Annabeth Albert Quotes & Sayings

It had been so long since he'd been tempted that he felt as dry as the Northern California landscape, one spark away from complete devastation. — Annabeth Albert

Cody probably tossed away orgasms like Kleenex. — Annabeth Albert

Maddox had been kissed there before. Polite little explorations, tentative tongue flicks, quick forays before the main event. But Ben made a meal out of his ass - a seven-course banquet of sensation and tongue fucking. Like literally, fucking, tongue delving deep. That was new, deliciously so. "God. — Annabeth Albert

To science." Ben chuckled and closed the distance between them, brushing his lips across Maddox's for the first time. As per his usual, Maddox was several days past needing a shave, and his cheek was bristly against Ben's hand and his upper lip tickled Ben's. Maddox — Annabeth Albert

Hey, Apollo," Maddox called. "We were just talking. If Dylan can't stay here, Ben and I could rearrange some stuff, see if he could stay with us." Hah. Apollo knew the "rearranging stuff" would undoubtedly include jockeying for whether Dylan shared Ben's bed or Maddox's by summer's end and just...no. Something angry and surprisingly protective unfurled in his gut. "He's staying here," Apollo said firmly before he could recall the words. The girls sent up a delighted squeal, and Dustin grinned widely. Ben winked at him, and Apollo knew he'd been had. Fuck. — Annabeth Albert

But you didn't try it with Maddox. The inner voice refused to shut up. That could be you. Someone to text. Someone to make your favorite foods. Someone in your bed. Someone to bring home surprises to. Someone to go places with. Never walk into a gathering alone again. That could be you happy. Fuck. — Annabeth Albert

The distance between their beds felt chilly and infinite and a heartbeat from everything he'd ever wanted. Adrenaline — Annabeth Albert

We'll go to Napa. I'll be a better friend. A better man. Just don't die on me. Maddox's — Annabeth Albert

Fell." Maddox was cold and wet, and had been only vaguely aware of Ben dragging him through the jungle. Bumpy. Ben pleading. Ben's lips ghosting over his skin. "From — Annabeth Albert

Not unless we got married or did something stupid." Even Maddox had to know what a ludicrous - Wait. Did Maddox want to marry him? Like him, not some faceless dude he dreamed about in his pretty little fantasies? But him? Did Maddox really want that with him? And had Ben stomped all over that in his upset about Maddox not re-upping? Fuck. I really am an ass. He — Annabeth Albert

Want to give you everything you need." You do. You are. Hopelessly romantic words died in Maddox's throat. This moment was already perfect enough. I've loved you for years. — Annabeth Albert

And so I knew that Bryce liked to bottom. A lot. But he didn't like to have to ask for it and hated any sort of negotiations about "turns" or who was doing what to whom. Basically he wanted a clairvoyant toppy dude who saw past all the shields Bryce threw up as decoys and who wouldn't make him ask or discuss it afterward. — Annabeth Albert

This is what you like, isn't it?" Ben held him tight, big body surrounding Maddox, strength meeting strength. "Slow and soft?" "Love being close to you," Maddox admitted, soul stripped bare by this unexpected side of Ben. "Don't even need to come. Just kissing and rubbing like this is...special." "Yeah, it is." Ben didn't laugh at his sappiness. Instead, his eyes were dark and intense in the early morning light. "Wanted this so long." "Me — Annabeth Albert

He didn't want to be Tristan's friend; he wanted to be Tristan's everything. — Annabeth Albert

Relative repellant activate! — Annabeth Albert

Regrets will eat you alive if you let them. You gotta outrun them. Find something in the now. — Annabeth Albert

Then do it. Do this thing with me. For real." For keeps. That wish he kept tight inside his chest, not ready to trust it with breath yet. — Annabeth Albert

Actually..." Maddox looked over Ben, question in his eyes. Ben nodded. "Not entirely accurate." "What? You didn't make up?" Apollo blinked, awfully slow for a guy who commanded troops with ease. "No, idiot." Dylan gave him a light thwack on the shoulder. "Not not-a-couple." "Oh." Apollo's eyes darted between them. "Well. About damn time." That — Annabeth Albert

Ben leisurely licked his way into Maddox's mouth, slow, limb-melting kisses that got deeper without being insistent. Maddox'd always figured Ben would be very...goal oriented so to speak, but the reality was anything but. Ben kissed like learning Maddox's mouth was the most important mission he'd ever undertake and like he had all the time in the world to complete it. He — Annabeth Albert

The crankiest not-a-couple has made up. It's a beautiful day. — Annabeth Albert

You'd be okay with going straight to bed and sleeping?" Noah sounded skeptical, but Adrian was serious.

"Yeah. I didn't come back for sex, Noah. I came back for you. — Annabeth Albert

What else am I missing here? What's in this for you?" "You." Ben was honest for once, and it seemed to work, making Maddox stop mid-laugh and wiping the smart-ass expression off his face. "You're in it for me. I don't do relationships, you're right. But I do you. And I want to try this with you. — Annabeth Albert

He loved Noah's combination of reticence and curiosity. His too-formal language hid a major sexy beast waiting to be let out to play. And Adrian was just the guy to uncage it. — Annabeth Albert

Putting the brilliant dude's brain offline was a serious ego trip. — Annabeth Albert

Last night, after their mad dash to rescue his dad's passport and an impromptu late lunch with some wedding guests, Maddox had been in the mood to talk. Ben had been in the mood to fuck. He'd won the mock-argument handily, and the memory made him shiver - God, how did things keep getting better and better between them? "You — Annabeth Albert

This may be your craziest idea yet, and considering you followed me over the side of a cliff that's saying something, but all right. We can date." "Knew you'd see reason." Ben couldn't help the wide grin splitting his face. Felt like he might bust in two with the relief of winning the argument. Now, just to make sure Maddox didn't regret the choice. "Dinner — Annabeth Albert

You said you were done with long-distance relationships," he reminded Adrian.

"That was before I went and fell in love with you. — Annabeth Albert

You think about me ever?" Ben's eyes were intent on Maddox. All the time. Even when I knew I shouldn't. The confession died in his throat, but maybe Ben could see it in his eyes because Ben gave a sly smile. "I've thought about you." "Yeah?" Maddox's voice was hoarse, eyes riveted to Ben's. "Sucking — Annabeth Albert

all he had to do was be himself, and Adrian took care of the rest. — Annabeth Albert

No. Like a memory. I wanted to be the memory of your first kiss and I wanted to make it incredible for you and...never — Annabeth Albert

God, please spare Ben. I don't care about my sorry self. Just save him. Maddox's hurried prayer was his last conscious thought. * — Annabeth Albert

What the hell? In my time away from the scene, apparently I'd gotten fucking trendy. — Annabeth Albert

was like he'd lost a baseball game, his dog, and his last hundred bucks in the same day. — Annabeth Albert

They're fighting an infection in his leg. Trying to save it - save him. But you saved his life out there in the field, no doubt about that." The praise felt so hollow Ben was surprised the words didn't echo. "He can't die," Ben whispered. "I need to see him." "He'll — Annabeth Albert

I'm falling in love with you. That's what I should have said before I left." Pike kept stroking Zack's face. "I was a coward too. I needed you to know that, but I was scared of it not being enough - " "It is. — Annabeth Albert

Rogers and Zinger hustling, and they hadn't been kidding about pain. His leg throbbed at the move, a deep ache that felt different than it had a few hours ago. Please don't let me lose it. They — Annabeth Albert

I want to." That was it. Choice. The idea hit him like a defibrillator
burst - spreading out from his chest in hot, sure waves that tore past the
indecision and stagnation of the last week. The roar in his head crackled,
then calmed, sanity returning like oxy gen to his starved Hulk brain. He
didn't have to, but he was choosing to. And may be that was what was
missing from his life - choice. He hadn't chosen to be gay. Hadn't chosen
to come out to the world. Hadn't chosen where he'd go to college - free
tuition from two professor parents made that a nondiscussion. Hadn't
chosen to come here. Hadn't chosen to stay. But this? He was choosing
this, and the freedom made his nerves jangle. — Annabeth Albert

That's it. Ride the edge with me." Ben growled. "So close. You make me fucking crazy. Love your dick." Maddox smiled over at him, unable to help himself. Ben was a sex babbler, and it was hot as heck, the dirty stream that seemed to spew from him every time he came up for air. "Come on, Mad. Get there." Ben — Annabeth Albert

Oh man." Ben scooted back up the bed to lie next to Maddox. "That was seriously hot." "Yeah, it was." Maddox was sure his smile was all kinds of dopey. "If I kiss you, you going to freak at the taste of spunk?" Ben laughed, mouth hovering over Maddox's. "Nope," Maddox pulled him down for a leisurely kiss. — Annabeth Albert

Apollo knew well and good that wishes were nothing more than dust held together with hope, impossible to hold and foolish to dwell on. — Annabeth Albert

Please let him keep sleeping in here. — Annabeth Albert

A laugh that wasn't Ben's came from down the hall followed by a guttural sound that almost certainly was. Why did Maddox have to know that sound? Things would be so much easier if he didn't. No one's fault but yours. Maddox — Annabeth Albert

Please don't let us lose this. Breathing — Annabeth Albert