Leona Grant turned her body, pressing her against the cabinet behind her. He leaned close and said, "Annabelle Linton, I don't know why people say men are animals who think with their dicks, but all I know is this: I love you, so I love making love to you. And I *only* want to make love to you. There's no other explanation."
'...' 'So blunt.'
"Before I fell in love with you, I wasn't interested in this sort of thing. It felt like a waste of time. But ever since I fell for you, all I want to do is make love to you every day, and try every single position with you."
'...' 'Can he please shut up...'
"I love the feeling of leaving my scent on you. I love it when we're so close that nothing can come between us. And most of all, I love that you belong to me and me alone. I love the feeling of possessing you, completely and utterly."
