Tymber Dalton Quotes

I'm not a leather kind of Dom when it comes to practicality. He Smiled " I'm much more a demin kind of Dom." Shayla arched her brow at him. " A demin Dom huh?" he nodded . " Better then a sweating-my-ass-off Dom.

I wasn't gay, had never been fucked up the ass before, but again, the whole being a chuck roast versus having a fucked ass argument made it a no-brainer to me.

He'd spent much of his life wishing he was Kaden, had Kaden's life and family and money... and yes, his girl. And now, at this most critical of times, he desperately wished he could take Kaden's place.

So Kaden could live.

I'm still not doing you

You wake up one morning to realize life has, literally, passed you by. Even though the living felt long and filled with happiness beyond measure, the reliving brings to mind how fleeting time is compared to the stars in the sky above us.

I'm going to miss him like hell when he's gone," she eventually continued. "It's going to rip half my soul out. If you weren't here for me, I would fucking give up and die the minute he quit breathing.

She waited until she finished todo it, resisting the urge to play with herself. But dammit, when they got home she'd wank herself like a four-fisted monkey.

How long have you been in love with me?" he whispered.

"Always.

Can't I just shoot you in the ass with paintball pellets? Those fuckers hurt. I'm an expert marksman with firearms. I could turn your ass red, green, blue, whatever the fuck color you want.

She's getting pushy and borderline bratty. We need to have a talk with her about that."

"Huh?"

"That's almost topping from the bottom."

Seth closed his eyes and quietly swore. "I have no idea what the fuck you just said.

I love you," he whispered, kissing her.

She smiled. "I love you, too."

He was suddenly aware of Kaden lying right there. He looked at his friend.

Kaden smiled. "Still not doing you.

Leah moaned. Not in pain, but in a "oooh, someone's getting fucked soon and I hope it's me" way.

I really mean it when I say I love you."
"Love you too, dude. Still not doing you."
"Not doing you either, buddy.

There was no honor in breaking someone's will. The only honor was in earning someone's trust enough that she willingly wanted to give him what he sought.

This isn't exactly a conversation two guys have over coffee. 'Hey, dude, how well does your wife shave your balls?

Some women need shoes. She needs whips.

We're going to wreck you like we stole you and come back for seconds.

In a fit of Christmas spirit, Kaden had equipped her with a red and green holiday collar, complete with several jingle bells.

Their own little pornographic elf.

You have no right to run me out of here!"

"Yes, I do, because it's my house. I live here now."

He could have dropped his pants and taken a shit on the coffee table and it wouldn't have shocked her as much as that revelation.

"What?

Don't harsh the mellow.