Qb Tyler Quotes

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

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

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

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

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.

life is hard and dark and sometimes it fucking sucks.

sometimes living is harder than dying.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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’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.

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 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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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.

You have been the best surprise of my life. The twist in the second act that I didn’t see coming. I want to spend the rest of my life discovering that magic I feel when I look in your eyes. You are the love of my life, Serena Mitchell, and I want to be married to you for the rest of it. Will you marry me?

The need to shelter her from all the bad shit in the world comes at me in full force, and suddenly, I have a moment of clarity that rocks me to my core. I am the bad shit in the world.

No…” He shakes his head and scrubs a hand over his jaw and the sounds of his fingers over his scruff pierce the silence. “You’re trouble…for me.

What, West?” “Ladies that don’t swear, haven’t been thoroughly fucked.

But now I was ready to bloom and Landon is like the sun. He was those forces of nature that I needed to blossom.

Do you not swear?” “I was taught that ladies don’t swear.” Though I slip up from time to time, especially when I’m arguing with Skyler. He chuckles and nods, but I can see he wants to say something. “What, West?” “Ladies that don’t swear, haven’t been thoroughly fucked.

No,” he growls. “I’ve never had this primal urge to mate. But I need this Charlotte, I need you off the pill so I can fuck you and breed you. I need every part of you to belong to me.

I imagined it was what my father would sound like, if I had one.

she’s as flakey as she is busy,

I don’t care. I want to taste us together. Pull your panties and pants on and hold it in there.

Because although I saw him first and told myself at the young age of ten that I was madly in love with this beautiful man, said beautiful man fell in love with someone else.

I’m here for you, however you need me, Stassi.” His voice is barely above a whisper and a part of me, a very depraved part wonders if he’s speaking quietly on purpose.

I’m addicted to you, Stassi. I can’t stay away even though I know it could destroy us. I should be protecting you from this destruction. But I just…I can’t help it.

I could have guessed that, yes.” I smile. “I’m so happy too, Dominic. Thank you for getting us here. To where we can be us and just be happy and free.” “Forever, baby.

I think you are beautiful, Stassi. So fucking beautiful sometimes it hurts to look at you and know that you’re you. Someone I can’t ever fucking have.

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.

The smell of lasagna wafts around me and my mouth waters, giving me feelings of nostalgia and reminding me of home. I look up from my computer and watch Aidan move around his kitchen. His arms flex and tighten as he does something so domestic. For me. And in nothing more than a pair of sweatpants that make my mouth water and a t-shirt. Aidan Reed, also known as the most gorgeous man I’d ever met and the best sex of my life, is now making me dinner.

If I would have known that the last time I touched you was the last time, I never would have let go,” I whisper in her ear. “I wouldn’t have fucked you against the door. I would have laid you down and worshipped every inch of your body. I would have made love to you until our bodies couldn’t go on another second. I would have memorized you.

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 never agreed to play fair. Another man asked you to marry him. As far as I’m concerned, he declared war on me first. And you know what they say about love and war.

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.

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.

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.

He looks at you like you’re his reason for breathing.

He looks at you like you’re his reason for breathing and that’s why he’d take a bullet for you not because of what you pay him.

I’d made out with my best friend’s dad. And I wanted more.

And therein lies the problem. Your pleasure, your orgasms, your need for sexual contact, that has everything to do with your marriage. One of the things I’ve learned from this line of work is when couples stop having sex, problems follow. They try to deny it and say it’s not about sex or that there are other underlying issues and while there usually are, lack of sex is a fundamental part to the demise of a lot of marriages. As humans we crave intimacy, we crave human contact, and we crave it from the person we signed up with for the ‘till death do us part’ pact. So, you sitting here telling me that you coming has nothing to do with your marriage is a problem.

people are selfish and I wasn’t willing to put my heart out there just to have it eviscerated.

I will have my eye on you though. All my eyes and believe me, I have eyes everywhere. If you step a toe out of line in regards to my daughter, I will have you thrown in jail,” he says. “Oh, he will not. Don’t worry about that.” Marissa’s mom smiles as she comes to stand beside him. “He’ll just kill you.

It’s easy to cast opinions when your heart isn’t the one invested.

I refuse to take responsibility for something I didn’t have a say in to begin with.

You’re trouble, Serena.” “I think you’re confusing me with the wrong Mitchell sister. I am far from trouble.

So don’t hand me that drunk mistake bullshit because I could have been so drunk I didn’t remember my own name, but I damn sure always knew yours.

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.

bookcase with at least one hundred books, aligned by size, then color, and quite possibly alphabetized.

You can leave the bottoms on but this…” he says as he removes the yellow top from my skin. “This stays off.

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

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.

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