C.D. Hussey

“I never knew I needed anything or anyone until I met you. Please, please, please open your pretty brown yes for me.”

“In fact," Slad was saying, "that was a night of firsts for me. I'm pretty sure I had sex with her too.""Pretty sure?""Like I said, it was a night of firsts. I'm not sure I actually made it to her vagina. It's quite possible I had sex with the air around her vagina." He gestured in wild circles. "But I still count it.”

“The only man...he never would have dreamed. She had so many admirers, most, if not all, far more suitable than him and probably less dickish.”

“She fit perfectly in his arms. He wished she ift perfectly in his life.”

“Sorry I've been such a dick and I'm completely freaked out by your claim to being a vampire, but I'd really like to have sex with you again.”

“Just toss on those panties you stashed in your purse and call it good.""That's so dirty. People will smell the sex all over me."His smile was wicked. "I know. And no one will doubt you belong to me.""I'm not sure I like this possessive side of you."He bent and growled in her ear, "Yes you do.”

“Writhing in the restraints, he growled, "Release me so I can tear you up.”

“Gripping her ass, he moaned, "What the fuck do you do to me?”

“The image of her beneath him, her flexible legs wrapped around his neck, flashed in his mind. He cleared his throat to shoo it away.~Detective Kevin McCoy”

“Normally, Julia liked her romance novels to be a little edgier, with leather-clad, tattooed vampires that had drug problems or were once sex slaves”

“Except maybe when you're fucking Joe Football, you never get confused and think you're actually fucking a Saints player.~Armand”

“If I kiss you now," he whispered as if he'd read her mind...."I won't be able to stop there."~Armand”

“Please?" A growl errupted somewhere deep in his throat."Put your doe eyes away," he said into her ear. "Begging will only get us both into trouble."~Armand”

“Don't you start on me, too. Your blood isn't getting any closer to my mouth than your cock would."~Slade”

“You're going to fuck me on this bike later""Damn straight."~Kate/Slade”

“She'd barely wiped the corners of her lips when he grabbed her and pulled her into a firm embrace."Holy shit, I'm keeping you!"~Slade”

“Alot of shit's gone down tonight. I don't want you to think all I want from you is sex. Let's just cuddle. And then tomorrow, I'll fuck you until you can no longer walk."~Slade”

“If I have to tell you everyday for fifty years how unbelievably perfect you are for you to believe it, I will. I'll start now; you're perfect."He nipped at her lower lip. "You're perfect." He kissed one side of her neck. "You're perfect." He kissed the other side. "Oh and by the way, you're perfect."~Slade”

“..."You must think I'm crazy."He smiled. "A little, but you're my crazy now. So it's okay. What's the matter?"~Slade”

“I could lick you all night." he murmured as she slowly rode him, her body perched over his massive chest. "I could fuck you for days." He bit her neck and growled.~Slade”

“Oh fuck," he groaned, thrusting his cock harder against her. Grabbing her hips, he suddenly jerked her up and slid beneath her. "I want your pussy on my face." he said.~Slade”

“But assholes like Darus, and Lohr Varius--with his public weirdness and declarations of king vampire bullshit, fed the stigma and misconceptions like a Twilight fanatic at a Robert Pattinson rally.~Slade”

“I can't wait to be inside you."~Slade”

“Do it. Drink me."~Kate”

“I can't wait to taste you."~Slade”

“Say I was going to make love to you right now." He movied to stand eye to eye with her. "I would would gently take your shoulders and guide you backwards until your back was pressed into the wall behind you. I might run my hands as light as possible up and down these gorgeous arms and the entire time I'd have my mouth against yours in a soft, sensual kiss.""I'd wrap your long, sexy legs around my waist and slowly, gently, slide my cock into you.""But if I was going to fuck you." He gripped her thighs tightly and pushed his hips into her. "Maybe my hands would be rougher and there'd be nothing slow and gentle about my cock, but there'd be no shortage of passion. Every thrust, every touch would convey how fucking sexy I find you."~Slade”

“I'm good with a lot of things. Words aren't one. But if you're suggesting fucking is somehow less intimate than making love, you're dead wrong.”