Alexa Riley Quotes

I wink at her and she elbows me. It's playful and fun, and I can't remember the last time someone made me feel special. I'm warm and gooey inside, and I feel like one of those cartoons with the heart eyes. God, I must look like a fool following her around like a puppy dog. But I'd rather be her puppy than nothing at all.

wink at her and she elbows me. It's playful and fun, and I can't remember the last time someone made me feel special. I'm warm and gooey inside, and I feel like one of those cartoons with the heart eyes. God, I must look like a fool following her around like a puppy dog. But I'd rather be her puppy than nothing at all. If

I flip the lock back in place and turn, hitting a concrete wall of a man.

"What's he made of? Concrete and sex?" I whisper into the phone like the man in front of me can't hear me.

"Good, he's already there," I hear Elle say as my eyes travel up and up an endless span of chest. Up, up, up, until my eyes finally land on a hard face with a clenched jaw.

He's hot in that oh-my-God-he-could-crush-me way. Wait, is that hot?

"Listen here, Hulk. You can take your incredible body and vacate my home. I won't be needing your services."

"I'm standing in the middle of your apartment, and you didn't so much as scream. This is despite you knowing someone has been stalking you. I could have been that someone. Fuck. I could be that someone."

I snort and roll my eyes.

"Yeah right, Hulk-man." I pat him on the chest before resting my hand there. I start to rub. I only meant to do a quick pat, but now I can't seem to remove my hand. I like the feel of him. I don't think I've ever liked the feel of a man before. I don't think I've ever had the urge to touch one before.

"You think I couldn't hurt you?" He grabs my wrist, pulling it away from his chest. The action makes me frown. Oh, I know he could hurt me, but someone like him would never stalk me. That just didn't add up to me. If anything, I'd end up stalking him.

"Oh, I'm sure you could Hulk smash me." Now that I'm not touching him, I bring my o

I've never ridden bareback, but with her, it's the only way we'll ever be. I don't care how many times I get her pregnant, I want nothing between us.

puts her little finger in my face. "I don't speak Behemoth, so I'll talk slow. You should learn some manners before the villagers chase you with fiery torches. You shouldn't go around putting your hands on people, no matter how hot you are.

And FYI, I don't kiss on the mouth. So if you want to taste me you'll have to do it somewhere else," I add, flashing a wicked grin. "Call it a test. You make me cum with your mouth and I'll let you take me to the hotel next door. If you can't make me cum, then I go back out to the bar and find someone who can.

She gave me the most devilish smile and I couldn't help but smile back. We both knew she owned me. Body, heart and soul. And every little thing in between.

I have a feeling you two are going to tag team against me all the time, aren't you?

I'm on edge, sunshine. Give me a moment to clam down. Maybe after I've had you a few times I'll be better.

Warning note:

Do you really wonder if there's a happily ever after? Because you know that's kind of our thing, right? Look, he chases her, but it all works out. Also it's really hot. Get it!

Fuck, baby, I can't wait. I need to get inside you."

"It's my birthday! Don't I get a say?"

"After this, I need to take the edge off." Chris scoots up the bed, thrusting inside me, hard and fast. "Goddamn, eating that pussy gets me so fucking hard.

Come over and climb on Daddy, baby.

I already feel like I'm on the edge of shattering into a million pieces. One little shove and I'm not sure how long it would take to put me back together again.

She wears a shirt that fits tight to her tits and reads: I never received my acceptance letter from Hogwarts, so I'm leaving the Shire to become a Jedi!

When you love someone, their struggles become yours, and their hurt is your hurt.

I know your eyelashes flutter when you're having a bad dream, and I know a kiss below your ear will stop them from coming.

you're not the kind of woman that gets one night. you're worth a lifetime.

I know her sweet pussy is fresh. There's no way that controlling bitch of a mother let a cock anywhere near her honey hive. No, that warm, sugary center she's got dripping between her legs is all for me. When

I'm going to do so many thingsto your body, baby. Lie here and let me love you and give you what you need.Let me own every inch of you.

Stop living in your head, and take what you want.

I don't want to chase after Brandon, and I won't, but it sure stings not having him return my feelings. Or at least not admitting to them. He wants me just as bad as I want him, that's for damn sure. He just doesn't think he's good enough for me. And the saddest part is, as long as he thinks that, he's right.

I don't want my life to be like hers. I didn't even know her. I know this is terrible to say, but I don't think I miss her. I long for the idea of what could have been."
"And I'm telling you, sweet S....., that idea you are longing for would've just made you into me - a person who tried to be what their parents wanted but ended up like them, not closer to them

I hear another loud crash as I get into position, and

I'm a strong, independent woman who doesn't need a man, but when he looks at me like that I'm a damsel stuck in a tower and the only escape is on his dick.

What does a beautiful woman who's lost everything in a fire and who's currently asleep in my bed want as a snack?

She's walking toward me, and every step brings her close to my grasp. To the moment when I'll never let her go.

Oh, my God. Did I force myself on him? Wait, under him. Can you force yourself under someone?

You're so perfect, Tink. So little and tight. Your pussy is everything I've been waiting for. Thank you."

She giggles a little. "You're thanking me?"

"If you had any idea how good this feels, you'd understand. I'm going to send your pussy a fruit basket tomorrow.

My mind isn't seeing reason anymore. Just want. This has to be just like Frodo felt with that ring.

The minutes tick by, and though it feels like an eternity, she appears. Her blue eyes find mine, and like every time before, I'm home.

He's always been kind of cold and never even cracked a smile. Now he's walking around dreamy-eyed.

I look at her pink glossy lips and I know if I kissed her, she would leave sparkles all over my face.
"Pixie dust," I whisper and she cocks her head to the side.

Listen to me, Daddy. When you get your head out of your ass, you know where to find me. I'm not the kind of girl that will sit around and wait, but I promise you this right now - there won't ever be a man that I want more than you.

How about you put on that Darth Vader mask I got you and you punish me for being a rebel?"

He gets a wicked look in his eye and nods his head. "I think I'd enjoy showing you my Lightsaber.

so you know how serious I am. I'll never leave you again unless I'm six feet fucking under. You got me?

No one knows you like I do, Bunny. We may have been apart for ten years, but if you've felt for me even a tenth of what I've felt for you over the years, then we were never really apart. You've been with me every second of every day.

This book is for those that found love when everyone thought they were too young to know what it was.
We should all be lucky enough to find our forever so soon.

I learned he knows how to play my body. I cum when he wants me to, be it in seconds, minutes, or even hours.

Luke is dark, intense, and can make my heart flutter with one look. Logan is sweet, makes me laugh, and gives me the biggest urge to climb in his lap and let him have his way with me.

For all the girls with curves... May you love them, may you rock them, and may you find the lucky bastard that appreciates them.

I'm Going to give you to the count of three. Then I'm going to throw you over my shoulder and carry you out of here. This isn't a threat. I'm giving you the play we're about to run.

but what doesn't sound so good is someone else binding her. That shit will not be flying.

She's like pure sunshine with her warmth and glow, and I'm just a planet revolving around her. She pulls me to her like gravity, and I can't seem to walk away.

One touch from her and I knew that my life had been changed. One moment a year ago and my world was forever hers. From that moment on, everything I did, every motion in my life, every beat of my heart, was for her. When her lips met mine, it sealed her fate. She didn't know it that day, but it happened.

I'm gonna kiss you, Lily Parker. Because you're the sweetest and most beautiful girl I've ever met, and if I don't I might die. But once I do, you're gonna belong to me.

I let you have your fit at Aces last night, and you got to lay a smack on my face. The next time you raise your hand to me, it's going to be when I tie them to the ceiling to fuck you.

When we walk in, everybody turns to look at us. Pres looks down at our joined hands and then looks to Knox. I open my mouth to say something, but he beats me to it.

Of course he does.

"Yo. Little announcement here. Violent Violet and I are together. She's my old lady and I'm her old man. Yada yada yada, we're getting married. So there's that."

I look at him, and I feel my jaw pop open. "Did you just yada yada your proposal to me?"

Knox shrugs like it's no big deal. "Wasn't going to let you tell me no."

The big scarred-up guy comes over and gives him a high five. "Best way to do it," he says and pats Knox on the back.

"About time you made an honest man out of him," Pres says, walking over and giving me a hug. I feel Knox's hand tighten, and he doesn't let it go while I awkwardly try to hug the guy back.

"We're all a family here now, and it's going to stay that way. We agreed that you're patched in, regardless if you marry this nerd or not."

I lean into Knox and laugh. "Thank you."

"Welcome to the Ghost Riders," Pres says, and suddenly I hear a champagne cork pop and we're all being sprayed with suds.

I try to turn into Knox's chest, but he holds me in front of him so I get covered.

As more champagne is popped and more bottles get poured, Knox spins me in his arms and raises me up so we are at eye level.

"I love you, baby," he says, kissing me on

He leans up, and I kiss him, smiling against his lips. This is definitely better than bacon.

She looks so comfortable in my space. Like she belongs here. I feel my chest warm, and I almost want to laugh. I've caught a fairy.
"What's with that smirk?" she asks and crosses her legs.
"Just wondering if this is what Peter Pan felt like," I mumble.

I'm guessing the only reason he messed with me tonight was because he just got out, and any woman would do. Any hole's a goal, right?

It was only after he pissed me off and I started calling him Mr. Vanilla did he ask me why I called him that. But they had poked fun at the way I looked. I know it was childish of me, but I wanted to do the same to him. So I told him "Because you couldn't be more plain and boring if you tried.

We'd burn down the world just to keep you.

I can tell by your wiggling around that you like the idea of that too, little Haley. You want your Daddy to help you with the ache that's building in your sweet, tight cunt?" His words shock me, but all I can do is nod.

Oh, Dolly is about to get what she's been asking for all these years. The floodgates are open, and nothing will stop me from having her now. Not even her.

Don't get all grumpy," I tease, wrapping my arms around him and leaning close.

He growls and then turns, grabbing me up and squeezing my ass.

"You're lucky you're hot," I say, kissing his lips.

"Yeah, well, I'm cursed that my wife is so damn hot. Can't keep them off of you."

"Well, I did wear my best yoga pants," I say, and shrug.

"I told you your ass looked too good in them."

"Give me my smile," I say, and he does as I ask.

He beams at me, giving me that cocky-ass grin with dimples showing. I kiss each one before I kiss his lips, and he grins against me.

Fake smiles and hellos are not something I want to be a part of. I watched my mother do it, and I despised it. I want real.
I know I'm young, but losing my mother, whom I never really knew, made me think about what I want from life. I don't want to have to do something to please someone else. I want to break the cycle and not get trapped in their kind of life. I want love, a family, bake sales, date nights, fighting over not taking out the stupid trash.

Royce Davenport, turn around and look at me," Pandora demands.

I pick up Lav and hold her up beside my face. "Would we lie to you?"

Pandora bites her lip and shakes her head. "You're not allowed to use her cuteness to get out of trouble. Come to Mama, little one."

She takes Lavender, and then I scoop the both of them in my arms and walk toward the door.

"Tell you what, why don't we let your parents watch little Lav tonight, and you and me have some alone time? You know, see what happens."

Pandora rolls her eyes, but I know she's thinking about it.

The night I first saw her was the night her life changed forever. Some might say it changed for the worse, but she says it's for the better.

We've both had to be someone different because without each other we aren't whole. The people we truly are aren't really there unless we're together.

That little firecracker who's way out of my league. Too sweet for a man my age. Too good for me to be thinking about. Too pure for all the things I want to do to her.

I will love you and protect you until the end of time. You're my girl, my obsession, my princess. I love you in a way they haven't invented yet.

Funny how she's the one tied to the bed, but I'm the one feeling bound.

It's not everyday you find the crazy that fits yours, so when you do, tie it to the bed and take it. That's the only sane thing to do.

Her words are sugary, and I want to reach out and snatch them so he doesn't get them. Words like that are only meant for me.

Who needs mail? If it doesn´t come in an Amazon box, I´m not interested.

Two things, Gordon. First, a man doesn't need to tell his friends that it happened to prove that it happened. And second, if a woman is willing to take her clothes off and let you fuck her, you'd do well to treat that with some respect. Because that woman is probably a saint.

I'd already tasted her, and nothing would have stopped me from seeing her virgin blood coat my cock as I pumped in and out of her, filled her with my cum until it dripped down her ass and covered my sheets - sheets I stripped from my bed afterwards and kept.

What are you two in here doing?" I ask, seeing Pandora and our daughter, Lavender, playing.

"I'm teaching her how to throw a punch," Pandora says, holding up her hand for Lav to hit.

"Hey, I'm the fighter in this family. I should be the one doing it." I lean on the doorframe and cross my arms. The sight of the two of them together completes a piece of a puzzle.

"Nah. I want her to be good at it." Pandora winks at me, and I growl, getting on the floor with the two of them and lying on my back while Lavender crawls on me.

I can read the headlines now: 'Red's Goodie Basket has the Sweetest Pumpkin Spice Dicks Around!' I