No.” One deep thrust. “This will feel better. We have no reason to rush. Just let it go, sweetheart. Give it to me.” He kept working his cock into me at his own pace, not quickening, not slowing down.
As much as I’d hated the experience, the dress was beautiful and worth it – so beautiful, in fact, that you’d want to randomly take it out of your closet and wear it in your home while binge-watching The Office.
Try to look half alive at least,” Jack said. It was going to be a complete disaster. They were never going to believe we were in love. There was no way. “Such pretty words. If you want half alive, that’s what you’ll get. If you had asked me to look fully alive, I would’ve definitely disappointed you. Half alive, though? You’re in luck.
I might not be what you wanted or needed, but you got me anyway. I’m right here.
I don’t like company, but I like you. You can watch.” “Jack I believe we’re flirting.” I grunted. “Every Monday, promise?” I looked into her eyes. “Whenever you want, Rose.
A moment on the lips, forever on the hips.
You should look at me like you love me, Olive, the way I’m looking at you.
Jack continued. “Since you’re already here I like to take this opportunity to repeat what I told you before. I noticed that every time you’re around my wife you’re making her uncomfortable and unhappy. I really don’t think I like it, Bryan. I’m not sure how many times you need me to repeat myself. But I’ll say it again: I don’t want to see you around her.
I wasn’t sure what to feel about the smile that stayed on my face the entire morning.
You cried yourself to sleep then woke up and went to work. When you repeated the cycle enough times, one day you woke up and suddenly it didn’t matter all that much. New people walked alongside you and eventually you forgot the ones you left behind.
It felt so good when he was hugging me so tightly. I could let go of everything and know that he would take care of his girl like he always did. Who could hurt you when your dad had his big arms around you? Who would dare break a little girl’s heart? Didn’t every woman feel like a little girl when their dad gave them a good hug? Didn’t everyone just want to stay there until the monsters went away?
Have you ever seen me leave my socks around? My clothes?” “No. I’m just telling you so you won’t start.” “Can we get back to the plan?
Because I don’t want you to think. Because I don’t want you to have the option to say no to me. You’re mine, Lucy. When there is only one answer to a question and you already know what it is, it’s pointless to ask it. You will get married to me today. You will become my wife and you will always be mine.
I love you so much,” she whispered. “I don’t know what to do with it all.” “I love you too, Flash. On and off the field, you’re my hardest fall. No one has ever compared, and no one ever will. It was always going to be you for me.
I deserve it, and you deserve me.
I wanted her to keep me forever.
I’ll be right there when you wake up, Rose. I’ll be waiting for you right here, so you come back to me, okay? Make sure you come back to me.
When the skin around his eyes gently crinkled.
It wouldn’t be the movie star Jason Thorn kissing her into oblivion in a few seconds. It would be me. Jason. Her friend. The man who wanted to make her his.
I love it when you look messy. It reminds me of how good you look after I love you a little.
Note to my past self: Do NOT, I repeat, do not say yes to marrying the handsome stranger you happen to know absolutely nothing about.