Melissa

“Love is a terrifying choice. That’s why I’ve built walls. He wasn’t supposed to tear them down. I wasn’t supposed to let him knock them to rubble with all his kisses, and his tender touches, and his sweet and dirty and thoughtful ways with me.”
― Lauren Blakely, Part-Time Lover

“I have all the power.
And I need it terribly.
I need the power play. I need to make all the choices, to enter this deal with my eyes wide open.
Neither one of us believes in marriage, but we both believe in honesty, and in honest pleasure. Giving it, rather than giving away my heart.”
― 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

“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