" What are you doing to me, Grace? I have no control when it comes to you. You make me want things I can’t have. Make me want to risk things I can’t risk.”
Her fingers dug deeper into my shoulders, words nothing but wisps of need against my face.
“What do you want?”
“I want you. I want to explore every inch of your body. Taste and lick and fuck.”
I want to keep you. "

― A.L. Jackson , All of Me (Confessions of the Heart, #2)