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A Sinful Sacrifice

Book by Adam A. Fox · 14 quotes · Family, Friends, Love

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“Safeword - facilitating instant distinctions when time is short, and risks are high. You put everything you are into that collection of letters. You give your vulnerability and control; you pledge your life to that one sound. Capable of wielding such power over you, there is a heaviness that comes with selecting something,g which you consider a vital connection to your existence. of course, that wasn't true for all, but for us, it was special.”

“Whoa, momma! Get off my girl’s man and give me a ride home before he smacks you out cold, and I have to pay for my own cab!” Ferd snatched his coat and gave me a hug. “Take care, sweety. I’ll see you Wednesday.” “Do you mind?” Charlie huffed at Ferd’s insistent shoving. “I’m not driving.” “No, I don’t mind. I’m hijacking your cab, and you’re paying!” Ferd waved at us, pushing Charlie through the door. “See you later, you beautiful bitches. Love ya!”

“I can’t stop caring, Sin. I wouldn’t be normal if I wasn’t curious, and that’s the same for anyone who cares for you.” She sat up, all wet and flushed with beautiful marks. “Being open is important, but that is your choice. I won’t push, but you must understand how hard it is to ignore.” “Which is why I hide it.” I sat up and pressed a kiss to her jaw. “I’m trying, Little Bird. Only for you.” “Not for me, Sin. Do it for you if that’s what feels right; it can’t stop me loving you.”

“She was like a mother to me, Jae. After everything I put her through, I wanted her to see she was right and that her struggles with me weren’t wasted.” His breath shuddered. “She revived my heart, gave me unconditional love, and promised that one day I would learn to accept it. I was excited to show her I found someone who could love me, one who showed me how to love in return.”

“Sitting cross-legged on the floor beside my window, I stared at the croissant on a napkin before me. I was torn with this choice, a simple one to most, but everything I was given by strangers seemed to mean far more to me than anything else. It represented more than a kind gesture; it proved they could see me. Maybe it was due to pity, or it was just how they were to everyone, but the gesture meant so much I was scared to make it vanish by eating it.”