I will bathe in your warmth ma petite. Roll you around me until my heart beats only for you. My breath will grow warm from your kiss.
I knew from the moment I heard you, the moment I saw the gun and realized that this lovely, petit woman was the executioner, that you would never die waiting for me to save you - that you would save y...
Why is everything always my decision? I asked.Because you will not tolerate anything else.Oh, I remembered now. Great, I whispered.- Anita to Jean-Claude
I'm not sure there are enough white roses in the world to make me forget Richard. I held up my hand before she could interrupt. But I'm not sure there are enough cozy afternoons in all eternity to mak...
You're up to something, I said.He turned, eyes wide, long fingers pressed to his heart. Moi?Yeah, you,
It wasn't just my beast's hunger, but Jean-Claude's blood thirst and Richard's craving for flesh. It was all that and the ardeur running through all of it, so that one hunger fed into the next in an e...
He laughed, and it raised goose-bumps on my arms. Oh,ma petite ,ma petite , you are precious.Just what I wanted to hear. So how are you getting here?My private jet.Of course, he had a private jet. Whe...
I want nothing more than to climb between the silk sheets and wrap our nude bodies around one another. I want to hold and be held. Sex is a wondrous thing, but tonight I wish to be comforted more than...
He ordered food with a childlike glee and watched me eat, tasting it as I did. In private he'd roll on his back like a cat, hands pressed to his mouth as if trying to drain every taste. It was the onl...
Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, he said, That from the nunnery, Of they chaste breast and quiet mind.I looked up at him, and said the next line, To war and arms I fly.True, a new mistress now I chase...
I did not run to him, but I did wrap my arms around him, press my ear to his chest, hold on to him as if he were the last solid thing in the world. He stroked my hair and murmured to me in French. I u...
He smiled and extended a hand. I knew you would do it, ma petite.You arrogant son of a bitch. I smashed the shotgun butt into his stomach. He doubled over just enough. I hit him in the jaw. . He rocke...
Anita can speak for herself, Richard said.Jean-Claude's attention flicked back to me. That is certainly true. But I came to see how the two of you enjoyed the play.And pigs fly, I said.You don't belie...
You are an irritating son of a bitch.Ah, ma petite, how can I resist you when you whisper such sweet endearments to me?
Auggie said you were too sentimental for your own good sometimes.Out loud he said, Perhaps, but you have taught me that sentiment is not always a bad thing.I stared up at that impossibly beautiful fac...
Oui , but if all the men in your life are happy, you are happier, and it makes my life easier.- Jean-Claude
I stared at Jean-Claude and it wasn't the beauty of him that made me love him, it was just him. It was love made up of a thousand touches, a million conversations, a trillion shared looks. A love made...