My dominant (no pun intended) discourse seems to be needy as fuck.
“My cock actually sort of staggers like a punch-drunk boxer who doesn’t know when to stay down.”
“You do know you’re one of the hot ones, right? You could have any dom in this room if you looked marginally more approachable than an underfed piranha having a bad day.”
“We are all the playground of angels and demons.”
“Fear can be a potent aphrodisiac.”
“When the power of the shift rips the human body apart and transforms it into its new shape, there lives a second, less than a second, a mere shimmer of time when the mind is without a home, no body...”
“He moves suddenly so that his hand is cupping my sex, and one of his fingers sinks slowly into me. His other arm holds me firmly in place around my waist. This is mine, he whispers aggressively. Al...”
“Leaning his forehead against Michael's, Dominic admitted, "I didn't dance then. I think I was waiting for you.”
“ 'A hundred and seventy two multiplied by thirteen,' Tyler gasped. 'Two thousand two hundred and thirty six.' 'You're not supposed to bloody tell me. I'm trying to distract myself.' He opened one e...”
“Cam shook his head. 'Do you ever listen to how much crazy shit comes out of your mouth?' 'Nope.' I hooked my fingers into his waistband and pulled him closer. 'Nobody does. That's why I remain undi...”
“You're stubborn- anyone ever tell you that before?”
“Wouldn't want to miss a war, would I?”
“In some ways blowjobs are better than sex because when you have a mouthful of cock you can't make snide comments.”