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1 " Be happy she’s crying,” he said. “That’s when you know they still feel something for you. The time when they look at you with dry eyes is when you’ve lost them. "
― Jessica Clare , Last Breath (Hitman, #2)
2 " I would rend anyone limb from limb who tried to come between Regan and me. From now on, the only one who will hear her scream when she comes is me. The only man who will get to taste the nectar between her legs is me. The only cock that will ever pleasure her, from this moment until I never draw another breath, is mine. "
3 " You were trying to take care of my sister in all that bullshit. Thank you,” I tell her. “Now come over here and kiss me like the hero I am.” This puts a smile on her face, and she clambers onto my lap. I ignore the fierce burn on my side and the one in my shoulder, because who cares about that? I’ve got a warm armful of Regan Porter in my lap. Fighter. Survivor. Kickass human being. “I tell you I love you?” “Not yet.” “Love you, babe,” I croak out. "
4 " How could I ever be disappointed in you, Regan? You’re a little damaged. So am I. Maybe we’re both a little more fucked-up than normal, but we’ll be nice and fucked-up together. "
5 " Sugar, you’re allowed to feel any damn way you want.” Just don’t cry because your tears hurt worse than a knife wound to the gut. "
6 " You’re mine, Regan Porter. You don’t get to decide if you die or not. Because if you do, you’re destroying me, too. "
7 " Grab hold of the headboard with your one hand, for stability,” I tell her. She does but her pussy is still about an inch too high. I think she’s afraid she’s going to break my face or something, but if anything is breaking off it’s my dick because it is so goddamned hard right now a stiff wind could shatter it. “Lower baby. Sit on me.” “Won’t I suffocate you?” she worries but lowers until that juicy pussy is resting right on top of my mouth. “Oh, baby, if only. "
8 " Daniel’s mouth continues to nuzzle mine. “You okay?” “I’m okay,” I breathe against his lips. “You want tongue?” Oh god. For some reason, I find it arousing that he’d ask me. Like it’s all totally my call. He’s only giving me what I ask for, and that makes him safe. So I breathe out a quiet, “Yes,” and wait for the kiss to change. "
9 " Damn, Regan, but you have the prettiest laugh. I think I need to hear that more often. "
10 " Fighter, you're the least fucked-up of all the people I know. You're like the normal control in a sample full of crazy. "
11 " In different circumstances, if we were alone in a dark corner of some bar back home, I’d back her right up to the wall and tell her that not only would she like being owned by me, but she’d fucking beg for it. "
12 " Did you enjoy that?” His eyes narrow and now he’s frowning, like he’s not entirely sure he understands the question. “Did I enjoy eating your pussy? Wasn’t it obvious?” “Just answer the question.” “I could eat that pussy for hours and never get tired of the way you taste,” Daniel tells me, and his fingers skim up my spine again. “Love your honey on my tongue and the way you shiver when I touch your clit. So, yeah, I fucking loved it. "
13 " I’m coming inside you in three seconds. Pull off if you don’t want a bunch of my swimmers attacking your eggs. "
14 " Oh yeah. I can feel you, sweetheart. I can feel that you are turned on. If you were a little higher you could place one of those teacup breasts into my mouth. I'd love to suck one of your tits until each one is good and hard. Do you think you'd feel that between your legs? I can’t wait until my mouth is all over you and I’ve licked and sucked on every inch of your skin at least twice. "
15 " French bread? Is that a special term for a woman’s pussy? "
16 " What’d I tell you before? You’re going to have to kill me first before you can scrape me off.” I stop and then say, “It sounded a lot less creepy in my head.”... “Your creepy thoughts make me feel safe. "
