Meghan March Quotes

Hold on to me princess. I need to know you're with me.

Mount is turning me into an addict, stripping me of control of my own body and compelling me to hand it over willingly at the same time.

This is me telling you, without a single reservation, that I want more. A whole hell of a lot more … I want it all with you.

Don't break my heart Charlie."
"If I break yours mine will shatter within the process.

If sex could be painted on a body, that's what this dress would be. Red satin, hugging her every curve from her shoulders to just below her knees before it flares into a little mermaid-looking thing. I have no earthly idea how the fuck she's going to walk in it, but I don't care. I'll fucking carry her.

Game over. I'm done. She's it. The one. Now I have to make her fall in love with me.

If you're waiting for my answer: I ain't done with you. I'll never be done with you. If you'd hated me for what I'd done, I would've found a way to change your mind. Because you're mine, and I'm yours-and I'm never letting you go."
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"It's a good thing you're not done with me, because it would've been really awkward when I handcuffed myself to your bed and told you I wasn't going anywhere.

I'm going to own this woman - body, heart and fucking soul.

The best way to ruin a fantasy is to meet the reality, right?

If you ever refer to me as Mrs. Creighton Karas in that tone again, I'll be writing a song about a nutless wonder to commemorate ripping your balls off.

She's fucking beautiful. A goddess, and yet she's kneeling at my feet. I don't deserve this woman, but I won't hesitate to take every advantage to ensure I can keep her in my life.

I don't mean to interrupt your gossip free-for-all, but do you know if there's a non-GMO or organic section in this grocery store? This New York skank has some standards."

Two faces pale, as expected when caught in the middle of an epic gossip session, but the brassy blonde straightens her shoulders.

"You'll probably want to go back to New York for that. Here we just have normal-people food and none of that fancy crap."

"I'm not leaving anytime soon, so I guess I'll have to ask Logan to help me find what I need."

All their eyes widen at the mention of his name.

"It sounds like he already found what you needed," the blonde says in a snotty tone.

"My G-spot, my clit, and the back of my throat? Absolutely." With a smile, I turn my cart around and push it in the opposite direction.

I want to hate him. Everything about him. He shouldn't make me want to climb him like a mountain to plant a flag at the top saying RIPLEY WAS HERE. No way. No how.

We've got ten days to figure out if there's still an us. I love you, Kat, but that doesn't mean jack shit if we aren't both willing to fight for this.

The crowd loves her - including the guy with the sign that says Marry Me, Holly.

She can't fucking marry you, douchebag. She's already married to me.

Right then, I realize I'm jealous. For the first time in my life, I'm fucking jealous. And it's of a teenage boy holding a piece of hot pink fucking poster board.

Fucked. That's what I am. Totally and completely fucked. I'm hung up on a girl for more reasons than the physical, and I know that's where the trouble lies. I need her to feel the same way, and I have no fucking clue if she does.

I want you. I'm not making any secret of that, but now I'm going to wait until you admit that you want me just as much.

Wouldn't have expected someone as determined as you are to run."

She threw a pissed-off-woman look over her shoulder. "I'm not running. I'm regrouping before I give in to the urge to scratch your pretty car."

I lifted my hands in a gesture of surrender. "No need to threaten the car, Elle. That's uncalled for.

I finally understand the reason it's called power exchange, but with Mount and me, it's more accurately termed a power struggle.
He takes. I fight.
He threatens. I rebel.
He taunts. I argue.

Open the door, baby girl. Your message came through loud and clear.

When did things change? When did this go from being a whim to being…everything?

For a few minutes, we stare at each other, and it feels like a bond snaps into place between us. We have common ground that I never realized. Forge isn't just an arrogant asshole. He's...real. And that makes him even more dangerou to me.

Baby you scared the hell out of me tonight .I could've lost you. Right now is not a good time to ask me to let you out of my sight. I can't do it. I need you next to me so I know you're safe.

She coughs and speaks into her hand. "What was that?" Lowering her hand, she admits, "They had to pack up and drive to Pennsylvania. No more strong cock for this girl. It's heartbreaking, really. Fernando was amazing. I didn't understand a single word he said because my Portuguese is nonexistent, but who needs words when you've got an eleven-inch cock with the girth of jumbo summer sausage? My pussy may never be the same again . . . but at least I'll have the memories.

All I want is to make her feel the same storm that's raging inside me. I want her to feel this addiction. Fuck. I want to keep her.

You hated me."
"I never hated you. Just didn't want to want you so damn bad. And now I don't care - because you're mine.

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You're a dick, you know that?"
"I'm aware.

For the record, if you tried to make me wait for oral sex, I'd be tempted to kill someone."

"Then it's a good thing you got yours."

Her pout turned to a mischievous grin. "You're just waiting to get head at work, aren't you?

That's right, ladies. I like dick. Lots of dick. Luckily for me, I'm getting the good dick. But even more luckily for you, I can make sure you get the good dick too. Orgasms for everyone!"
A slow clap starts, and my eyes cut to the door where Julianne stands.
"Oh. My. God. That was fucking priceless."
"You can take your boxes, but we don't need any of your disgraceful things here." Emmy spins and heads for the back.
I make a move to follow her, but pause when another round of slow clapping starts. I turn back to see six of the women in the group of retirees standing.


"Don't listen to her, honey. We want the good dick too," one says.

That's what you get. Every heartbeat. Every fucking breath. Everything I am and everything I have is yours.

I decide to throw it out there in the open. "Do you like this? Being the center of attention?"
"When I've got the most beautiful woman in this room across from me? What's not to like?"
I should scoff at the line. It's not light years away from the ones he has been using on me since first year, but for some reason, it feels different. More intimate. It doesn't put my back up the way it did before. "I'm sure you say that to all the girls," I joke.
"No. I don't.

Lord?"

"You're done."

Bree's dark eyes flew wide. "Done? You mean done for the day?"

"Done. For good. Get your shit and get out."

Bree lost the innocent pose as she crossed her arms and stared me down. "Not until you tell me why."

In two long strides, I closed the distance between the register and me and pressed my hands to the counter.

"I gave you a job. Gave you a paycheck you didn't have to suck a dick to get. But that wasn't enough for you. You had to have more, and instead of coming to me and asking for a raise, you decided to make it happen yourself.

"You're done."

"You're done."

When I reach the doorway, I stop and thank every higher power for putting this woman in my life.
Because, holy fucking Christ, there is nothing I did to deserve this.
Banner is spread out on top of my sheets like some kind of fantasy come to life, wearing nothing but a scrap of red lace that she might call a bra, but I can see her nipples through. Her legs are splayed wide, and there's a toy buried inside her pussy. Her eyes are closed as she throws her head back and lets out a moan.
She doesn't even realize I'm here, and she's already getting off. Naughty girl.

Eventually, you are going to realize that there is nothing I wouldn't do for you.

I want that big cock in my mouth so I can remind you just how hard I can make you come."

Fuck . . . this woman.

"You think I forgot?" To myself I add, No way in hell, Bruce. I lean back and watch her face. "But a reminder wouldn't be unwelcome."

My taunt spurs her on. "You're also going to want pussy for dessert, so you better save room."

And I'm officially done. I drop my fork on the plate with a clang. "You're killin' me with that dirty mouth of yours."

"I may not be able to keep your stomach full, but I can keep your balls empty." Her lips turn up in a catlike smile. "So, what are you waiting for?

As long as you have at least one thing anchoring you, you can't get too lost.

You don't need me, Ripley. I know that for a fact. So I'm gonna make you want me instead.

I can take anything you have to give. So, you better give me everything you have.

I need you. My hands on your body. Your taste on my lips. Your breath against my skin. I need to feel you. Feel that you're safe and everything's going to be okay.

Tana's blue eyes are sympathetic. "You've got a lot of mistrust built up because of your ma, and you have to realize you're not her. Your life is what you make of it, and I'm still holding out some hope that this guy is worthy of you. Give him a chance to grovel. A man's character has a tendency to get really fucking clear when he's groveling because the best thing that ever happened to him is on the line.

Get me a phone with a never-ending battery life and I could do my business right here, while I give her the business.

Kat might have built the wall, but I handed her the bricks.

Protect. Defend. Claim. I hadn't felt that fucking primal in years - and I needed to lock that shit down.

I hate you."
"But you want me."
"Fuck you, Titan."
"No, Yve. I'm going to fuck you. And you're going to love it.

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Then kiss me. Mark me. Let him know that I'm absolutely and completely out of his reach because I belong to you.

Life is short.
Eat the cake.
Buy the shoes.
Fuck the guy.

Two weeks ago he stopped playing fair. He showed up in glasses. Dark rimmed, sexy as hell, and totally unexpected. If someone would have told me that Ryker could get any more attractive, I would have said they were on crack. But I was wrong. Completely and totally wrong.

You're it for me, Banner. The one. I'd given up on finding the perfect woman for me, but you showed me I hadn't been looking in the right place. Who knew I had to go all the way to New York City?

I'm falling in love with her again. It isn't the second time. Or the third. Or the fourth. With Greer, it seems to happen constantly.

I might be a little ragged around the edges, but I no longer felt like I was going to shatter into tiny pieces.

You're my woman now, whether you like it or not. … And I promise I'm going to make damn sure you fucking love it.

I want to see the outline of my handprint on her ass in that same color.

Have you ever thought about kidnapping?"

I elbow Cav in the ribs, and he coughs when I make contact.

"Don't listen to him. She'd be a hundred times more likely to shank you than screw you if you kidnap her."

Bo's eyes narrow, and he looks from me to Cav. "Do I even want to know?"

I shake my head. "Just put that option out of your mind. I promise you, it's best for your continued long-term health.

I've spent a decade waiting for my second chance. Now that it's here, I'm not going to fuck it up again.

Don't tell me I didn't notice you. I noticed every goddamned thing about you.

Yep. A box of dicks, if you will. Actually, that's how I got fired."
"What do you mean?"
"I screwed up and had my prototypes sent to my office. The boxes got piled up outside my cube, and a coworker of mine decided she had to know what was in them, so she opened one. Apparently she wasn't used to being wrist-deep in dicks because she freaked and dropped one on the floor, which of course turned on and vibrated its way just far enough into the hall for a senior VP to trip on. He landed face-first on the floor, broke a wrist and chipped a tooth, and I had to explain that my dick was the culprit.

No one makes it through life without scars. It's impossible.
But they're not signs of shame;
they're badges of honor
showing that you fought and survived.

How did we get here? Once upon a time, Dane and I were happy. We were in love.
In fairy tales, the wedding is always followed by and they lived happily ever after. In real life, I do just means the real work begins.

You're sexy as fuck when you're threatening to end me.

That's right, Ripley. You feel something for me, and it's not a little something. It's big and scary, but it's real.

Jericho Forge doesn't have a single clue what it's like to be the center of someone's world. He's about to find out.

There's nothing I wouldn't do to protect you. I loved you then, and I fucking love you now. If you can't love me knowing that I'd give up everything to keep you safe, including spend the rest of my life in prison, then this is over. There's nothing here to fight for.

He slides one shot glass in front of me and raises his. "To us. We've officially outlasted at least one or two celebrity marriages. Britney Spears comes to mind.

Whether she knew she was mine wasn't the important point in my mind. It was inevitable.

No more fucking goodbyes. You leave? I leave. That's how this works Blue."
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"And I'm done letting other people manipulate our lives to keep us apart. I'm fucking done. You leave, I leave. End of story.

Listen up Blue. You're back in my town. You can hear me. You can see me. You can pretend I'm not here all you want, but I am…. And there's one thing you should know. We aren't fucking done".

Thank you. That means a lot. You probably didn't realize that I was a little jealous of the fact that you're a successful business owner, and I'm just sitting over here with a fake dick and a dream.

I refuse to be anyone's mistake. If anything, I'm a goddamned privilege.

I expected a progress report."

"And I expected to leave the banquet without being blackmailed. Guess we both have to live with disappointment."

"I like your style, Frost.

She's my equal in every way. More than I ever thought I could have. If this is my only chance at happiness, I won't waste it. ... "Get ready, Ace. I'm playing for keeps.

It's amazing how simple things become when priorities are highlighted so brilliantly.

Do you know what would be the height of stupidity?"
"What?"
"To not take every opportunity to do the thing that makes your soul the happiest, especially when someone's willing to pay you for it.

You challenge, rebel against me, and pushed me on every level. I wouldn't have it any other way.

She's mine, and I'll fight heaven and hell to keep her. The sins of the past may not stay buried where they belong , but I refuse to let them rule our future. No man will ever love her as much as I do.

I wanted her.
So I would have her.
That's how life worked when you were Lucas Titan

I don't hate you. Fuck, Justine, I'm in love with you. I could never hate you.

I'm going to touch every inch of you. Memorize you. Drive every other thought from your head except how perfect you are. How much you matter to me.

It seems there's nothing like millions of sparkling stars to make you feel both awestruck and inconsequential

When she'd stepped back into my life, I'd seized the moment. I'd carpe'd the fucking diem.