Mmf Quotes

The blood all drained away from Gideon’s cheeks for some reason. The world spun off its axis. Bright spots sparked in her vision. She found herself saying, intelligently, “Mmf.

Some say we’re already damned,” Nathanial replied coolly, sitting back in his chair. “So you’re too late to send him to Hell.” -- BLOOD KNOT

Fuckin' my man in my bed," he said over Gabriel's shoulder. "You got some goddamn nerve, girl.

It was no way to think about her best friend’s boyfriend. But every time she saw Andy, her body reacted. My gaydar is defective, she thought grimly.

She waited until she finished todo it, resisting the urge to play with herself. But dammit, when they got home she'd wank herself like a four-fisted monkey.

I do. Wait until you taste her. She is fucking delicious,” Pax boasted knowing he had already had a taste and couldn’t wait to have more of her.

I soon found out her full name: micah marie foster. I chuckled at her initials, MMF. I’m a dirty, dirty Man.

What were you doing with her?” The words burst from my lips. Before I can take them back, he stares at me. I stare back at him as the silence stretches onwards. We’re both stiff. He says nothing. “Maybe I should ask you the same thing.” I shake my head, my nails digging into my palms. Then before I can react, he has pushed me roughly up the wall, his eyes now dark and fiery, like a storm ready to unleash itself. Good. He’s mad too. His hands force me to the wall as he presses his body against mine. The intensity of the move, the feel of him makes my breath hitch. “Get off me,” I seethe, pounding my fists into his chest but Adrian keeps me locked in place, so that his breath caresses my ear. “Were you guys too rushed?’ He mocks. “Too desperate to book a hotel room?” I can barely stifle a disgusted snort. “What are you talking about?” Fury pumps through my head. “A hotel room? What kind of girl do you think I am—mmf?” He moves against me, moving to kiss me. The moment where his lips meet mine hard and unyielding. He tastes of smoke and lipgloss—and I’m reminded of the scene earlier where he and Lauren got out of the closet together. Disgust fills me as I squirm in his arms. He groans, fire burning in his voice. “You want me, you’re trying to hide from it.” “No,” I try to bite the words at him but it comes out strangled. I try to push him away but before I have to, he releases me. I try to put as much distance between him and myself, shaking. Loathing is my voice. "Get away from me. I hate you." He swallows and looks away, his breathing slowing. He pushes himself from the wall, still very pale. Then closing his eyes and turning, he starts walking away, heading towards the parking lot. "I hate you!" I scream again behind him. Adrian stops for a moment, his back to me. “I’ve told you from the very beginning. You should.” He keeps on walking, never glancing back.

He chuckled. “If you want me to touch you, all you have to do is ask. It would be my pleasure and yours.

Both men had written themselves all over her body, making her an open book at their mercy; a novel of which they had memorized every line and paragraph, every sentence and comma, slithering through the pages of her desires one chapter at the time while building up to climax.

She was the lover of two mighty kings. She was their Chalice. The certainty of the knowledge settled over her shoulders like a weighty mantle. She might not know where she came from, but she knew where she was going. She knew who she wanted to be, who she was. She was the queen of Amendal, leader and protector of the dal. Time to start acting the part. She stood and pulled them up with her. Amendal was still in danger, and she would not stand for it any longer. By Aiea, and all the gods of Odren, no more would die today.

As I stood there, with the two of them staring at me, I suddenly realised that this was more than just a one-night tryst in a hot tub or a drunken fumble with a horny couple, this was the start of something, an adventure. Not just for me, but for the three of us. We had finally made the jump across a gap that had been holding us back ever since we had met and what boundaries and reservations there had been were now destroyed.

The more I thought about it, the more I began to grasp the fact that I was being offered a life changing opportunity. A chance to experience something which few people ever even thought about let alone embraced. ‘It will be an adventure,’ she said calmly. ‘For all of us.

— Não sou uma boa pessoa, tenho sangue em minhas mãos e já tirei mais vidas do que posso realmente contar, você está em perigo só por estar aqui, Chace, e isso me mata por dentro, porque não tenho forças para fazer o que seria o certo. Eu sou uma vadia egoísta, sei disso, eu quis Gabriel e não descansei até provar para ele que fomos feitos um para o outro, e agora eu quero você.

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Sadness would inevitably happen down the road. It wasn't being pessimistic, just realistic.

Gavin dreamed of nothing more than spending the rest of his life safe and comfortable, and within touching distance of the two people he loved most. All it would take to achieve that goal was a miracle. Maybe he could find one if he dug deep enough under the couch cushions. Everything else he needed ended up there.

Being with Holden and Gavin was driving Stella mad. Mad with desire when she was with them; mad with impatience when they were apart. In their arms, she felt beautiful and desirable—two things she hadn’t experienced nearly enough in her lifetime. They reminded her that there was more to being a woman than complicated beauty regimens and menstrual cycles.

Now you have to start telling me exactly what happened.” Lindsay knew that Charlie had hooked up with a blonde bartender on this trip and she had only heard the short version of the story. “Don’t worry I’m going to tell you all about it.” Charlie moved her hair from her shoulder and kissed it tenderly. “But I want to know.” Lindsay squirmed and turned around to face him. She wanted to know how the girl looked, what all they did, whether she knew if he was married… everything. She wanted to know exactly how Charlie had fucked her; whether or not he had been kind in the first few moments as he tended to be, or if he had rammed his cock inside her, making her scream a little. “I want to know if you hurt her.” Lindsay had her head nestled under his chin and she looked up at him with

MMF: Minimum Marketable Features, y pueden definirse como “el conjunto más pequeño posible de funcionalidad que, por si misma, tiene valor en el mercado

Come closer into my web, little fly. Raise your skirts.

Tonight, horror and pleasure would collide in a hellish opera.

Are there other titles as well as houses?” “Your lord and master.

He wore a gleaming gold hoop earring through one ear, the glint like a star amidst the heavens of his hair.

He reached out and caressed the inside of her wrist. Desire immediately coiled in her abdomen. “Allow me to invade your thoughts.

Her sanctuary. A sheltered paradise of woodland and wildflowers, daisies and daydreams.

He’d smacked Lieutenant Wilkes of the 52nd Oxfordshires across the cheek with his glove for his insolent remarks towards Bella. Nobody got to call her a whore, except him.

Vaughan stepped out of the shadows and threw his coat over a chair back. He always seemed happiest and most dangerous when he was half undressed, as if he was peeling off a layer of civility along with his coat.

I’m not here to ask for your forgiveness. I don’t deserve it, and I shan’t ask for it, but Louisa, I do mean to be here for you, and to help in whatever way I can. I’m a soldier, I won’t run from this, and I’m prepared to dig in for a siege. You say that I cannot help, but I believe otherwise. I would give you a home, my love. Give you all I might own in this life and the next.

His voice dropped an octave, and crawled across her senses making each nerve vibrate. “That and you’re forgetting. You like it when I’m cruel.

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Pax,” he returned the gesture. “Such beauty you have with you tonight. Does she play?

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going to make the best of it. I knew it was time for a little adventure, the kind that works best when you haven’t got any annoying fiancés in tow. Standing up, I casually

gone quiet. I couldn’t imagine I was the only one practically salivating at the sight of him. Once again, I thought that Oliver’s eyes flickered over me, sending a spark of electricity

Glancing around one more time, I pushed the door and was surprised to find that it actually opened. Clicking it shut behind me,

That was the thing with emotional scars. They didn’t heal in the way broken bones did, rather the repercussions got entangled with your personality.

Life sucks, sometimes. It’s not always roses. In fact, it’s hardly ever roses. Mostly it’s just spade after spade full of shitty fertiliser that you pray is eventually going to produce some blooms instead of weeds.

Max wanted to warp her in his arms and hold her.

Holy shit. I never thought I would be one of God’s favorites, but it looks like the odds are in my favor today.

he ran your tongue

Ian brushes his thumb over my bottom lip, and I study the amusement and frustration in his eyes as he brings his lips to my ear. “Because you’re forgetting the part where I get to fuck you too.

I'll never understand women.