“Oh, holy fuck, yes, Liv,”... «Mr. Wrong Number»

“Oh, holy fuck, yes, Liv,” Colin rasped as he breathed against my mouth, “Come on—”

I said through gritted teeth, “Don’t rush me.”

Which made him chuckle and growl into my ear, “I would never rush you, Marshall. Take all the time you need, because I could stay in here for fucking ever.