Samanthe Beck Quotes

He bit his lip to keep from screaming like a little girl. I can't believe you were afraid to ride on my bike. You drive this car (a Mini Cooper) around as if a collision with anything bigger than a gnat swarm wouldn't turn it into a rolling coffin. - Tyler to Ellie

Baby, I'm the oldest of three boys. I can handle a fist to the face, an elbow to the ribs, even a flying tackle. But a woman's tears? They scare me, straight to the bone.

Sometimes the journey to love involves some bumpy detours, as any girl with an - ex-fiance will tell you. But I've learned a smooth trip isn't particularly important. Getting there is what matters.

You're a tough, fragile, brave, cowardly woman.

The door swung open and three pint-sized...hookers...stared up at him, their glitter-glossed smiles slowly disappearing from their over painted faces.

You need me to strip you naked, bend you over my bed, and slide my cock inside you until you forget what it feels like not to have me filling you. And once you've come so hard you can't stand, you need me to flip you around, hike your legs over my shoulders, and do it again, head-on, until you scream loud enough to have management banging on the door. The only open question left in my mind is the order.

She called him sweet. Next she'd be calling him nice,and if that happened, he might as well tie a big pink bow around his balls and hand them over." - Tyler

She'd subjugate her own wants and needs to suit him. Same old Chelsea.

You didn't care about anything except my tongue tracing the path of your thong. All the way down…" Rafe St. Sebastian

What are you wearing?" She'd never done this before, but a mutual exchange of information seemed reasonable. "Santa suit.

I warned you the next time you spread your legs for me, I wouldn't be a gentleman. Did you expect a gentleman, Chelsea?" Rate St. Sebastian

This sweet little spot needs some TLC. Here's the deal, Soph. You admit it was me you thought about when you got dressed this evening, and I'll kiss it better.

Researchers could probably explain how the combination of thick black hair, riveting green eyes, and a slow, confident smile provoked some cascade of estrogen designed to fool the female mind into confusing a simple kiss with a merging of souls.

I'm not going to be gentle, because we both know you don't want gentle. I'm going to torment you until you're stiff and aching - until even the whisper of my breath on your skin makes you moan.

he cupped her chin, traced her lips, and slid two fingers inside. A shockingly intimate and inexplicably controlling move - as if he intended to invade and possess every part of her. Even though the notion disturbed her, she couldn't help tightening her lips to keep him there. He groaned his approval, then took a deep breath, opened his eyes and met hers in the mirror. "It's about to get rough.

He's assisting me with a personal project."

Melody grinned. "Uh-huh, right. You couldn't find your tonsils so he stopped by to help you look for them. Search to be continued this Friday. If you want my advice, you should have him hunt for something really important, like your G-spot.

Keep smiling at me like that, though, and I'm liable to commit at least three sins with your mouth alone. You'll have to make a special trip to church once I'm done with you.

I hate to tell you this, but it's not my birthday. Do I still get the present? ~ Michael McCade

Time means nothing and when you find the right person, you just know.

Sorry. I had to put out a fire." "You had to put out a fire here, on your day off?" "Uh-huh." Technically, the fire in question had been in her panties, but no need to go into those details.

Did you get a secret thrill out of sitting across from me, eating a civilized dinner while pretending not to know you were teasing my cock?" Rate St. Sebastian

You're not on vacation, Bluelick. No sitting still while I do all the work. I'm going to give you my tongue again. This time I expect you to use it. We're going right to the edge, but not over. Understand?

That's right. Watch closely, so there's no fucking way you can miss how indisputably beautiful you are, because I don't intend to argue about this again. The next time I tell you you're gorgeous, you're going to say, 'Damn right I am.

Late or not, you bloomed just fine. I enjoy spending time with you, and it's got nothing to do with our deal.

... she turned to him with her hands on her hips and said, "Take off your shoes and go stand in the corner."
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me. I warned you not to push me, but you did. Now you're going to get the lesson you asked for."
She looked sexy as hell, standing there all stern and irritated. "Sophie, are you going to…discipline me?

You can't put a price on forgiveness." He kissed the other thigh. "I forgive you." "I'm afraid I can't accept words.

Have you seen your butt in jeans? Until you have, you're not qualified to comment.

Logan McCade. Paging Logan 'Pantyripper' McCade. Please return to your conference call.