Jessica Clare Quotes

I don't find you ugly, Hunter. No one who knew you could." Her voice was achingly soft. "If anything, I'm grateful that you have these scars, because they saved you for me - for this moment in time. And that's a little selfish of me, isn't it? And yet I can't help but feel that way.

If I live to be a hundred, I'll never feel as deeply for anyone as I feel for you right now. You bring light and sunshine to my life. I'm not telling you that I love you to make you unhappy. I'm telling you thank you. Thank you for coming into my life.

Her mother leaned in. "She calls him 'Colossus.'Now what do you think that is for?"
"I'm sure she's fine - "
"Not if she is with Colossus. She asked
me last week if I could get her birth control."
"Okay, okay. What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to find that campground and
bring your sister home."....
"Fine."
"You're going to go now?"
"Do I have any choice? It's either that or let Lucy get impregnated by the Colossus, right?

Who seemed to be having a great time watching her reactions to everything in the airport.

Sugar, you're allowed to feel any damn way you want." Just don't cry because your tears hurt worse than a knife wound to the gut.

Love is not control, Logan. Love is partnership. Friendship. A wise man once said, 'If you want to be loved, be lovable.

If Nick is darkness with a kernel of light inside him, I am light with the matching kernel of darkness. It's what makes us so perfect for one another.

I would rend anyone limb from limb who tried to come between Regan and me. From now on, the only one who will hear her scream when she comes is me. The only man who will get to taste the nectar between her legs is me. The only cock that will ever pleasure her, from this moment until I never draw another breath, is mine.

Reese, she didn't do anything - " Her hands brushed his aside.

"I'm going to turn this f**king plane around and then I'm going to go choke her by her scrawny neck for making you cry again. Goddamn, I -

I know he's an assassin and I'm just his bizarre hacker partner in crime, but he is . . . different. More than a friend. In fact, if we weren't in the situation we were in, I'd call him my best friend. No one else ever takes care to make sure that I'm comfortable like he does. It's small things that tell me he's thinking of me and my quirks even when I'm not in my own head. No one, not even my brother Daniel, is so attuned to my needs.

No matter what happens to us, I will ensure that she will never forget this moment in her life. That she will think of this day, this evening, this moment...

He was looking forward to this about as much as one would look forward to a tooth extraction, or perhaps a vasectomy. A colonoscopy? He pondered a list of horrific things that could possibly be less painful than a week-long royal wedding.

But then, I do not know what love is. I know lust and anger. Despair and satisfaction. But love? No. That is not for me.

Way to go, Hunter," Reese said sarcastically. "Maybe we should invite everyone's girlfriends to show up and hang out. Fuck privacy, right?

Then the two of us raise that baby with Twinkie power," Daphne said stubbornly. "It can have two moms. Or just one. We can pitch-hit and switch out. I'll put on some boring clothes and re-dye my hair and the kid will never suspect a thing.

I miss you. I miss your smile. I miss your hand in mine. I miss your laugh when you're nervous. I wish to god I was hearing it right now. That hurricane was the best thing that ever happened to me because it brought you into my life.

How could I ever be disappointed in you, Regan? You're a little damaged. So am I. Maybe we're both a little more fucked-up than normal, but we'll be nice and fucked-up together.

I know he's a sociopath. I don't care. We all have our issues. But he's my sociopath,

Oh yeah. I can feel you, sweetheart. I can feel that you are turned on. If you were a little higher you could place one of those teacup breasts into my mouth. I'd love to suck one of your tits until each one is good and hard. Do you think you'd feel that between your legs? I can't wait until my mouth is all over you and I've licked and sucked on every inch of your skin at least twice.

Audrey shouldered her small weekend bag and gave Gretchen an odd look. "Where's all your bravery?"

"I didn't realize I was going to be living at frickin' Hogwarts! I -

It couldn't be that bad. Casting another angry look at Reese for joking around when her twin clearly needed to eat, Audrey took a tiny bite of the meatloaf. Wet, half-raw hamburger meat and onion touched her tongue. The salty, greasy taste was overwhelming. With a gagging noise of her own, Audrey quietly followed Reese's lead and spit into her napkin. "I must have missed something on the recipe."

"Like the instructions?" Reese told her.

Place the crosshairs over his heart. It would be a mercy killing. A man who goes to sleep without satisfying his woman deserves punishment. He sleeps through her self-pleasure? Death is too kind.

There was just something about other people's expectations that made her freeze in place, unable to function.

French bread? Is that a special term for a woman's pussy?

If he is to die in a few hours, I want all of his germs, all of his fluids, everything he can give me.

But he'd better not die, because I will lose my shit and start killing people myself.

One shorter woman had written 'Gymnast' and another had written 'Mareen Biologest'.
Ten bucks said that she wasn't one - those bif fake breasts would make it impossible for her to stay under the water.

You were trying to take care of my sister in all that bullshit. Thank you," I tell her. "Now come over here and kiss me like the hero I am."

This puts a smile on her face, and she clambers onto my lap. I ignore the fierce burn on my side and the one in my shoulder, because who cares about that? I've got a warm armful of Regan Porter in my lap. Fighter. Survivor. Kickass human being. "I tell you I love you?"

"Not yet."

"Love you, babe," I croak out.

just curious. You know. If I'd touched single junk or married

Was apadravya a foreign word for drive you fucking mad with pleasure?

It's a shame you woke up before I had to resort to more insistent tactics."

"Oh?" She slid a hand down his stomach and played her fingers over his cock. It twitched in response to the light touch. "What did you have in mind?"

"Burying my face between your legs and licking your p**sy until you came.

The scars were not beautiful, but they were fascinating. They made him different. She liked different.

Goodness gracious, no," Angie said, horrified. "Is that four inches? Girl, you're going to tower over him as it is. No need emphasizing the flaws.

You're mine, Regan Porter. You don't get to decide if you die or not. Because if you do, you're destroying me, too.

Grab hold of the headboard with your one hand, for stability," I tell her. She does but her pussy is still about an inch too high. I think she's afraid she's going to break my face or something, but if anything is breaking off it's my dick because it is so goddamned hard right now a stiff wind could shatter it. "Lower baby. Sit on me." "Won't I suffocate you?" she worries but lowers until that juicy pussy is resting right on top of my mouth. "Oh, baby, if only.

I just wanted you to know that it's not you. It's me. It's all me, and if I push you away it's because I don't know how to pull you close. I'm not . . . I'm not good with people.

Did you enjoy that?"

His eyes narrow and now he's frowning, like he's not entirely sure he understands the question. "Did I enjoy eating your pussy? Wasn't it obvious?"

"Just answer the question."

"I could eat that pussy for hours and never get tired of the way you taste," Daniel tells me, and his fingers skim up my spine again. "Love your honey on my tongue and the way you shiver when I touch your clit. So, yeah, I fucking loved it.

And she'd plopped her titty right into it like a big ol' hussy.

Now is not the time, he sternly reminded his cock. I'm busy apologizing to my assistant.

Be happy she's crying," he said. "That's when you know they still feel something for you. The time when they look at you with dry eyes is when you've lost them.

Even at the age of twenty-four, she felt more comfortable with people in their eighties than people in their twenties. People her age never sat and relaxed on a Saturday morning with a cup of coffee and a crossword. They never just sat around and talked. They took selfies and got rip-roaring drunk and partied all night long. And

by. "And you want to have sex with me?" "No," she said in a sarcastic voice. "I thought I'd rip your shirt off and then force you onto the bed and make you watch while I fingered myself." Even

I'm scared," she told him softly, her voice wobbling. "Every time I love, I get hurt."
"Sometimes love is about hurting, Violet." He brushed the backs of his fingers over her cheeks, dashing away her tears. "But the pleasure in love is greater than the pain. So much greater. You just have to be willing to take that leap.

And when you had nothing, extra meant everything.

It is clear to me that Daisy can never be left alone. She is too trusting and too willing to try out new things without the leavening effect of fear.

She rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, jiggling it in her sister's direction. "Call me if you need me. And keep your phone on you so I can check you via text."

"I'm twenty-six, Audrey. I can handle myself."

"You're in your pajamas, talking to your cat. Forgive me if I feel a moment of doubt. It's like you're turning into the crazy cat lady before my eyes.

Reese was pretty sure that this weekend was a recipe for disaster. He could just see it now. Mix one junkie pop star with a do-gooder billionaire who's hiding a secret crush on her. Add in the lonely twin sister crushing on the billionaire, and make all three parties completely unaware of the other's interest. Stir with that giant stick up Audrey's ass. Watch fireworks explode.

Alexsandr, the old warlord, trained me to think as well as kill. Elena taught me to hate. This woman? She is teaching me to . . . love. For her, for my sister, I will find peace for us if I have to kill everyone in the south of Moscow to achieve it.

...Belief is strong. Stronger than rationality. Fear, love hope -all rational emotions, but they sway people more fiercely than any fact-based argument.

I'd fallen hard. Like a stupid idiot, I'd gone and fallen in love with the guy that took my virginity and rocked my world. Damn it.