Fuck Yeah Josh Lanyon

The percussion section in my chest was going a mile a minute, and I didn’t care, didn’t care if I blasted into pieces, flew apart, as the crescendo swept through me, and I surged up and shot long jets, the silvery extended notes of pleasure that went on and on, and Jake took it all, swallowed it down verse and chorus.

— The Dark Tide (Adrien English Mystery #5) by Josh Lanyon (via anonymous-sibyl)