He sucked in his breath as his saw me, his eyes traveling from my toes to my hips, as if he hadn't seen it all before.
"Jesus," he whispered, gaze lingering everywhere. "I keep forgetting that you're art already." ...

“I want to come on every inch of your body,” he whispered, and somehow it didn’t…”

“You can talk the talk but you can’t walk the walk.”His eyes narrowed in challen…”

“He might have loved something else more, that’s all. Look, love and respect don…”

“you, Perry, you deserve a lifetime of servitude. Eons of groveling.”