They were attacking each other with seeking tongues and open lips, playing chicken to see who would give in first. They were both breathing through their noses so as not to break the voracious mouth-fucking they were engaging in, and that shouldn’t have been so all-out sexy. His knee rammed into the bike-almost as if his leg had tried to buckle-shooting pain up his right thigh, but it vanished under the pleasure. Their mouths slanted and somehow-somehow-that feast of lips and tongue and teeth was even more potent than the night before. Rita nodded, meshing their wet lips together in the process.
I think you’re gorgeous as sin and I need your mouth on mine.” This is definitely a book for adults.“Believe this, Rita. If I ignore that they were essentially strangers though, Jasper says some pretty romantic things. He became intense right off the bat, and at times, if I was in her shoes, I would have been running for the hills, thinking I was going to end up chained in his basement. Rita did as well, but she is definitely the realist of the two. I liked his backstory of being the town whore, until waking up after a bender, and hearing the women in the town talking about him as if he was nothing more than a walking sex toy, causing him to do a 180, and become celibate until he could find a woman who would take a chance and give him more than sex. Her mother picking her to teach the art of cooking, being who she was, put a lot of pressure on her, that took the joy out of it.
It was interesting that it was Rita who was so adamant to complete their mothers final wish, when in a way, she was the most damaged by her mother, although not intentionally. I always saw the whole emo style as more of a teenage/college student thing, so it's weird to read about a professional adult looking that way.
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