Pucking Wild

“You’re a she-devil. My goddess. My queen. You fucking own me. Do anything, take anything. It’s yours.”

“She’s fucking everything, alright? I’m fucking—I’m obsessed with her.”

“Jake, I love you. I’ve loved you for ten fucking years. I loved you in secret. I loved you like a coward. I didn’t deserve to be loved by you in return—not until I got out of my own damn way. But I needed a little help. I needed a push.”

“And let’s get one thing crystal fucking clear. You don’t own me, Ryan Langley. We’ve kissed and we’ve danced, and we’ve flirted, but I am my own fucking person. I’m not beholden to you or anyone. And this shitty jealousy is a huge turn off for me. So, I suggest you pack it away if you ever want a snowball’s chance in hell of seeing me naked again.”

“I want to put you first. I want to see you smile every day and know I’m the reason. I want to be your person. I want to make my home in you, and I want you to make your home in me.”

“Well, you’re fucking gorgeous, and you know it. I’d be the biggest liar in the world if I said I didn’t want you wrapped around me like naked bark on a tree.”

“I know people are curious about us. But there’s no reason to be. We’re just four people living our lives. We’ve chosen to live them together. Who we are to each other, and how we live, is no one’s business but our own.”

“I know you’re just trying to be her friend right now and protect her. I know you’re scared for her. I’m fucking scared too. What she’s going through is scary. But I’m not going anywhere, okay? Fuck being friends. I am crazy about that woman, so just back the fuck off. All of you.”

“I love you. I will never let him hurt you. I’m your goddess, remember? I protect what’s mine.”

“Because life is short, Ryan. Life is beautiful and short, and you only get one. Live it on purpose.”

“For the record, I think she’s wrong. I googled words that mean the opposite. You may have ruined me for all other women, but you’re not a calamity, Tess. You’re a godsend. A blessing. A windfall…I had to google that one too.”

“I love her, Rachel. I’m in love with her, and I think she loves me too. I can’t breathe—can’t fucking think—because I need to tell her so badly.”

“The rules are simple: We’re friends who fuck to feel good. You can’t offer more. I’m not taking more. I’m asking you, as your friend, if you’d like to orgasm on my face. Say yes, and I’ll even let you pick which episode of SOA we watch after.”

“I’m who I’m meant to be now. With them, I’m me. Jake, Caleb, and Ilmari, they’re my reason. So, I’m not walking down that aisle tonight. I’m running. I’m running to them, Tess. I’m going home.”

“All I thought about the whole ride home was how beautiful you are in that dress and how much I want to fuck you in it.”

“New house rule. No more apologizing for this. We’re attracted to each other. I can admit it. I think you can too. Tess, you’re fucking magnetic. I don’t think I can stay away, even if I try…and I don’t want to.”

“That sweet man is not gonna bolt. Ryan Langley stays. If you want him, he’s yours for the taking. If you don’t, let him down gently…and soon. Because he is crazy about you, honey. He’s in this. He’s sticking. Let him stick…or let him go.”

“Well, you look like you just got fucked six ways to Sunday.”