Stella Rhys Quotes

I'm not trying to fuck you. Don't get me wrong, I want to. I've wanted to for a long goddamned while and I've pictured in you in bed more times than you want to imagine but trust me, if I was trying go fuck you, Taylor, you'd know it.

Yeah, on that note, I'm leaving. I'd prefer not to sit here and watch you get actively hard over Aly Stanton.

I needed you today," he said softly, his forehead on mine. "I didn't even know how bad. I'm just so fucking glad you're here.

Once upon a time, I'd been dependent on whatever toxic brand of pleasure she breathed into my lungs.

I didn't know what we were or what we were doing and I was sure it was a bad idea.
But I didn't know when I was going to meet another Lia.
And everything felt too damned good to stop.

This is all I need," he breathed. "All I need is you. No one makes me feel like this. You make me feel so fucking good, Lia. So. Fucking. Good.

Oh, come on, Aly," she frowned, patting my knee. "It's going to be fine. I'm sure that you two can coexist platonically under one roof. And if for some reason, you fall out of the shower one day and land on his cock, that wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, right?

Tits. Ass. Cock. I know those words, Mason, and I know you think I'm so deeply prissy and vanilla but I'm actually a big girl, so you can go ahead and use them on me."…
"You want it then?" His mutter was raspy and low and his eyes burned so deep into mine I felt paralyzed before he even spoke. "Fine, Taylor," he whispered, pressing his hand down hard on my thigh. "You walked in here and the first thing I thought of was how goddamned good you looked and how bad I wanted to rip that dress off those perfect tits of yours. I thought about what you'd look like in those boots and those boots alone and it turned me into a fucking crazy person for a second because I had some very real thoughts about grabbing you, taking you home and fucking you on my bed till I could hear those pretty lips screaming my name. does that get the point across or do you want to hear just how hard and deep I imagined my cock inside you."
Holy fuck.
Just like that, panties ruined.

You roped me in, you chased me and you got me basically hooked on you. But you're keeping me at a distance because while I'm sure you like me, you like me best for one thing, and that's sex."
"That's not true," Lukas said without missing a beat.
"No?" I crossed my arms. "Prove it.

At this point I'm pretty sure I have everything I need to be happy," I said, blushing a little as I looked up to meet his eye.
"I'm pretty sure I do too," he said, holding his gaze. "Actually I know that if you ever so much as think you're missing something, I'll find it for you," he promised sweetly, rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. "Because I've honestly only ever wanted you to be happy.

So, this is a date."
"No. It's not a date," she corrected hastily. "It's just…foreplay."
I could feel the dirtiness in my smirk. "I can work with that.

We face probably a hundred forks in the road over the course of our lives and I guarantee you no one has ever lived to make the right decision every time. But you can't get the past back and you can't spend your life wishing you could. You just have to trust that if you're not in the right place right now, the steps you take from this point forward will get you there.

I love the mundane moments I fall deeper in love with you and you have no idea.

You haven't fucked anyone in three years, Lia, and your plan is to fuck someone else so you don't give into your temptation to fuck me. And if we're being blunt here, that kind of fucking pisses me off."
… "So what?" she huffed. "I still reserve the right to sleep with whoever else I want."
"No." I stepped forward. "That's not how it's going to work"
"Shut up! Are you really going to be that person who's known me a week and tries to tell me who I'm allowed to fuck?"
"No, I'm going to be that person who fucks you and gives you want you need because you know you don't actually want anyone else," I muttered, walking into her despite her hands pushing my chest. "You're attracted to me, aren't you? You haven't been this attracted to anyone in a while. I woke up your need to fuck, so if you're planning on fucking someone, why isn't it the person you actually want?" I removed her hands from my chest and held them at her sides. "Why go for your second choice when your first wants you just as bad?

His stare never left mine, his blue eyes hot and harsh, piercing my soul as he fucked me mercilessly against the wall.

I'm going to need you to do something besides the deer in headlights look. You're giving everyone the impression that I brought you here at gunpoint."
I rolled my eyes. "You're sweet."
"Seriously. Looking even moderately enthused will do."
"Yeah, duly noted. How could I say no to such a sweet and sensitive boyfriend?"
Mason smirked… "I didn't realize sweet and sensitive was what you wanted."
"I think that's what most girlfriends want, but I understand that you wouldn't know that," I replied, averting my eyes as Mason watched me gather my hair over one shoulder.
"Duly noted. If that's what works with you, then here." One step forward and Mason was suddenly inches from me. The breath hitched in my throat as he locked his gaze on mine. Shit.

I thought we were well past this game by now."
"What game?" I blushed.
"The one where you act like I'm faking my physical attraction to you. You got my dick hard as a fucking rock in public yesterday. I think you should know by now that I genuinely enjoy looking at you and that it's going to be torture for me tonight.
"I struggled to muster up a response. "What…what do you mean?"
"That I'm gonna get to watch you all night tonight – wear you on my arm, look at you, touch you. But I can't go anywhere beyond that and if we're being honest here, it's going to fucking suck.