Sarina Bowen Quotes

You haven't stammered and stuttered in a while now that I think about." A grin stretches his sexy mouth. "Could someone finally be warming up to me?"
I warmed up to you the day we met. I melted for you the second you kissed me. ~ Sarina Bowen

He doesn't move.

Please, I beg him inwardly.

Please go up to bed.

It's hard enough to look at his face each day and not feel heartbreak. I can't be close to him right now. I'm afraid I'll give in and kiss him again. The way his hard body had aligned so perfectly with mine is burned in my consciousness. I'll be trying not to remember that for weeks.

I wait, and I ache.

Finally the door clicks open. I hear him exit the car. When the door slams shut, I feel it like a sledgehammer to the heart.

Don't look, I coach myself.

But my self-control isn't infinite. His fair hair glints under the streetlight as his long legs eat up the walkway in just a few paces. Seeing him walk away from me splinters something inside me. ~ Sarina Bowen

The question now isn't whether I want to fool around with this man. The question is how I'm ever going to give it up. ~ Sarina Bowen

Our mouths meet in another kiss. Soft this time. Agonizingly slow. It's not enough. I'll stop it soon, any second now, but not yet. Not until he gives me more. ~ Sarina Bowen

I reach around his body and cup his ass. When my hand finds the toy lodged there, I groan into his mouth. "Do it," he pants. Everything begins to happen very fast. With a firm grasp, I remove the toy, while Wes slicks up my dick. He yanks me off the sofa's back and braces himself against it. "Go," he orders. I come up behind him and grip his hips, the head of my cock sliding between his taut ass cheeks. Just like the other night, I'm floored by the sensation of being skin to skin. There's no barrier between my throbbing dick and his tight ass, and when I drive deep on the first stroke, we both groan with abandon. "Fuck me," he demands when I go still. But I'm too busy savoring the incredible feeling of being inside him without a condom. I roll my hips and he growls like a grumpy bear. "I swear to God, Canning, if you don't move, I'm gonna - " I pull out, then slam right back in. He makes a choked sound, his entire body trembling. "You're gonna what?" I ask mockingly. ~ Sarina Bowen

Give me the D. You know you want to. ~ Sarina Bowen

Dude, it's not like you tied me to the bed and forced yourself on me. I don't know if you remember, but I came like a motherfucker that night." Aw shit. I don't know why I said that. And the flash of heat that travels down to my dick is equally perplexing. Thinking about that night is something I rarely let myself do. It was easily the hottest sexual experience eighteen-year-old Jamie Canning had ever had. But remembering it always confuses me, because I associate it with getting banished from the friendship I valued most. ~ Sarina Bowen

Thank you, Scarlet".
"For what? For being your Tuesday and Thursday girl?"
"For all seven days. Because I think of you on all of them". ~ Sarina Bowen

She hums. And when she lifts her gaze to look me in the eye, it's a challenge not to humiliate myself.I wind her hair around my hand and quietly convert carpentry fractions into decimals. Three eighths is .375. Five eighths is…
She gives a good, hard suck.
"POINT SIX TWO FIVE!" I bellow.
Her mouth makes a popping sound as she releases me. "Come again?"
"I'm trying not to," I gasp. ~ Sarina Bowen

Aw," he whispered, curling into my body. "I love you, too. So much. That's what I've been trying to tell you. Except I sucked your dick instead. ~ Sarina Bowen

Even in the midst of a bad decision, I could still live in the moment. And the moment was fine. ~ Sarina Bowen

The boy could melt granite with that smile. ~ Sarina Bowen

You know," a low voice drawls as a warm hand squeezes my shoulder. "There's time to feed the kitty before we get dressed for the big day." He's so near that parts of me tingle even in my outrage. "Blake," I say, my voice almost a whisper. "Yes," he breathes beside my ear. "I don't have a cat." He lets out a sexy rumble, his thumb trailing down my arm. And it's then that I realize feed the kitty means… "We aren't feeding the kitty or hiding the salami or anything else you can think of to call it. We're just not. There will be no repeats this weekend." He reaches beneath my wet hair and cups the back of my head, his long fingers trailing across my skull. Goosebumps break out all over my body. "Never say never, J-Babe. ~ Sarina Bowen

I'm speechless. But my dick has plenty to say. I'm already hard at the idea of Wes being prepped and ready for me. I drop my mouth onto his and he moans again. My tongue glides across his piercing and we're off to the horny dog races. We kiss as if there's a meteor heading straight for the Toronto metropolitan area. Wes's eager hands roam my ass while I suck on his tongue. His eagerness is like a drug, and I want hit after hit. I can feel how hard he is, even through all of our clothes. He wants me to fuck him, and he's all primed and ready? "Mmm," I moan into his mouth. Sexiest fucking thing I ever heard. That's when the doorbell rings. "Hold that thought," I say, pushing up on one arm. "Nooooo!" Wes lifts both his legs to trap me in them. "No." Kiss. "No." Kiss. "Don't even think about it." Pinning his hands to the quilt is easy, because he's horny to the point of distraction. "Stop it, baby. It's the couch delivery. We're paying seventy-five bucks for them to show up on a Saturday. ~ Sarina Bowen

Maybe it's just that this woman is the answer to a wish I hadn't known I'd made. ~ Sarina Bowen

Next time you put your hands on me at work I'm gonna start moaning like a porn star. ~ Sarina Bowen

But that's how life really is. Sometimes you're the fool who believes everything will be fine in the morning. ~ Sarina Bowen

What we have is rare. The timing sucks. It's inconvenient. But I won't let you pretend like it's nothing. ~ Sarina Bowen

The car begins to rise toward the sixth floor. The elevator buttons wouldn't even work if I pressed one. Only employees can choose a destination, and only if they're approved to go there.
It's like an even more paranoid version of the Death Star. Although, I've been promised tacos, and I don't think the dark lord eats Mexican. ~ Sarina Bowen

Everybody has their shit to shovel,Callahan.Everybody.Now,yours is right up front where everybody can see it.I don't envy you that.But everybody has some,whether you can see it or not. ~ Sarina Bowen

I guess time flies when you're playing hockey every day and getting laid every night. ~ Sarina Bowen

I love your pastel colors and your pedicures. I love that you're more high maintenance than I am and that I can bogart your moisturizer in the morning. I love that you exasperate me at work and you exhaust me in the bedroom. Of course we're going to be together. It's fucking obvious. ~ Sarina Bowen

Why would you complicate our friendship?" I whispered. "Like it's so simple now?" He countered. ~ Sarina Bowen

I spent six years trying to get over you, and it didn't take. Our time is now. ~ Sarina Bowen

Summer's a total cocktease." He shrugs, repeating himself. "It always ends." He's right about that. Summer always ends. ~ Sarina Bowen

You can bite the pillow when I make you scream. ~ Sarina Bowen

I don't like you very much," she says in a small voice.
"You'll like me better when I've tied you to the bed in your parents' cottage."
She makes a noise that's half rage, half lust. Oh, I've got her number. I really do.
"I brought four neckties in preparation, Hermès, of course. Very silky. ~ Sarina Bowen

At the teasing penetration, my hips jerk upward. Wes chuckles and eases his finger deeper, until the pad of it is stroking my prostate. My entire body trembles. Tingles. Burns. He spends a maddeningly long time torturing me with his mouth and finger - no, fingers. He's got two inside me now, rubbing that sensitive place and bringing white dots to my eyes. "Wes," I murmur. He raises his head. His gray eyes are smoky with desire. "Hmmm?" he says lazily. "Stop fucking teasing me and start fucking fucking me," I rasp. "Fucking fucking you? Did you really need two fuckings?" "One's an adverb and one's a verb." My voice is as tight as every muscle in my body. I'm about to go up in flames if he doesn't make me come. His laughter warms my thigh. "I love the English language, dude. It's so creative." "Are we really having this conversation right now?" I growl when his teeth sink into my inner thigh. His fingers are still lodged inside me, but no longer moving. ~ Sarina Bowen

He wants to put ranch dressing on your Hidden Valley ~ Sarina Bowen

With you, there's no such thing as casual. The fire I feel for you won't ever go out. ~ Sarina Bowen

Wes spares the couch a single glance. "Dude, my couch is wearing a condom. ~ Sarina Bowen

Maybe I can convince you to kiss me again. I'm right here, honey. Come get me. ~ Sarina Bowen

I hold him as close as I dare. Even if my entire life goes to shit before breakfast tomorrow, I'll always have this night. ~ Sarina Bowen

Can I borrow a cup of sugar?"
Her smile grows mischievous. "Is that a euphemism? Please say yes. ~ Sarina Bowen

Please," he says. That one word is enough to get me off my bed. I'm standing in the center of our room now, hands on the waistband of my boxers. I yank and let them drop to the floor. And now he's staring at my cock, stroking his. "What do you want?" I ask. And I need him to be specific. This is a very dangerous game we're playing. It will probably end in disaster. But if there's any way I can prevent that, I will. ~ Sarina Bowen

I'm not sure," I answer. "I'll look at our game schedule and his game schedule and see if it works out. But I know Wes would be happy to come if his schedule allows it." All of their faces light up. ~ Sarina Bowen

Lark: You got a phone??? I love the selfie.
Zach: I did. I've joined the 21st Century.
Lark: Does this mean you'll send me a dick pic later?
Zach: Let's not get carried away. ~ Sarina Bowen

Still have your teeth?' Benito asked, smiling. ~ Sarina Bowen

My weakness is him. ~ Sarina Bowen

Remember when I gave you that speech about how everyone has different reactions to massage? Some people fall asleep, some people cry... there's probably a dent in my table from all the boners. ~ Sarina Bowen

I tease and caress for several long moments before slipping my finger inside. My other hand grips his erection. I'm selfish, but I don't want him to come until I'm buried inside him, so I don't take him in my mouth or jerk him as hard as I know he wants. Slow, featherlight strokes are all he gets as I work my finger into his tight hole. ~ Sarina Bowen

Aw, my girl misses her family. "Now that we're dating, come with me to dinner at my folks' house on the weekend." She laughs. "Blake, seriously? You're heading out on a week-long road trip, where I'll bet you'd rather be single." "Nope. I'm going to text you every night. You'll see." "We're not dating," she says. Except she's cuddling me with her entire naked body and stroking my chest lovingly with one hand. "Want to eat ice cream in bed?" I ask. "Yeah," she sighs, the arch of her foot stroking mine. Silly Jessie. We are dating. She just doesn't know it yet. ~ Sarina Bowen

Explain your type again." Ash says. "Let's define the problem."
I squint my eyes, because everyone knows that makes you smarter. I didn't know I had a type, but when I look back at my few exes over the years… yeah, there seems to be a pattern. "Frail-looking, vegetarian or gluten free, intellectual, ironic, good hygiene."
Sadie and Ash just look at me for a beat. "Thank God we're helping you." Ash says. "I mean, what the fuck? Why didn't we notice this before?"
Sadie is nodding.
Ash says, "so we just need to find someone who's huge, a carnivore, doesn't talk, smells manly and… what's the opposite of ironic?"
"I have no idea. Let's simplify it. We're looking for a man, instead of what you've been attracted to."
"What have I been attracted to?"
"Gwyneth Paltrow I'm pretty sure. And every time I see her on TV, I just want to kick her. ~ Sarina Bowen

It freaked me out that you're a guy. And that I let you take the lead. Part of me wants to forget it happened. Most of me wants you to do it again. ~ Sarina Bowen

When a second finger joins the party, his brows draw together. Beads of sweat break out on his forehead. Mine, too. Loosening him up is one of the hottest things I've ever done. It takes all my concentration. Stroking, teasing, twisting, getting him ready for me. ~ Sarina Bowen

Oh, did I mention I'm a stripper?
Some dudes prefer "male entertainer" or "exotic dancer," but I call a spade a spade. I spend two nights a week shaking my crotch in happy women's faces and stripping down to a G-string. Ergo, I'm a stripper. ~ Sarina Bowen

I'll worship her every minute I can for as long as she'll let me, because that's what a real man does with his lady love. He worships her. ~ Sarina Bowen

Blake Riley is a better man than anyone gives him credit for. And I'm ashamed of myself. I'm so fucking ashamed for ever believing that he was just a stupid jock who was incapable of being serious. ~ Sarina Bowen

Loser gives the winner a blowjob," he said just as I swung. ~ Sarina Bowen

screen. Again, he ~ Sarina Bowen

Go nuts, girlfriend." He grins, making his face instantly more familiar. "I told 'em we met when we were both looking after Jamie. But I skipped the part about taking off my pants and daring you to find out if Wesley's massage chair would turn my dick into a real-life vibrator. ~ Sarina Bowen

I laugh hard enough to shake the mattress, but the poor man doesn't even notice. He's too busy grabbing a condom from the nightstand drawer. Too busy stroking his cock as he sheathes himself. Too busy guiding that huge dick to my entrance and falling forward onto one elbow. The penetration is swift. One second I'm achingly empty, the next I'm deliciously full. Blake moans against my neck and drives his hips forward. Then he retreats, a slow, torturous withdrawal until only his tip is inside me, an unbearable tease. My inner muscles clamp tight, trying to draw him in again, but he stays in that position for a moment, his gaze locking with mine. ~ Sarina Bowen

Happiness is being wrapped into a kiss. ~ Sarina Bowen

my lips, I bend down and swipe my tongue over the little slit at his tip. He teased me before, and now it's time for some payback. I'm going to worship every inch of Jamie Canning's cock. I'm going to torment him with my tongue until he can't remember a time when my mouth wasn't on his dick bringing him pleasure. I'm going to - Jamie comes the second I wrap my lips around him. Yup, he fucking comes, and I don't know whether to laugh or groan as he starts to shake with release. In the end I do neither - I suck him all the way down to the base, drawing a strangled cry from his lips as I swallow the salty drops that shoot down my throat. ~ Sarina Bowen

That's not the way it is, Callahan." I grabbed her hands and rolled her closer to me, until our knees touched. "The thing is, we're all fragile. It's just that most of our friends are lucky enough not to know it yet. ~ Sarina Bowen

My dick and I reached an understanding." "Yeah? And what's that?" I ask curiously. He shrugs. "We both like you. ~ Sarina Bowen

Tank: …I would have liked to say a proper goodbye. It's not often that we're in the same state.
Bess: You might be surprised. But I couldn't take the risk of waking you up. After all, you got me naked about four minutes after arriving in your room. So I have no idea what "a proper goodbye" might mean to you. Restraints, probably. And a safe word.
Tank: That sounds about right. Next time, then. ~ Sarina Bowen

It's no accident that I'd named my guitar after a boy. He was as close to a boyfriend as I was likely to get. ~ Sarina Bowen

Ready to come harder than you've ever come in your life?" I ask solemnly, lifting one of his knees up. He smiles. "You sure you want to put that much pressure on yourself, dude?" "No pressure. Just fact. Science has proven it. ~ Sarina Bowen

He moves further onto the bed, making room for me. Then he beckons. And there isn't enough money, fame or fortune in the world to keep me from obeying. I'm on that bed a second later. His arms reach for me, pull me in. We're side by side, chest to chest. And Jamie Canning is kissing me again. ~ Sarina Bowen

With one smooth thumb she brushed water off my cheekbone. The sweep of her skin against mine was at once familiar and electrifying. Whenever she touched me, I felt as if I'd loved her my whole life. ~ Sarina Bowen

... I want a guy in my life. I want a partner, and kids. I'd go gay for you, hon, but adoption is expensive. And then there's the matter of your not having a dick."

"It's always something with you. ~ Sarina Bowen

Why hasn't anyone ever told me the prostate was some kind of magical pleasure zone? Are there unicorns and orgasm fairies dancing around in there? ~ Sarina Bowen

You want me to humiliate myself without coffee?" I grumble. "That's cold. ~ Sarina Bowen

I can also see myself in a relationship with him. I can see myself being happy with him and never feeling like things were lacking. ~ Sarina Bowen

Did he open the wrong... "Probably shouldna opened all those drawers," Blake carries on, rubbing his chin. "Ya can't unsee some of those toys. But everybody has to have his own kinda fun. ~ Sarina Bowen

Then she dropped it and asked. "Did you…deflower him?" Ugh. "Hello, this is 1865 calling. They want their word back. ~ Sarina Bowen

Zach was beautiful on his worst day. But a horny Zach was a thing of fantasies. ~ Sarina Bowen

He's already one up on me. He's been on the receiving end of a couple of Hottie's kisses.
I've got nothing. It's the first time I've ever been jealous of my dog. ~ Sarina Bowen

Humans are interdependent by choice. You have a burden of guilt, and it's brave of you to want to carry it yourself. But it's foolish not to let others help you. Give some of it away to your parents and your friends. And when they need your help, you'll be strong enough to support them, too. ~ Sarina Bowen

I was as good as resisting Griff Shipley as Homer Simpson was at resisting a donut. ~ Sarina Bowen

Loving Chastity isn't a big decision I made. It just happened. And as for the rest of the big decisions coming my way, they aren't as scary as they were a few hours ago.
So long as we're together, I think I can handle all the other stuff. ~ Sarina Bowen

Two big hands cup my ass and pull me down onto his face. When his tongue glides over me, I almost come on the spot. Taking a breath, I grasp his cock in one hand and lower my mouth to his engorged head. I give a tiny lick, then breathe out, "Better?" His response is a hungry growl punctuated by the brush of his tongue on my clit. I wrap my lips around him and suck gently, the salty flavor of him tickling my tongue and heating my blood. He tastes delicious. He's thick and hard and throbbing in my mouth, and it's the hottest thing in the whole damn world. I don't know how long we lie in this position, torturing each other with greedy licks and deep sucks, but just as the first tingles of orgasm warm the base of my spine, Blake abruptly yanks me off of him and flips me over. "Cheezus!" he spits out. "If I don't fuck you right now, I'm gonna die, Jessie. ~ Sarina Bowen

Look. I'm sorry I led you on at Jamie's wedding. I shouldn't have let you…uh…do stuff to me. It was good--"
"I do good work," I say with a nod. ~ Sarina Bowen

That dude is a lot like a big, drooly dog. Doesn't matter if he just met you, he wants to lick your face and hump your leg ~ Sarina Bowen

I bunch his hair between my fingers and tug his head up. "Get on your back." "Not done with you," he mumbles. "Trust me." His eyes gleam as he shifts onto his side. Then he grins and rolls over, propping his hands behind his head and awaiting my next move. The ache between my legs is unbearable, making it difficult to move. I order my shaky limbs to cooperate, and climb onto his muscular body, twisting around so that my butt is wiggling in his face and his massive erection is at eye level with me. "Fuck," he gasps. "Yeah, babe, that's what I like to see. ~ Sarina Bowen

This man is wrecking me. I'm wrecked. ~ Sarina Bowen

Wes growls when I come in his mouth, but he doesn't stop sucking until I'm limp and mindless. As the aftershocks of the orgasm continue to flutter through my sated body, I vaguely register that he's beside me now. Kissing my neck. Stroking my abs. Nuzzling my beard with his cheek. "Fucking love this beard," he whispers. "Fucking love you," I whisper back. ~ Sarina Bowen

But here's the thing about family,Ryan...blood doesn't mean sh*t. You just need to surround yourself with people who do love you, and they become your family. ~ Sarina Bowen

I cupped my aching balls and tried to take a deep breath. My chest was tight from wanting him. He was right there - his hip touching mine. I wanted to bend down and take him in my mouth. I wanted it so badly I could taste it. ~ Sarina Bowen

Last I saw him, he was sucking on a bottle of whiskey like he was trying to make it come. ~ Sarina Bowen

There's some work to do there, but I like a challenge. If I'm patient, I can make her realize that a second chance is a rare and special thing. There are obstacles - jobs and lives. But those things could work themselves out.
There's no way I'm letting Skye walk out of my life a second time. It's not happening. ~ Sarina Bowen

Our mouths fit together so perfectly. Every time we kiss, I fall even more in love with him, and it has nothing to do with sex or lust. It's him. His closeness and his scent and the way he soothes me. ~ Sarina Bowen

Jamie - "Shame the Bruins got punished by the Ducks last month."
I see the flash of arrogance return at lightning speed.
Wes - "That was a fluke. And a terrible call in the third. Your wing tripped over his own duck feet."
Jamie - "With a little help from your D-man."
Wes - "Oh fuck that. Twenty bucks says the Ducks don't make it past the first round this year."
Jamie - "Twenty is all you're willing to bet? Sounds like you're afraid. Twenty and a YouTube video proclaiming my greatness."
Wes - " Done, but when you lose, you make that video in a Bruins T-shirt."
Jamie - "Sure." I shrug. And just like that, the night gets easier. ~ Sarina Bowen

I missed out on twelve years with my girl, and I don't want to miss another second. ~ Sarina Bowen

Thank you for that selfless act of research on my behalf. ~ Sarina Bowen

You're not competing for him, dumbass. He's already yours. ~ Sarina Bowen

What would you rather talk about?" He blinks not so innocently, knowing exactly how close to the edge I am. "Nothing," I sputter. "I'd rather talk about nothing!" Wes makes a tsking sound. "That doesn't bode well for our impending marriage, sweetheart. Communication is key." I glare at him. "Then tell your mouth to start communicating with my dick, dude. Because if you don't make me come in the next five seconds, I'm going to - " "Going to what?" he mocks, and I moan in dismay when his fingers slip out. Chuckling, Wes climbs up my body, grabs both my wrists and shoves them up over my head. "Tell me what you'll do, Canning. ~ Sarina Bowen

Back then, my whole world orbited around this man. Even now I feel my world tilt subtly in his direction. He has his own gravitational pull. ~ Sarina Bowen

Who could forget him? Zachariah was a thing of beauty. ~ Sarina Bowen

Everybody has their shit to shovel, ~ Sarina Bowen

Grumpy Wes stomps into the bedroom and I follow him, because it's one of two functional rooms in our place. I set down the coffee maker and watch while he throws off his shirt and climbs onto our giant bed. "Would you please get over here?" he whines. "It's an emergency." "It's a good thing you're so attractive," I mutter as I ditch my shoes. "I had no idea that stepping into a store turned you into cryin' Ryan." I walk over to the bed where a shirtless, ripped man lies waiting for me, his expression burning up with lust. ~ Sarina Bowen

Rather than answer, he just moans again. Low, agonized. Shit, he's desperate for it. I guess I would be too if I'd walked around all day with a plug rubbing on my prostate. I smooth my hand down his strong back, then lean in and plant a kiss between his shoulder blades as I withdraw again. "I like you like this," I murmur. "That sexy ass in the air. Having you at my mercy. Hearing you beg. ~ Sarina Bowen

I'm supposed to be here taking measurements, but I haven't even brought a measuring tape. And it's not the apartment I need to measure -- it's the size of my balls. ~ Sarina Bowen

Everyone has a time when they need a lot more than they can give. It doesn't matter how much you hate it. It's just true. ~ Sarina Bowen

Jamie Canning was my first crush and my first love. But he was never mine to have. ~ Sarina Bowen

I, James," my beautiful brother echoes, "take you, Ryan, to be my friend and husband." "To be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of perfect health." My brother repeats the vow. "In times of joy and inevitable sorrow, in times of failure and in times of glory, I promise to cherish and respect you, to care for and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay by your side, forever. ~ Sarina Bowen

Two seconds later, he's there. And I'm stretching out on him like a blanket, and jamming my tongue into his mouth. Jamie moans, but I'm too wrapped up in the taste of him to worry about it. I have my fingers in his hair and his hot, hard body under mine and it's everything I've ever wanted. He's not hating life, either. His hips roll beneath me, his cock bumping and scraping against mine. It aches. My balls are tight already. Rubbing off on him feels amazing, and I love that his sweet mouth is a prisoner of mine. But I don't want to come yet. ~ Sarina Bowen

When he finally goes still, I raise my head with a sigh. "Really, dude? That was like two seconds. You have the stamina of a pre-teen." His shoulders tremble as he rolls over on his side in hysterics. "I guess you've still got it," he chokes out between laughs. Climbing up the mattress, I ease in behind him, yanking his big body toward me. He stiffens for a second, then relaxes, his taut ass nestling against my groin, his back flush to my chest. ~ Sarina Bowen

if you want to be happy again, you have to truly accept the things that aren't ever happening. Everybody has their shit to get over. Like, I'm never having parents that give a fuck about me. ~ Sarina Bowen