" We only make it about as far as the back curtain, sliding into the darkness near the bathrooms with a rush of breath and a few gasps. I drop Sydney to her feet and slam her into the wall with a groan, fumbling at her dress, pressing my erection against her firm body. She's just ... killer. Absolutely killer.
"I don't know you, but I want to slam you into this wall and fuck the shit out of you. Explain. "
― C.M. Stunich , Born Wrong (Hard Rock Roots, #5)