Hush Hush Lucia Franco Quotes

That look right there is what's got my dick hard. Your body responding to my touch. You feel good and I feel good, sweetheart. It's that simple,

Our story isn't done, but the book is being forced closed.

Submissive women are strong women, they just want someone who's stronger than them.

That's what you are, though. You're a fucking whore who I just happened to fall in love with.

He's all about preserving time and I'm curious to know why.

It puts the lotion on its skin or it gets the cock again.

Which room is yours? The last thing I want is to fuck you on my daughter's bed.

James?" "Hmm?" My jaw trembles. "Make love to me?" "Sweetheart, I've been making love to you all along.

James was right. Letting go of my control and transferring it to him is empowering.

James Riviera is the definition of sex.

I read years ago that a horseshoe is supposed to protect from evil and negative energy, if you believe in that sort of thing.

Life is a collection of moments,

Money can buy a lot of things, but it can't buy moments, and those are priceless.

If you don't leave now, I'm going to make you mine forever. It's what you want. It's what I fuckin' want, and we both know it. Last chance, sweetheart.

We met by a cruel chance of fate. Becoming your lover was part of the job, but falling for you… I had no control. I didn't stand a chance.

What he says is exactly what I fear, because I feel the same.

Let go," he orders again, his voice low and in control. "Fly with me.

I want to say something slick, like "for five million you can do whatever you want," but I don't. Truth is, even without the money, I would let him touch me like this.

Life is a collection of moments," he reads. His voice washes over me and I lean in. "When I'm six feet under, my story will still be here because memories don't die. They'll live on.

We're gonna get too attached," I yell at his back before he leaves the room. My voice cracks a little, but that doesn't stop him from walking away. "Too fuckin' late for that, sweetheart.

The only thing I want is for someone to want me the way I want them. To want all of me, not just a few parts of me. I want to connect emotionally and mentally and just have fun with someone. Life's too fucking short.

The day could be shit, the absolute fuckin' worst kind of hell, but when you're with that person who just gets you, who makes you feel good just by smiling at them, who knows what you like, and likes it too, none of that shit matters anymore, because when you're lost inside them, everything fixes itself.

Sex is how you connect with another person. It's where you see their vulnerabilities and insecurities, where you want to make them forget everything but remind them you're there for them. When you're both into each other and understand each other's minds, it's a deeper connection. It's how the intimacy grows.

Then get lost inside me and I'll take care of us. I need you to, because I'm already lost to you. I'm fucked, Aubrey. I don't know what I'm going to do, because I already know when our time is up I'm not going to be able to watch you walk away. I'm just not. I don't know what our future holds, but I do know I want you in it.

This craving I have for you is not fucking normal. You're all I can think about—you’re what I want, what I need, like I need air to breathe. I've never had this before, and my gut is telling me to chase it. I’m not giving up on this… you.

I told you, Aubrey, you're my world. You make me feel young and what it's like to be happy again. You're my light, what I look forward to every day I wake up. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do for you.

What I feel for you scares the shit out of me. Every move I make, everything I think about, it involves you in some way.

We're going to feel every bit, so we never forget who we belong to.

To be loved so profoundly and manage to still give it in return is a feeling one would never understand unless they lived it fully. This is what life is all about and the meaning behind why we're here. I

I was going to tell you I want Valentina tonight." Excitement sparkles in my eyes, but he shakes his head. "But I don't. I just want you. Always and forever, just…you, Aubrey.

Finding a partner who accepts their flaws and sins and lets them loose is what causes the emotion to bloom. In the end we're all after the same thing—we want someone to want us the way we are.

Val can wait until this weekend," he says, and my brow creases in confusion. "We're going to Tahiti for a week. I already have it set up and cleared your schedule with your assistant, and I made sure the cats are well taken care of." My eyes widen in surprise, my heart rushing fast from excitement. Before I can respond, James says one more thing that makes me a goner for him all night. "Right now, give me my Aubrey and let me make music with her body.

I want us to have a place to call our own, where we can continue creating more moments. I want everything with you, Aubrey. A marriage, a home. I'm in this for life, sweetheart, and I'm ready to take the next step with you.

Emotionally, sexually, physically connecting to another person, these are the three basic needs a person with a beating heart seeks every day. You can't have one and not the other.

When I say I love you more, it's because I can't imagine you can feel more than what I already do.

I smile pleasantly at him, my hands flat on his chest. "It wasn't as bad, but James? If you look at that woman in the hideous yellow frock one more time, I'm going to bite your dick when it's in my mouth tonight," I say, my voice sugary sweet. I pat his chest and flutter my lashes through the knives I'm throwing at him. "Understand?

Make love to me," I whisper. "I already told you, sweetheart. I've been making love to you the whole time.

There's something to be said about two people coming together," he says, his voice raw as it caresses down my neck. "The day could be shit, the absolute fuckin' worst kind of hell, but when you're with that person who just gets you, who makes you feel good just by smiling at them, who knows what you like, and likes it too, none of that shit matters anymore, because when you're lost inside them, everything fixes itself.

In the end we're all after the same thing—we want someone to want us the way we are.

She's the light of my life, my other half, my best friend, my lover, and the reason I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack from how fast my heart is racing. She's everything I could ever want and imagine and more.