Qb Tyler Quotes

Put your hands on the headboard.” “Why?” “Because, Princess, you need leverage for when you ride my face.

I don’t need to fix you, baby; you’re perfect.

These tits- I want to slide my cock between them and thrust over and over until your silky skin jerks me off and I come all over them. I’ll come so hard and so much that some gets on your face, coating your pouty lips and I’ll watch you lick it off. Lick my cum off your tits because every drop of it belongs in your body somehow. Your mouth, your pussy, your asshole. I want to drain my cock in every one of your holes.

I loved you so much and so hard, I don’t know how I expected that love to just go away

Don’t you think I’m pretty enough to kiss?” You’re fucking pretty enough to eat.

He pushes me into the mattress and a hand snakes up my body and wraps around my throat. “I like to fuck hard.

Because I want this to last…” He pushes and a groan floods my ears. “Forever,” he whispers

I don’t want to hear anything out of you unless it’s ‘more’ or ‘I’m coming.’ Got it?

I want her, and I can’t have her. So, by that logic, no one fucking can.

life is hard and dark and sometimes it fucking sucks.

sometimes living is harder than dying.

I was craving the intimate feeling of his strong body wrapped around me after not having it for so long. Nothing felt like the safety and security of being in his arms.

No one knows me better than you. Besides, I would rather spend my birthday with you than just about anyone.

In another life…” he leans down, “I’d make you so happy, and it just kills me sometimes that it can’t be this life.

Make no mistake, I’m going to explore every inch of you, but right now I want to watch you peel those clothes off. I want to watch you peel your panties away from your wet cunt.

Am I there?” “Where?” “I’m trying to fuck my way to your heart.” “You’re already there,” I tell him. “You’ve always been there.

That’s fucking right. That’s why you saved it for me, right? You saved this pussy for me because you knew no one could please you like I can.

What I feel for you is deeper than love, Whitney.” Oh. He lies on his back and stares at the ceiling. “Devotion. Obsession.” He sighs. “Telling you I love you doesn’t seem to feel enough.

We’ll circle back to my dick in your ass later. Do you think your blow jobs warrant you an A, Miss Mitchell?” “I know they do,” I quip. “So, you’d be willing to bet your entire grade on an oral exam, then?” His face leans down and it’s so close I can almost taste it. “Absolutely.” “Prove it.

You think I give a fuck? You could be married with three kids, and you’d still belong to me.

I run my fingers over my tie, remembering her compliment and I grin at Chris. “She said she liked my tie.” “Well, by all means, just propose to her now,” he jokes.

Fuck. That feels good.” “Does…it?” He chokes out, and I nod. “I’m going to come.” He clears his throat, and when I meet his eyes, they’re filled with lust. “Tell me when.

I won’t mark you here.” His voice is low in his throat and it makes my whole body tingle. “Maybe somewhere less visible.

Like…between my legs?” I can feel my cheeks heating with embarrassment or maybe arousal? “Shit, like exactly there.

Slip your fingers under your leggings. Don’t take them off and don’t show me your pussy. But just finger yourself for me…and I’ll taste you from your fingers.

It scares me…” I swallow as I prepare to expose my thoughts to her. “That I don’t want to end this. That I am dreading ending this.

I never imagined this for my life. You…and…me…but now I can’t imagine my life without you. Without us.

There’s been an us. For longer than both of us probably realized. You and I, we were unexpected, Stassia. A surprise that I never saw coming. But fuck, am I glad you happened.

I love you,” I whisper into her mouth between kisses. She pulls back and looks up at me, her brown eyes watering slightly. “Finally.” She smiles. “I have you.” “Forever.

What’s wrong, baby? Talk to me.” Baby? That’s…new. “Will you just…come get me?” “I’m on my way.

Twenty minutes later, Dominic and I are in his bedroom, sitting on his bed passing a joint back and forth.

If I lift your dress up, will your panties be soaked?” “Yes. Yes. Yes,” she whimpers, assumedly as an answer to all of my questions. “Touch me and see for yourself.

I look down again and find his eyes closed and that his hips are grinding into the mattress.

I’d tasted the forbidden fruit, and my God, was it sweet, but I fear taking another bite, another lick, another suck would be nothing but poisonous.

You’re right, I’m not. Must be why you found a new kid to raise.

Ladies that don’t swear, haven’t been thoroughly fucked.

You’re so fucking beautiful. You look so good taking my dick, baby. Fuck. Your pussy is soaking me. I’m going to fuck you until you come all over daddy’s cock. Fuckkkk,” I groan.

Do not use that tone with her. I let you do that bullshit choking move but you and I both know I let that happen. Do not push me.

One glass of wine is a party? Remind me to never ask you to plan one for me.” “I planned your eighteenth and your graduation party so you can fuck off.

I know your heart belongs to me.” “Always,” I grunt. “I want to know your dick is mine too.” “It’s yours, Maddie.” I look down and cup her pussy. “Is this mine?” “You know it is.

He lifts me into his arms and then up even higher, pushing me against the wall and letting my legs rest over his shoulder.

Daddy,” I breathe out. “Fuck.” “Daddy, please.” “Please what, baby. Tell me what you need and Daddy will take care of it. Whatever it is.

Make no mistake, Gab.” I reach up and grip her face before bringing her down so that her lips are hovering mere inches above mine. “You have always been mine.

I’m crossing all the fucking lines right now but you’re just so perfect. You’re so untouched and pure and fuck.

I am going to fuck you so many times tonight that you’ll lose track of how many orgasms I give you. But right now, I need you to fucking come.

Don’t make me tell you again,” he says sternly. “Stop holding back on me. I need you to come like I need fucking air, Charlotte. Give it to me.

I spend about half of my days thinking about you and the rest of the time you’re sitting in the back of my mind waiting for a free moment to come back to the front.

Use your words.

It would kill me to lose you too, Stassia…you’re…you’re all I have left.” “Me?” I squeak. “You have your parents and your siblings, I’m not all…” “You’re all I have left of her,” he corrects.

It makes me proud as fuck that I’m the only man that’s fucked you the way you need to be fucked. Is it because your pussy knows it still belongs to me? Tell me, baby, how bad has your pussy missed me?

If you even think about getting prude on me, I’ll put you on your stomach, tie your arms and legs to each corner of this bed and eat your ass until you fucking cry,” he growls as his tongue circles my hole.

It’s not for little girls, baby.” I pout and furrow my eyebrows in indignation. “I am not a little girl.” “No, Stassi. You certainly are not.” His voice is low and his eyes flare with a look I’ve never seen before.

Fuck, this pussy is mine. You know that. Even if we never do it again. Even if you go on and date other men or fuck other men or marry another man. This pussy will always be mine because I laid my claim first.” “Oh

He chuckles. “It’s not for little girls, baby.” I pout and furrow my eyebrows in indignation. “I am not a little girl.” “No, Stassi. You certainly are not.” His voice is low and his eyes flare with a look I’ve never seen before.

It’s a loud, low, throaty groan that makes every single one of my hairs stand on end. The goosebumps are almost painful as they appear all over my arms and legs and I can’t escape the tingle between my legs that feels like someone has set a fire.

I think if you asked me, I would do just about anything you wanted at this point.” “So…kiss me,” she commands, tilting her chin upwards and staring into my eyes. “Press your lips to mine and kiss me like you fucking mean it. Like I’m all that matters to you.” “You are all that matters to me, Stassi.” “Prove it.

I’ve never loved anyone or anything the way I love you, baby. Ever. I’ve loved you from the second I knew you’d exist.” He cups my face and lowers me to press his lips to mine. “And I’ve never stopped loving you since. The love has changed and morphed into different kinds of love but you’ve always been here from the second you entered the world.

A fantasy is just that, Charlotte, a fantasy. It’s usually something deliciously forbidden. An act that isn’t safe anywhere but within the four corners of your mind. Words you can’t even bring yourself to utter out loud. Maybe after you come you feel a moment of clarity before the inevitable shame that comes with your nasty thoughts. But it’s there. It’s always there, lurking.

Stassia…you’re…you’re all I have left.” “Me?” I squeak. “You have your parents and your siblings, I’m not all…” “You’re all I have left of her,” he corrects.

I love you.” Her eyes widen and I shrug, laying all my cards out on the table once in for all. “I’ve always loved you. I’ve never stopped loving you. Don’t marry him.

Yeah, you’re fucked. He looks like a man that came here to play zero games.

Aurora, who goes by Rory after an ongoing obsession with Gilmore Girls,

I was trying to be a good man, but I’m not a saint.

His voice is low and gruff and I feel it in my clit like a heartbeat.

He told you that you looked beautiful five minutes prior and he ate your ass last night. He’s still interested.

The irony that I also taught her to fuck and ended up hurting her way worse than any of those boys is not lost on me.

How did I let myself fall in love with the one person I knew I couldn’t have? Shouldn’t want?

I do love you. But sometimes, love isn’t enough. Sometimes loving someone means letting them go.

you’re my home.

That’s my good girl.” He groans. “Come for me, baby.

But you just never forget your first love. Your first love takes power over you that never relinquishes. It takes hold of your soul and never lets go. Some people learn to ignore it, or the power lessens slightly, but it’s never completely gone.

Thank you, Cal. You saved my life…and then gave me a perfect one.

She’s a blank canvas I want to paint with my cum. I want to rain my seed all over her perfect tits, her smooth ass, her gorgeous face. I want to worship her…but I also want to defile her.

I want to hate fuck her for making me feel this way.

Yes, Mason. I am insane. I let the woman I love slip right through my fingers. I want her back and I want her back now.

I just… I thought I’d have more time.” “More time for what?” I whisper. “For a second chance with you.

I’ve always loved you. I’ve never stopped loving you. Don’t marry him.

I’m not losing you twice in a lifetime.

Come for me, princess.” “Fuck.” “Use me to make you feel good.

You are fucking mine. All mine.” “All yours,

You are a ray of light in even the darkest of times.

I love you,” I whisper into her mouth between kisses. She pulls back and looks up at me, her brown eyes watering slightly. “Finally.” She smiles. “I have you.

So? A little daddy kink never hurt anyone.

You are stunning and brilliant and confident and you have this energy about you that I can’t get enough of. You consume my thoughts, Raegan.

His tongue moves inside of me and swirls around my opening before dragging through my slit again. Then he’s back in front of me and grips my jaw making my mouth pop open and lets his mouth hover over mine letting me know what he’s planning to do. My eyes widen but I nod again and he lets a stream of spit fall into my mouth.

I’m only sleeping with you. You’re the only woman who has the codes to my house. I spend about half of my days thinking about you and the rest of the time you’re sitting in the back of my mind waiting for a free moment to come back to the front. I am consumed by you, Raegan. You say it’s fast…but that’s just for you. I’ve been here for about six months. You’re just catching up.

One day, I’ll come inside of you, lick both of our orgasms out of you, and then spit it into your mouth.” He gets up like he’d just said the most normal thing in the world and not the most salacious thing I’ve ever heard. Well, minus the whole ass eating thing.

You absolutely did not need to get me anything.” I hold her tighter in my arms. “All I want is you.” “Okay, Mariah Carey, well I got you something else besides me.

She looks so goddamn gorgeous.” I start towards the door to go back inside. “I have to talk to her again.

You’re out of your mind if you think I’m going to come before you do.

You know, I’ve been thinking about something you said a month ago.” I narrow my eyes wanting him to go on. “About why I’m not married.” I nod, remembering. “I figured out why.” I run my fingers through his hair as I wait for his response. “So, I’d be available when you were ready for a husband.

I’m only sleeping with you. You’re the only woman who has the codes to my house. I spend about half of my days thinking about you and the rest of the time you’re sitting in the back of my mind waiting for a free moment to come back to the front. I am consumed by you, Raegan. You say it’s fast… but that’s just for you. I’ve been here for about six months. You’re just catching up.

I want to worship her…but I also want to defile her.

Maddie has attached herself to me and wrapped herself around me as best as she could. Her arms and legs are wrapped around my right leg like ivy, with her cheek pressed against my shin. I pull her from me slightly and stand up so I can collect her in my arms properly.

I know. And you know I won’t let anything happen to you, right?

you’re not next, Mads. “Two minutes, okay? Just stay here. It’s your turn in Words with Friends. I took my turn after you fell asleep.

I’m basically pinned to Cal’s body with the vice grip he has on me, and I briefly wonder how in the hell I got, not only on the floor, but inside his sleeping bag with him.

Yeah, I’m more than aware. And when you were younger it was fine that you snuggled up to me. Now…you can’t do that shit anymore and you fucking know why. So, don’t act like you don’t,” he snaps.

I was hard. Holding Maddie in my arms. Her soft warm body rubbing against my dick like she had the right to.

Didn’t stop me from ordering her a piece of carrot cake.