“the kind of kiss that said, I want to consume every inch of you and hear you scream my name.”

“I want to kiss every inch of you. Then I want to lick every inch. And touch. Then suck. Then fuck. Every inch.”

“I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my nameDon't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison”

“I want to kiss every inch of you," he murmured and ground his cock against her mound. "Then I want to lick every inch. And touch. Then suck. Then fuck." He gave her hair a hard tug. "Every inch.”

“Do I have to make a poster and scream Ryan, Ryan?" I kidded."The only time I want to hear you scream my name is when I'm making love to you. Although you did call me God the other night. That's acceptable, too.”

“Grace," he whispered as he slid his fingers over my swollen lips. "I want to be inside you so damn bad right now. But when I do that, I want to hear you scream my fucking name as you claw your nails down my back.”