Natasha Madison Quotes

Dance with me" ...
"Every single day of my life.

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Can you explain to me why one minute I want to run you over frontward and backward, and then the next, I want to kiss you till I have no more air left?

I love you," he says. "I never thought I would find my piece till you."
My hand goes to his face.
"You, Karrie, you're my missing piece, the piece I need to live, the piece I need to breathe, the piece I need to go on.

I want you … Only you. You drive me absolutely fucking crazy, and you keep me on my fucking toes. You make me want everything, and I've never wanted everything. I've only wanted me. Now, I want you and everything that comes with you.

You think because I do this job, it gives you the right to dissect my life and everything that goes on in it?" I shake my head. "It's no one's fucking business if I go home and play bongos naked."
Her eyebrows shoot up when I say that. "You play the bongos naked?"
"That is beside the point and off the record.

I want to fucking ravish her. I want to fucking own her. I want her to feel me all over her. I want her yesterday, I want her tomorrow, I want her always.
I sit up, looking into her eyes. "It's forever. You know this, right?"
"Promise?" she asks me with bated breath.

It's you."
"Me?" She puts her hand to her chest.
"It's you, it's only you, it's you everywhere." Rubbing my face, I lean back on the little desk she has in the room before I fall, and she walks over to me."
"It's always been you," she says, and now she stands in front of me, and we are eye-to-eye, "from the minute I met you.

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You left me," she says the three words that cut me. "You just left me." She turns in my arms now. "You left me, and I had to learn how to breathe without my chest hurting. I had to learn how to go an hour without wanting to call you. I had to learn how to wake up and pretend I was okay. I had to learn how to live again." She puts her head down and cries, and I pull her into my arms. "I can't survive that again."
"You don't have to. You won't ever have to.

I will always treat you with respect. I will treat you like a queen, my queen, because that is what you deserve. You deserve that and so much more … Let me in, Marissa … Let me in, baby, so I can do all of that for you and more.

She's nothing more than a crazy chick with a tight ass. Who will get me coffee daily."
"Oh, really?" Her voice cuts through the air … "Well then, I'm happy I could assist you in your day," she snorts, coming in and dumping the bags on the table in front of us. "I also got something for your friend," she huffs and then walks away. This time slamming the door on her way out.
"Oh fuck, you are in so much fucking trouble. Dude, she is going to fucking string you up by the balls.

When did you fall out of love with me?" I ask him softly.
"Never," he says.

Girlfriend doesn't even come close to what you are to me." He kisses me again on my hip this time. "You're more than just my girlfriend." He kisses the other hip. "You're my lover." He kisses the lower part of my stomach. "You're my tomorrow … You're my forever.

Let me make you happy. Fuck, let me be happy, too." My thumbs gently stroke her cheeks. "Please," I whisper my plea, hoping like hell she gives in to the inevitability of us.

You look at me and see me. That makes you worth everything.

I love her with everything I have. I love her like I have loved no other.
That moment you see the person who owns your heart, who can destroy you. Knowing that without her, you are going to be half the man you should be. Knowing that only with her, your heart beats normal; knowing that only with her, everything is going to be okay.

We are way past being friends. Because I'm about to do very dirty things to you, things that friends don't do with each other." He yanks me to his side, leaning down and nipping my lower lip. "Dirty, dirty things.

I've never loved anyone but you … I've loved you my whole life.

The blonde turns to me. "So, how you doing?" she says in her best Joey Tribbiani voice.
That she is trying to use the best line ever to be said, I smirk thinking I might have found my soul mate. Okay, maybe my sex mate, for the night.

You can't just walk away from me, Vivienne, because I'd follow you," I tell her. "I'd follow you wherever you go.