“Taking care of you," he said mildly. "I'm getting you ready for bed right now. And if you start throwing up all of that poison you drank tonight, I'll take you to the bathroom and hold your hair out of your face for you.”

“Careful, Love. You can't offer a starving man a feast and expect him not to take you up on it.”

“Wear that," he told me.I didn't protest. It was comfortable enough.I grabbed a bra and some panties out of my dresser.He followed me there, digging through the drawer without asking."Nice," he said."I ordered you a few dozen more pairs. The last line of defensebetween me and your pussy is bound to take some casualties.”

“You’re my favorite subject, Love. I’ll start with your eyes. I fell in love with those first. One look was like a punch to the guy. You have these ageless eyes on such a young face. I just knew that you had seen bad things, and from the start, I knew that you could understand pain. Understand feeling hopeless and helpless and alone. I fell in love with your eyes first because I looked into their depths and saw the other half of my soul.”

“You ready to leave now? I don’t find the idea of fucking you against that wall behind you even slightly unpleasant. Exhibitionism has never been a problem for me. Is that something you’d like to try?”

“I’m going to ruin you. I’ll be your first, and I’ll fuck you so thoroughly that I’ll be your last too. You won’t want any other man after I’ve gotten my hands on you.”

“Everything feels new, now that I have you. The world’s gone into color now, and I want to see it all again with you.”