“Eli eased back enough to breathe words onto Quinn's mouth. 'Well? Romantic enough?''My heart's aflutter.'Eli sank away. 'All the fluttering is in my balls.”

“You are the opposite of romantic. Did anyone ever tell you that?""I am full of romance. I like sunsets and the ocean and beaches and flowers and love songs and Shakespeare in the park and all that kind of shit." Eli's cheeks flushed. It was adorable on him. "I don't get what any of that has to do with sex.""I'm not talking about sex, Eli. I'm talking about a kiss.""Fine. I'll kiss the romantic fuck out of you.”

“I can’t believe I’ve missed this sport. It’s all about fingering holes and caressing balls.”

“The eel's pause gave Kim far too long to weigh how incredibly stupid this impulse was-- as if the tattoo covering his wrist weren't reminder enough of how irrevocable some rash ideas could be.”

“I already gave you my ass. I guess you can have my hand too.”

“Aaron held him and reached down to free a surprisingly big cock, measuring it with his hand. "Wow, where'd you get all this?""Stole it from my last boyfriend.""Knew you were trouble.”

“Princess?""You do get this kind of bossy, don't-fuck-with-my-tiara attitude when you're pissed.”