Cristina

“I'll be your best friend, darlin', if you tell me your name.
I'll be your sunshine when you grow tired of the rain.
You can walk away and I'm sure I'll be all right.
But just so you know, you'll be in my dreams tonight...”
― Brittainy C. Cherry, Loving Mr. Daniels

“Hello, Anne’s clitoris. It’s me, Malcolm, your lord and master.”

“Oh, god, no.” I covered my face with my hands. “Please don’t.”

“Shh. This is a private conversation.” He brushed hot, feverish kisses up and down the lips of my sex. My stomach tensed so hard it hurt. “Look at you all pretty, pink, and excited. Don’t worry, I’ll look after you.”
― Kylie Scott, Play

“Leave the past behind you so the future can find you.”
― Brittainy C. Cherry, Loving Mr. Daniels

“Stick your dick in’?” I asked, my brows probably touching. “Did you actually just say that?”

“Make love. I meant make love … of course. I would never just stick my dick in you. I would make mad, passionate love to this sweet, sweet body of yours for days, no, weeks. It would be beautiful, pumpkin. There’d be little angels, and birdies, and you know … all just hanging around, watching. Perverts.”
― Kylie Scott, Play