Oh god Quote by Tessa Bailey Download Open image ““Oh God,” she groaned. “We just named your penis. Honeymoon’s over.”” — Tessa Bailey ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.8 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Oh god
“So...goddamn...good. But I don’t want it to end yet.”... “Oh screw it.” I dug my fingers into his firm ass and moved with him,… — Linda Kage Copy Share Image
“Oh screw it.” I dug my fingers into his firm ass and moved with him, urging him to quicken the pace. “We can have… — Linda Kage Copy Share Image
“My name,” I whispered in her ear, and she shivered with pleasure. “Say my name again. Not in anger, or disgust, but as you… — J.J. McAvoy Copy Share Image
“After a long pause in which he took the time to blink several times, he asked, "You named your breasts?" I turned my back… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“She bared her teeth at me. “Screw you, shifter!” “Ah, is our honeymoon period over so quickly? You wanted to jump my bones just… — Cori Moore Copy Share Image
“I almost forgot. It’s our anniversary.” “What?” I asked, bolting upright. “We’ve been married a year already?” “Not that anniversary.” “Oh, whew. So, on… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“The honeymoon phase was over. He still called me his girl, still held me like I meant everything and I really wanted to believe… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“We returned to the hotel and had intercourse. I like that word intercourse . It poses only a limited range of possibilities.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“What’s his name?” he rasped, trying to hold his orgasm in check until he knew. “What’s his fucking name?” — Andrea Smith Copy Share Image
“Holy shit... but we were using condoms." Pink tinged her cheeks. "Not the weekend at the lodge." He leaned over and lowered his voice.… — Katie Ashley Copy Share Image
“Your promised me a round of angry sex.” He hummed softly, with obvious relish. “I’m waiting for it baby.” “Not sure you want your… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“If you keep working that hot little tongue against mine, I’ll have no choice but to fuck you.” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Next time you bend over a table, I’m going to wrap all that hair around my fist and pull your head back. I want… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“How do you manage to see the best in everyone, Willa, but only the worst in yourself?” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“You might have seen us on YouTube. The Boo Squad? We get a lot of hits." "Was one of them in the head?” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Daniel?” “Tell me, sunshine.” Inhaling his scent like a lifeline, she leaned in and spoke urgently against his ear. “Take me home. Make it… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Don't argue with me about this." She scoffed. "Oh, this isn't an argument. That implies you might win.” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“The sound of pages flipping, the call of a gull, along with the muffled roar of the ocean and Samantha’s humming…all of it worked together to calm something in him. Odd, considering he’d always thought himself a low key man. But nothing compared to the peace that stole over him with this woman on his lap. It was bone deep,… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share
“Listen to me.” He waited for her nod. “You’re going to take me somewhere now where I can see you without your panties on. I’m going to get you off good and hard, maybe a few times. And then, Honey, we’re going to talk.” He bucked his hips into her twice. “But first, I’m going to fuck you so dirty,… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share
“That was for the hard-on I’ll be walking around with tonight. And you’ll goddamn wear the imprint of my hand on your ass for… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“ I decided when, where, and with whom my first time happened. No one made that decision for me. And I don’t regret it. I’m sorry if you do. Won’t let it happen again.” “Don’t put words in my mouth. I don’t regret it. I’ll never regret it. I just wish you would have told me.” He brushed the hair… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share
“Sex. He wants lots and lots of blowjobs. Oh god, I’m starring in a low-rent porno. Or worse… He” — R.S. Grey Copy Share Image
I don't mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“When we arrived at the wedding at Marlboro Man’s grandparents’ house, I gasped. People were absolutely everywhere: scurrying and mingling and sipping champagne and laughing on the lawn. Marlboro Man’s mother was the first person I saw. She was an elegant, statuesque vision in her brown linen dress, and she immediately greeted and welcomed me. “What a pretty suit,” she… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
Sometimes during a show or a film, while you're shooting it, you'll think, "This is great, it's going to be fantastic, the script is incredible, and the actors are great, and everything is working out brilliantly." And then you see it, and you kind of go, "Oh god, it's not as good as I thought it was," and it doesn't… — Aidan Turner Copy Share
“…she made a poem on it at once, the lines singing themselves through her consciousness without effort. With one side of her nature she liked writing prose best– with the other she liked writing poetry. This side was uppermost tonight and her very thoughts ran into rhyme. A great, pulsating star hung low in the sky over Indian Head. Emily… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share
I've been single forever, and, oh God, I love every minute of it. I don't wish to sound offensive, and it always does when… — Diana Rigg Copy Share Image
“Oh God, you’re one of those pimps that takes girls off the streets and gets them addicted to drugs and turns them into prostitutes,… — Samantha Towle Copy Share Image
“Oh God. I'm losing it. Everyone knows this is how criminals get caught. They add too many details and trip themselves up.” — Sophie Kinsella Copy Share Image
“You sure are determined to get his clothes off." She shook her head. "I am not!" My words were a little too loud. Great.… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Oh, God, thou art the stagnant environment." All is quackery: these religions whose very existence depend on their failure, are so full of misery and confusion, have only multiplied arguments, as full of argument as they are evil, so crowded with non-essentials, being so barren of any free pleasure in this life or another, I cannot uphold their doctrines. Their… — Austin Osman, Spare Copy Share
“I went to my grandmother, your great-great-grandmother, and asked her to write a letter. She was my mother's mother. Your father's mother's mother's mother. I hardly knew her. I didn't have any interest in knowing her. I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for… — Jonathan Safran Foer Copy Share
