“Sometimes a beautiful woman just needs a hard, slow fuck against a wall with a perfect stranger. I understand.”
“I want to kiss every inch of you. Then I want to lick every inch. And touch. Then suck. Then fuck. Every inch.”
“You look happy, sweetie. Did you just eat a cherry pie?”
“Dare said that Brian had a baby this morning,” she said. “Yeah, I never thought Brian would ever be able to push it out through such a little hole. It was fuckin’ brutal.”
“You hired a female guitarist?"
"Uh, yeah. She fuckin' rocked our faces off.”
“His lips tasted of cherry and some unique flavor that could only be described as Trey-licious.”
“I'm going to let myself love you now. Don't freak out on me."
He laughed. "No promises.”
“Has Trey ever told you that he's a virgin?" Reagan asked, stroking Ethan's hair with one hand and Trey's with the other.
Ethan lifted his head and snorted with laughter. "Is today opposite day?”
“I don’t really mingle well.”
Dare chuckled. “Me neither. Everyone thinks I’m mysterious and deep. I’m just antisocial.”
“God, shoot me now, Trey thought. Babies, weddings, and preg- nancies. What will they be talking about next? Their periods?”
“I'll try not to embarrass myself."
"Why would you embarrass yourself?"
"Because I'm about to be trapped ona jet for more than two hours with the Brian Sinclair."
"Last night you got laid by the Trey Mills."
"And it was amazing," she said, rolling her eyes toward the ceiling to express her bliss.
"If you play your cards right, you might get laid by the Trey Mills in the bathroom back there in about half an hour.”
“I will find all your spots. Pleasure you until you beg me to possess you. When I finally do, I’ll plunge into you hard. Deep.”
“I want to kiss every inch of you," he murmured and ground his cock against her mound. "Then I want to lick every inch. And touch. Then suck. Then fuck." He gave her hair a hard tug. "Every inch.”
“I can’t wait to see the inside of your tour bus,” Reagan said. “I usually have to suck off at least two roadies to get in to see a band.”
Trey gaped at her and she laughed.
“I’m kidding,” she said.
When he relaxed she added, “It usually only takes one.”
“If I thought last night was a onetime thing, I wouldn't be sitting here discussing this with you, but you're putting the stipulation on me that if I want a man, it has to be Ethan - nice choice, by the way....”
“Ah, God. Brain freeze!” Trey yelled and covered his eye with his free hand. “Fuck. Why does that hurt so bad?”
Reagan laughed at him. “Suck it more slowly next time,” she advised.
He had fifteen lines he could have used at that moment.”
“Fan-fucking-tastic. Oh yeah. She could totally get used to this threesome thing. Even if it meant she wouldn’t be able to work for a couple of days afterward. Fucking-A, Trey rocked her world. And Ethan made it spin.”
“I don’t usually look people in the eye when I have sex with them.”
“Why not?”
“Apparently it makes me fall in love with them.”
“Sometimes when your world crashes down from above and you think there's no way to claw yourself out of the rubble of your life, a hand reaches for you. Finds you. Drags you from the depths of despair and refuses to let you go.”
“You make me feel whole,” she said. “Like that piece that’s always been missing has been filled. I didn’t even know it was there until you touched on it.”
“A woman’s body was a work of art. One to be explored and appreciated. Every curve, every valley, every freckle a treasure to discover. Every nerve ending a challenge to ignite with pleasure. Now, where to start?”
“You think I’m perfect?” “No, I think you’re pretty fucked up, Reagan. Perfectly fucked up.”
“Trey Mills, the rhythm guitarist of Sinners, stood just beside the studio door. He checked her out a little and then a little more. Just enough to make her want him to inspect her closely. And naked.”
“Brian shook his head. “I couldn’t tell if you were killing her or screwing her. There isn’t a dead body in the bathroom, is there?”
“She laughed again. She really was just nervous, but she knew it sounded like she was laughing at him. Rejecting his advances. Never in a million years would she purposely laugh at Trey Mills. And yet, she kept doing it. He dropped his hand, a confused scowl on his handsome face. Reagan wanted to strangle herself.”
“Who needed men when you had guitars?”
“She shook hands with Logan (long, golden hair, gentle blue eyes, and hot) and Steve (soft waves of shoulder-length brown hair, dreamy brown eyes, and hot). Snuck another peek at Max (dark brown, trendy short hair, deep hazel eyes, and hotter) and then Dare (silky, sleek jet-black hair, intense green eyes, and the hottest).”
“Sinners had always been a family and it still was. Only now it was an extended family. With less beer. And more love.”
“Oh for Christ sake What's the name of this soap opera, The Bored and The Addlebrained? At least half you Snow Girls have a serious boyfriend.”
“Obviously he had aspired too high, or been too impatient; but it was his nature to be aspiring and impatient, and if he was to succeed it must be on the lines of his own character.”
“You are afraid, afraid of your dreams, your dreams which were once your friends, your best friends, are now your enemies, your worst enemies.”
“Most of Csongor's time in T'Rain had been spent blundering about in a state of hapless newbie confusion. Only his long experience as a system administrator, struggling with Byzantine software installations, had prevented hum from plummeting into despair and simply giving up. Not that any of the sysadmin's knowledge and skills were applicable here. The psychological stance was the thing: the implicit faith, a little naive and a little cocky, that by banging his head against the problem for long enough he'd be able to break through in the end.”
“People who love horror films are people with boring lives... when a really scary movie is over, you're reassured to see that you're still alive and the world still exists as it did before. That's the real reason we have horror films - they act as shock absorbers - and if they disappeared altogether, I bet you'd see a big leap in the number of serial killers. After all, anyone stupid enough to get the idea of murdering people from a movie could get the same idea from watching the news.”
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