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1 " Célian: If you two were to read anything more substantial than the National Enquirer, such as our company’s newsletter from three months ago, you would know that messenger chats on our web software are now publicly available to view by any user in the company. "
― L.J. Shen , Dirty Headlines
2 " breathed, "
3 " douchecanoe’s "
4 " retirement party, and "
5 " I called you here because I want to eat your pussy and fuck your brains out. And I want your pussy to smell and taste like a pussy, not like soap. "
6 " Eight o’clock. A cab will be waiting downstairs. You will wear the same dress, and no bra or panties. You will be mine for the evening. You will not talk back to me, just let me fuck you the way I want to—not because I paid for your shit, but because we both need a distraction. For every sass you give me, I will slap your pussy. For every no I hear, I will deny you an orgasm. Am I clear? "
7 " My second climax soared from my toes to my head like an electric shock, sending me to heaven, and when he closed his lips over my swollen clit and sucked it with force, I was pretty sure every angel in my vicinity got their wings. "
8 " He held her shoulders and took a step back, giving her a frosty onceover, "
9 " He scoffed. “I can charm the panties off of a nun. "
10 " But right now, standing in front of him, trying to make it in this cruel, real world, chase debt, and look after my father, something was better than nothing - especially something that came from him "
11 " If he and my father could’ve killed each other without legal consequences, I’d have two less headaches to worry about. "
12 " Habit’s gonna get you broke, girl.” Kate picked a chocolate-glazed one, greeting me by bumping her thigh against my shoulder. “That’s like threatening a nun with a crucifix. I already am. "
13 " Hang on to this anger, Chucks. I’ll be happy to work your crazy ass up in bed and fuck every doubt and complaint out of your tight pussy. "
14 " John Lennon started his music career as a choir boy. I never said it before, because it terrified me to admit it, but you’re my church (although I plan to be inside you way more than just on Sundays).—Célian "
15 " You’re going to hell for this,” Jesus said inside my head. “And if you think I’ll claim your ass when you get there, you obviously weren’t paying attention in bible class. "
16 " it makes me so hard I’m pretty sure the rest my body turns anemic. "
17 " Life was too short to deprive yourself of spending time with those you love, something I'd learned the hard way. "
18 " I don’t think I’m much of a father figure, but if you want kids, we’ll have kids,” he’d told me. “Hell, if you want rabies, we’ll catch it together. Make a day of it. "
19 " And this is the part they don’t tell you about losing a loved one to cancer: They’re not the only people being eaten alive. When they get it, you get it. The cancer nibbles away at your time with them, feasts on the happy moments, feeds off every second of bliss. It devours your paycheck and savings. It nourishes itself on your misery and multiplies in your chest, even if you don’t have it. "
20 " If Célian met chivalry in a dark alley, he would beat it to death, then find its sister, generosity, and kill her too. “I "