♡

“No, Lady Persephone. Trust me, when we fuck, you'll remember.”
― Scarlett St. Clair, A Touch of Darkness

“I love you.” He grinned like the boy I was once so desperate to impress. “I loved you first,” I teased like the girl who knew deep down he always liked her too. “Not possible.” He kissed me hard, his tongue sliding into my mouth. Then he leaned back. “I loved you since you told me your friends called you Millie. Even then, when I caught you eavesdropping, I knew I wasn’t gonna call you that, because you weren’t going to be my fucking friend. You were destined to be my wife.”
― L.J. Shen, Vicious

“Let me worship you," he said.
She remembered the words she had whispered to him in the back of the limo after La Rose. You will worship me, and I won't even have to order you. His request felt sinful and devious, and she reveled in it.
She answered, "Yes.”
― Scarlett St. Clair, A Touch of Darkness

“Ask me what I want again,” I said softly, and she grinned, pressing her lips to my chest through my tee.
“What do you want?” she murmured. Her hair smelled fantastic. Like flowers and how my fucking pillow was going to smell tonight.
“Nothing. I’m done wanting things. I have everything I need now. Ask me how I feel.”
“How do you feel?”
“In love.” I breathed hard, burying my face in her hair. “I feel in love, and it’s you that I love. So fucking much.”
― L.J. Shen, Vicious