

“One day at a time. That’s all it takes to get through anything.”
― Brittainy C. Cherry, The Fire Between High & Lo