It was too much.

It was too much, too soon, and it would always be too soon. I would never get over this. This was what would continue to consume me and eat away at my sanity and my hope and my joy for the rest of my life. There was no light at the end of the tunnel because there was no fucking tunnel. There was a pit and in that pit was nothing but darkness. In the center, stood I.

Then Brandon exploded in David’s mouth, salty and creamy and bitter—the best thing he had ever tasted.

Seriously?  The best thing EVER?

“My goodness.” She fanned her face with her hand. “I feel like one of those terribly fragile women who are prone to the vapors.”

Bwahahahaha