Quotes by Kristen Ashley

I want you here. I want you in my home, my bed, my life,” he murmured, the smooth out of his voice, it was low and so rough with sex and emotion, it was abrasive, scoring through me.“Baby –”“I want your clothes in my closet. I wanna hear your voice in my house when you’re talkin’ on the phone. I want you sittin’ beside me when we’re watchin’ TV. I want shit you like in my fridge. I want “your razors in my shower. I want my roof over your head. Your car in my garage. I want to give you what I should have been giving you for sixteen years. As good as you deserve. A showplace. A place where I can make you happy.”God. He was killing me.“Creed, let me –”He didn’t let me finish. He pressed on, driving in, our bodies jolting with his thrusts, his voice harsh in my ear.“Give me that, Sylvie. Give me that and, swear to God, I’ll give you everything.”“I –”His head came up, his cock drove deep and stayed planted and his eyes burned into mine.“All I’ll ask. All I’ll ever ask. You give me that and you got a lifetime of nothin’ but take.

The heart sometimes doesn’t care about limits.

That top, he said when he dipped his face close, and I realized his voice sounded funny. It was intense but it was also hoarse like when we were fooling around and I understood why when he again spoke. Tonight, when I fuck you, I want you naked. Later, I want you ridin my cock wearin nothin but that fuckin top.

I wasnt exactly good with children. I wasnt bad with them, as such. I just wasnt around them much and, because of that, when I was, they freaked me out because I didnt know what to do with them.

You’re not safe to go back there,” he said.“I’m going,” I returned.“We’ll see.”Jeez, there was just no shaking this guy.“You do know that there’s this little thing called the Nineteenth Amendment giving women the right to vote?” I asked.“I heard of that,” he said and there was a smile in his voice.“And there’s this whole movement called fem… in… is…im.” I said it slowly, like he was a dim child. “Where women started working, demanding equal pay for equal work, raising their voices on issues of the day, taking back the night, stuff like that.”He rolled into me, which made me roll onto my back.“Sounds familiar.”“Do you have an encyclopedia? Maybe we can look it up. If the words are too big for you to read, I’l read it out loud and explain as I go along.”He got up on his elbow. “Only if you do it naked.” I slapped his shoulder.

However, at fourteen years old, she didn’t understand that all those terrible troubles the heroines in her books went through in real life

The best way to guard your heart was to trust a good man to take care of it for you.

No one knows what goes down between a woman and her man except that woman. Only thing they know is what went down with their own men.

Don’t go woman on me and tell me you don’t need a man to complete you. It’s bullshit. Woman looks like you, goddamn waste. But a woman who has the love you got to give, that’s not a waste. That’s a crying shame.

Forgiveness is beautiful and it feels good when someone gives that gift to you. But it’s one thing for someone you wronged to forgive you. It was another to forgive yourself.

Darlin’, the last time I walked into a mall was two presidents ago.” I stared at him in shock. Then I asked, “Is that even possible?” “I got a dick and I was single so, yeah, it’s possible.

That Damon Matthews,” Linda spat. “You know, take one letter out of his name and it spells ‘ damn’ as in ‘damn, that kid’s a worthless sonovabitch’.

I never dreamed any fuckin dream, he whispered, and the smile faded from her face as tears filled her eyes.She understood him.Shy-Didnt dream it, saw it, waited my time, and then you gave it to me.

Compassion is often mistaken for weakness, when the fact is, there is very little that is more powerful than the courage it takes to give it.

How lonely I was, even when I was with him. How it felt, him not making love to me, being affectionate, making me feel desired or desirable. How much it bothered me that, even though Id talked to him about all of this, even wrote him other e-mails, it didnt ever seem to penetrate.

Lonely’s a different kind of pain, it doesn’t hurt as bad as heartbreak. I preferred it and embraced it ‘cause I reckoned it was one or the other.

I realized then that both Gladys and Norm were smiling at about the time I realized that Max and I were acting like lunatics.“I don’t think she’s tied up in knots anymore, Gladie,” Norm observed.“She is, dear, just not ones she wants to untie,” Gladys remarked.

You don’t have to have had something to want it or need it but when you have something you liked… very much… and it is taken away, and you want it back, it can become a hunger.

When we faced Mom, we saw she was addressing Max. We get to know each other Ill get to hug you. Mom! I snapped and Mom turned to me. I get to do it when he doesnt have a shirt on too. Im calling it now, Mom declared.

It was like the Justice League of Super Heroes but instead it was the Justice League of Hot Guys.