Melissa

“I have to keep a close watch on our arrangement, making sure I can help her feel safe while I also help her lose herself. Because that’s what I see in her – I see a woman who wants so much, who craves to deeply, but who’s terrified of what that hunger might do.”
― Lauren Blakely, Part-Time Lover

“It feels like we’re making love. Like we’re saying new phrases with our bodies. Talking in a bold new language. One that says I love this, and you’re mine, and let’s not stop, let’s never stop.
Soon, I’m seeing stars and saying his name, and this feels like surrendering to love.
It’s terrifying and beautiful at the same time.”
― Lauren Blakely, Part-Time Lover

“You’re going to give me a blow job in exchange for me agreeing to let you marry me to save my brother’s company?”
I look at him and flash my most wicked grin. “You are correct.”
“That hardly seems fair.”
I drag my nails down his shirt and cup his bulge. “It’s only unfair if you’re assuming that you’re the only one getting pleasure from the blow job.”
He groans obscenely. “You’re perfectly fucking dirty.”
― Lauren Blakely, Part-Time Lover

“Giving it, rather than giving away my heart.

“We’re doing this.”
He smiles widely. “Yeah? We’re a couple of crazies, aren’t we?”
“Are we?”
Laughing, he pulls me close. “It’s crazy.”
“But brilliant.”
“It’s bloody brilliant. You know what else will be brilliant?”
“What?”
“Finally getting you naked and under me tonight.”
“You’re assuming I’ll put out since it’s our wedding night, are you?”
“Hope springs eternal. So does my cock when I look at you.”
― Lauren Blakely, Part-Time Lover