I'm so ready you could drive a truck straight up my ass and I would bend over and push back until it was in to the rear bumper.
I don’t want this,” Sirus uttered, his voice stripped bare. “Me either.” Grey sounded as if he were in agony. Swearing, they flew at each other in a furious kiss.
Physical strength doesn't mean a damn thing when you're all cut up and bleeding inside.
He swung around. His body, bathed in the first rays of the sun, was stippled with color like a stained glass saint.