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Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2) QUOTES

Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2) QUOTES

1 " He’s insane. Certifiable. “Do you hear voices in your head?” I lift a brow. He flashes a dark smile. “You hear them, too?” Now he’s just fucking with me. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

2 " He presses his lips firmly against mine, controlling the depth and asserting the rhythm. The heat of his mouth is my home, the clench of his fingers my sanctuary. He’s my greatest torment and constant salvation, my beginning, my end, and all the roads between. The whole damn world should stop on its axis and take note, because no man alive knows how to love a woman like he does. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

3 " Here’s what I want to know.” Jake swallows his last bite and looks at Jarret. “If you start eating her out on the regular, does that mean you’re on a vegetarian diet?” My jaw clenches. Teasing is one thing. This is crossing the line. “Enough. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

4 " to truly love someone and feel that love reciprocated. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

5 " It feels good to be independent again, earning a living and doing a job I enjoy. My skin glows brighter. My hair loves braids, and my feet prefer sturdy boots over impractical heels. I find working outdoors makes me smile more and breathe easier. I feel healthier, livelier, happier. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

6 " As for your decision to eat meat, it should be within your own logical interest to save the fluffy chickens of the world. Not only is it a moral responsibility, the mass consumerism of animals is destroying the environment with its deforestation, pollution, water depletion, and species extinction. By supporting that, you’re basically confessing the worthlessness of your own feeble mortality. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

7 " He says something to her, tweaks her nipple, and steps into the adjoined bathroom. Minutes pass, and I grow anxious. What is he doing? Fluffing his cock? Flossing his teeth? Maybe she keeps a bag of sex toys in there, and he’s debating between a Baby Jesus butt plug or shock therapy nipple clamps? "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

8 " Whips and Things by David Allan Coe. All three of us belt the lyrics, because it’s one of those songs that should be bellowed as loudly and obnoxiously as possible. The raunchy words send Maybe into a fit of laughter, and by the time we finish, we’re all laughing, just like we did when Lorne introduced it to us in our teens. “I’m going to play that song at our wedding.” Jake grins. “You do that.” Conor tweaks his nipple through his shirt. “Because when I play it at your funeral, I’m bringing a date. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

9 " Should I have swooped in differently? I feel like I came in too hard.” “Hard is good.” He grips the back of my neck and drags me against him, chest to chest. “I was too eager, though. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

10 " A man cannot be good unless he possesses the capacity to be evil. Decency is a choice. It’s being tempted by hatred and following a different path no matter how difficult. It’s looking inward with a magnifying glass and acknowledging the flaws and weaknesses in one’s character. It’s the terrible ache for revenge and choosing to let it go. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

11 " You belong to me.” He prowls closer. “I’ll piss a circle around you if I have to. I’ll move mountains and rearrange my entire existence. I’m not giving you up. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

12 " Together.” He restrains my gaze as tightly as he holds my throat. Bowing over me, he widens his muscled legs between the spread of mine and bears down. Then he rides us into the abyss. I’ve always wanted to come on a man’s cock, and as I fall apart around him, with him, I realize it’s not his cock that’s blowing my world into shards of ecstasy. It’s the collar of his hand on my throat. It’s his eyes, peering into the deepest reaches of my being. It’s his bellow as he empties himself into my body. It’s his total domination over my pleasure and his surrender to his own. It’s him. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)