Quote by Joanna Wylde Download Open image ““Guys from Roseburg could do it. Thoughts?”” — Joanna Wylde ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.9 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“You’re all mine, babe. Knew it the first time I saw you. Couldn’t give you up if I tried.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Marie Caroline Jensen, will you marry me?” he asked suddenly, looking right into my eyes. I bit my lip, trying to decide how long… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“He knew it. He just didn’t care, and a man who’d stopped caring was dangerous as fuck.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“I want to own every part of you,” he continued, his breath hot against my skin. “I want to throw you face-first across this… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
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“I’m with you, Em. Don’t doubt that, okay? No matter what happens or what you hear…Promise?” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Open your mouth,” Liam told me. I shook my head. He pushed forward into me again, and his dick felt even bigger and harder… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“I’ll be your old lady and I’ll wear your patch. But if you ever let some bitch shove her tits in your face again,… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Why hasn’t Marie shot you yet?” “Because I’m not in denial about what my cock wants,” Horse replied. “I piss her off, I get… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“You want the freedom to sleep around. I'm not willing to give you that. I want more. Sounds like we have a fundamental difference… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
