Kristen Proby Quotes

No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all, you’re the only one who knows the sound of my heart from the inside.

Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.

I’ve fallen in love with a beautiful, sexy, sweet, jealous control freak. Shit.

When I take you, you’ll know exactly what we’re doing, what you’re feeling, and I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbors know my name. -Will M.

Nat, how do you spell orgasm?" "You don't spell it, you feel it

Honey, I don’t run. If you ever see me running, you’d better start running too ‘cause that means that something is chasing me.” – Meg

He could melt glaciers with that smile. End wars. Resolve the national debt crisis.

I want to kiss him for caring enough to be jealous, and smack the shit out of him for being so jealous he’s almost blind with it.

I call you sunshine,' he whispers and brushes his knuckles down my face, 'because when you smile, you light me up inside.

I need your strength. Yes i am a badass, but there are times that i need someone to hold me up too, and i didn't know until i found you that that doesn't make me weak, it means i have finally found my partner.

Because you're the first woman I've brought into my home and all I can think about is getting your beautiful body naked and fucking you senseless. I need to know if there is any competition. I don't share, Natalie.

The best thing I ever did in my life was make you mine, Stace.

We teach people how to treat us. If you don’t put up with shit, and don’t settle for anything less than respect, that’s what you’ll get. But if you let the douchebags walk all over you and treat you like you’re disposable, then that’s what you’ll always get.

I brought music." I pull my iPhone and ear buds out of my bra and plug them in my ears. "What else do you have in there?

Brynna replies "I think you spell it c-o-c-k. But you're not suppose to spell it, Jules, you're suppose to suck it

We aren't going to fuck, Meg. Even when it's hard and fast or a little rough or a lot dirty, I'm not fucking you. In the kitchen, in the bedroom, on my car, or any damn where I want to take you, will not be fucking. Fucking is for strangers or people who don't give a shit about each other.

His name is Daddy now,

Oh, sunshine,' I whisper and smile gently. 'Haven't you figured out that I'm completely in love with you?

You. Are. So. Amazing.” His soft lips brush over mine, back and forth, over and over again as he begins to move inside me. “Rock with me, baby.

You never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have.

Encore!" Mark yells out. "With less clothes. Except you Sam, keep your shit on.

You make me forget how to breathe.

Megs to Jules “Go get your apagasms.

So, my conservative-looking, suit-wearing boss has a tattoo and has his penis pierced?” I ask with a smile. Nate laughs and takes another pull on his beer. “Yes. You didn’t seem to mind the piercing, if memory serves correctly.

Don’t cry,” he whispers. “Just let me do what I do best, baby. Let me take care of you.” “It’s hard for me to let people in, Leo.” “I’m already in,” he reminds me. “And I’m not going anywhere.

Yeah, I got her,” Will confirms. “Who you got?” I ask. “You, drunk girl. Come on.” He turns to lead me toward the exit, and I start to follow him, but for some reason my feet don’t work very well. “Um, Will?” “Yeah?” “I lost my feet.” “What?” he laughs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “I can’t find my feet.” Why is everyone laughing at me? This is serious!

I’m afraid to fall.” “I’ll catch you, baby.

Julianne, your beautiful face is only outmatched by what's inside you." What the fuck? No one, no man anyway, has ever said anything about what's inside me. Unless he was referring to his dick.

If she ever tries to leave me, I’m going with her. This life doesn’t work without her.

And one day, I'd love to see you dressed in nothing but pearls.

God, Jules, if I swung that way and wasn’t married to the hottest man in the free world, I’d so do you right now.

You’re mine, Meg, just as much as I’m yours

I would give you the world if I could, sweetheart.”… “You are my world,” I whisper.

Leo?” “Yeah, sunshine.” “So not a one night thing,” I whisper. He chuckles softly and drapes an arm around me, pulling me closer to him. “I’m glad you’re catching up.

And then you came into my life, and you just blindsided me. I am so fucking wrapped up in you I can’t see straight, and you tell me I’m a caveman for wanting to protect you and that our relationship is bullshit.

It’s only you, Julianne. It will only ever be you.

I’m completely in love with her. I just don’t know how to tell her because I’m afraid that as soon as I do, she’ll run at full speed in the other direction.

Sophie has to go home and sleep in her own bed,” Stacy tells them with a smile. “She can sleep in our bed, like Caleb sleeps in Mommy’s bed,” Maddie replies. Just shoot me

I give you my promise to be by your side forevermore. I promise to love, to honor, and to listen as you tell me your thoughts, your hopes, your fears and your dreams. I promise to love you deeply and truly because it is your heart that moves me, your head that challenges me, your humor that delights me and your hands I wish to hold until the end of my days

You turn me inside out. I want to fuck you seven shades of Sunday, and I want to make long, slow, sweet love to you for days. I’m craving you, goddamn it, and you can’t just say shit like that to me when I know what you taste like, and what you look like and I need desperately to know what the fuck you feel like.

You put your arms around me, and I’m home. I’m permanently in love with you. Don’t ever forget that.

Do you understand what it would do to me if someone got to you? … It would destroy me if you or those babies were hurt, Brynna. You are necessary to my survival, goddamn it.

-It's a date. -Good. And baby ? -Yeah ? -You're not sleeping alone tonight.

I don’t ever want you to run until your legs give out on you like this gain. The only time your legs will shake like this is if I’m inside you.

Let me put it this way. I wouldn't say she's a slut, but her favourite shade of lipstick is penis.

He’s so much more than I ever realized. He’s the controlled business man, the playful bad-boy, and he’s just so… sweet.

You are everything I've ever wanted, Sam. More than music. More than anything.

You need to understand, Megan, once I make love to you, you’re mine.

What was that?” she whispers. “If you have to ask, I didn’t do it right.

There were days ... that I would have exchanged a year of my life just to touch you one more time. You are my biggest what if.

I can’t stay. I have to go train for a while. You can come with me if you want.” He kisses my nose as I laugh up at him. “Honey, I don’t run. If you ever see me running, you’d better start running too ‘cause that means that something is chasing me.

God, she can destroy me with just a look. I’ve faced horrors that no man or woman should have to see and faced them without qualms, but this woman and her two daughters bring me to my knees.

What else can I say to that? He’s so much more than I ever realized. He’s the controlled business man, the playful bad-boy, and he’s just so… sweet.

I’m surrounded by a whole lot of hotness. If I wasn’t me, I’d be jealous of me.

My water's wife broke!" he yells into the phone. Ohmygod! "You mean your wife's water broke?" "That's what I said, Jules! Her water broke!

You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails

You. Are. Amazing. Meg, I love a woman who looks like a woman. I don’t want to be worried that I’ll snap you in half, and when I lay on your stomach, I don’t want your ribs poking me in the face.

Why don’t you just tell me what I did to piss you off so I can go ahead and hit on you.

I’m not flirting. I’m just paying extra attention to someone who’s very attractive.

As long as I’m in the picture.” “Leo, you are the picture.

Oh, trust me, sugar, having your tight, naked ass cradled against my dick was damn alluring.” He steps closer to me and tips my chin up with his fingers. “But I wouldn’t take advantage of you when you don’t have your wits about you. When I take you, you’ll know exactly what we’re doing, what you’re feeling, and I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbors know my name.” Holy fucking hell.

And why does he always get to hold the baby? He hogs her.” “Because she comes from my loins,” Luke calls back, having heard Sam. “Oh God, don’t talk about your loins. I’m going to throw up.

You don’t like romantic shit,” Luke remarks and frowns at me. “I don’t like watching you lay the romantic shit on my best friend, pal. It’s disgusting. This,” I gesture around the room with my hands, “is not a movie. But I do like watching Zac Efron, Channing Tatum, and a number of other hot actors lay on the romantic shit in a movie. I have a vagina.” “I’m aware,” Luke remarks earning a glare from Nate. “Although, not first-hand,” he quickly adds.

My iPad is full of trashy romance novels.

Romance isn’t about proving to someone you love them with flowers and greeting cards and chocolate. Or even a lock on a fence. It’s a daily reminder. It’s saying, I choose you. Today and every day.

We may be old, boys, but we’re not dead.” “I will murder you if you ever, ever imply that my mother has sex ever again,” Isaac mutters as he cringes.

I’ve been slowly falling for you for a long time, and I’m afraid I fell the rest of the way in love with you last night, and you’re so much more than my darling. You’re my treasure.

I love you, Josie, and I am devoted to making your life full of happiness and accomplishments, ensuring that you thrive to your fullest potential and that while you reach for the sky, you remain grounded by the love of our family and our home.

I just had to have the most mind-blowingly fantastic sex of my life with the one man in the world that I just can’t have.

That American Dream that y'all fight so hard for over there ? The freedom that you would die to protect. They're yours too, you know.

Now, tell me you like to read, and we’ll be soulmates.” “My iPad is full of trashy romance novels.” A slow smile spreads across her pretty face. “I’m keeping you.

If you’re going to touch my wife, you’d better put a shirt on. Dude, what the fuck are you doing with my sister?

No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all, you're the only one who knows the sound of my heart from the inside

I love you, Mrs. Montgomery.

Right, so, he has an amazing family, a good job…” She’s ticking his attributes off on her fingers. “He’s not a freeloader or a loser, he’s loyal and good with kids, and he’s fucking amazing in the bedroom. That bastard!

What do you want from me?” I whisper as my hands sink into her soft hair. “I don’t want anything from you,” she answers and opens her eyes, pinning me in her chocolate brown gaze. “That’s just it, Caleb. I just want you.

I love you, Maddie, and I am devoted to making your life full of happiness and accomplishments, nurturing your creativity, encouraging your independence and making sure you always know what a gift you are to this world.” He kisses her forehead and she smiles up at him happily before admiring her pretty new necklace.

His face is sober, his eyes molten blue, and I can’t tell if he’s pissed or just really, really turned on. “Keep looking at me like that and the fucking three date rule will be out the window, Megan.” Make that really, really turned on.

Jesus, you never fail to surprise me, baby.” He’s supporting the heavy bike, and us, with his strong legs braced on either side. He reaches between us and rips my yoga pants at the seam of my crotch. Holy fucking shit! My panties are next, and before I know it, he’s lowered the waist of his pants and is filling me.

Yes, he chuckles. "Im a couple years older than her." "Mommy is thirty", Josie informed him. "She's really, really old." "Are you older than the Empire State Building?" Maddie asks with awe in her little voice and I cover my mouth so I don't laugh out loud.

There is a metal bar with two small balls, one at the top and one on the underside, in the end of his penis, and I’m completely thrown. Nate, my suit-wearing, conservative-looking except for the long hair thing boss has his penis pierced?

I fell into such an easy love with you, I didn’t even realize it was happening until one day, it was everything.

I woudn't mind kissing your lips all fuckin' day

Nate grins, that elusive, sexy, melt my panties grin and I find myself returning it.

Samantha, I’m not going to make love to you tonight. But I’m going to kiss the fuck out of you.

Maybe I’m turning into a pussy in my old age. The kicker? I don’t give a shit.

You’re everything … Haven’t you figured that out? You’re everything. I’m in love with you. If anything happened to you, it would destroy me.

I think you pass your man card off to your wife when you get married. You’re still a man, but you’re her man.

I drop my face to my hands and scrub hard. "I wish I had your boobs," I hear Sam announce and raise my head to see who she's talking to. Of course, she's talking to Bryn. "Right," she smirks and takes another bite of brownie. "Dude, I do!" And just like that, Sam saunters across the room and cups Brynna's tit in her palm. "See? You have the perfect boobs. Stace, have you felt her boobs?" Just kill me. Put a bullet in my head and end the agony. "Oh yeah," Stacy waves her off. "She has great tits." She has amazing tits. "I wanna feel!" Jules bounces over and joins in. "Give me more chocolate and you can touch all you want." Brynna laughs and then glances over at me. "This is the most action I've had in months." "Motherfuckingsonofawhore." I grumble. "Is Brynna single?" Mark asks Will. "Keep your fucking hands off her," I growl at him before I know what's coming out of my mouth. "Hey," he holds his hands up in surrender and laughs. "It was just an innocent question.

I’ll take you hard, and soft, and every way in between.” He grips my face in his hands and looks down at me, his nose touching mine. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.” Oh God, yes! “And I’m going to make love to you until you’re shaking and don’t remember who you are.

You needed it rough, but I need this.” He laces my fingers in his and brings both of our hands above my head, and starts to move inside me again, slowly, pulling all the way out and pushing all the way in again in a slow, easy pace.

I know you’re strong and independent and I respect that, but this is who I am, Sam. I take care of what is mine. You’re mine.” … “Let me do what I do best, baby. Let me take care of you” “It’s hard for me to let people in, Leo.” “I’m already in,” he reminds me. “And I’m not going anywhere.

Okay, let’s go get the girls and take them out for dinner … But I’ll just tell you all right now, we’ll be leaving early. I’ve got plans for her tonight.” He grins and all of us stop and frown at him. Luke laughs. “Just because you put a ring on her finger doesn’t mean we won’t kill you, McKenna.

Intimacy is who you wake up thinking about at three in the morning, It’s talking about your hopes and fears in the dark. It’s the one person you give your undivided attention to when ten other people are fighting for it. It’s that person, always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.

You’re killing me because I want to taste you, everywhere.” I stop chewing the now-cardboard chocolate in my mouth and swallow hard. “Excuse me?” I whisper. “I want to slowly undress you and taste every delectable inch of you. I want you squirming and wet.” “Mission accomplished,” I mutter and then slap my hand over my mouth as he laughs.

I don’t want to move in on another guys territory, and I don’t share.” Wow. “I’m single.” I frown again. “But we aren’t…” “Oh, I think we are,” he interrupts, his gaze challenging me. He grips my ass harder and stands, easily pulling me to my feet. “I can’t let go of you,” he whispers.

Let me make it clear; we can have sweat dripping, sheet ripping, furniture breaking, screaming, trembling, hair pulling, ass smacking fucking for hours, or soft, sweet, quiet, intense lovemaking for days. You can have either or both, but we’re not leaving here without me being inside you, sugar.

My eyes are glued to the television, watching intently for my message from Will, and sure enough, right before they go to commercial, he's on the screen. His hair is wet with sweat and plastered to his forehead, face is dirty, and he's breathing hard from exertion, but he grins at the camera and taps his nose with his forefinger, then points to the camera and mouths, "miss you." Well, shit, he's sweet... Without over-thinking it, I pull my phone out and text him. "Miss you,too,football star.

What I feel for you is so big, Cara. No more doubts.” He tips my chin up to look me in the eye. “You’re with me because there’s nowhere else I want you to be. Got it?” I offer him a small smile and nod. “Got it.” “Good.” He lifts me and carries me toward the bedroom. “But just in case, I think I’ll work on reminding you some more.

Why didi I think I could just have her in my bed, and not fall in love with her ? Why couldn't I keep my fucking hands off her? I stare at the hollow, broken man in the Mirror, knowing the answer already. Because Brynna Vincent is it for me. There will never be another woman who can make me feel safe, make me feel happy. Make me feel loved. And her daughters are two little beacons of light in this dark hell I call a life that I just can't resist.