Emily Snow Quotes & Sayings

But you're right-you are an idiot if you thought I ever stopped loving you . . . Mr. Wolfe — Emily Snow

I need to devour you. — Emily Snow

Not really. But I'm a huge fan of your ass. I could write a song about your ass. "
"You've never even seen it."
"Feeling is believing. — Emily Snow

I devour her. And she consumes me. — Emily Snow

I need to devour you."
Those words manage to knock the air right back out of my lungs, and my head spinsas one of his hands skims around my body. He splays it across the small of my back, pulling me closer to him, and leaning over until his lips are a centimeter from my collarbone.
"Sienna?" he growls, and I murmur to acknowledge him.
"I'm going to taste you."
He wasn't asking me, he was flat out telling me what was going to happen between us, and yet I felt myself nod, felt my body mold against his the moment his warm lips sought out the center of my throat.
"You smell like apples." he wispers harshly before his tongue darts out to trace the column of my thorat. I moan, letting my head fall all the way back.
"And you taste like the best kind of sin. — Emily Snow

Google is your friend — Emily Snow

I am in control of myself — Emily Snow

I'm Cooper Taylor. I'm a Scorpio. I enjoy women, long walks on the beach, and my roommate says I use girly shampoo. Oh, and I generally hate anyone in the film industry because they're total assholes. Guess you could say I'm you Pai Mei."

"Willow Avery. Actress, Cancer, and according to my team, on my last leg before porn. — Emily Snow

Bubble gum and salt what a screwed up combination. — Emily Snow

I love you Willow, but I can live without you. I just refuse to. — Emily Snow

She closed the cupboard door, holding a red plate in front of her like she'd go all Tangled on me and hit me with it if I argued with her. — Emily Snow

Because you couldn't keep those hands of yours out of my fucking hair the last time I had you to myself. — Emily Snow

I've always wanted you. It's just took me awhile to tell the shit holding me back to fuck off — Emily Snow

goes stiff, and I pause where I'm standing a few feet away from the bed and the naked woman lying in it. A moment passes before I give her a curt nod. Yanking my black tee shirt over my head, I sit down on the edge of the hotel mattress and shove my feet into the motorcycle boots she'd taken off me earlier on my order. "Got a shoot in the morning," I tell her, my voice bored. But even if my band wasn't doing a music video this week, I wouldn't — Emily Snow

You taste like sin - the best kind imaginable. — Emily Snow

Did you really think I'd let you go without reminding you why you fucking fell in the first place? — Emily Snow

What you did hurt, Lucas. You wanted me to submit to you just so you could tell me to screw off." I whisper harshly. "And now you want me. — Emily Snow

Sometimes I realize that those things that make me feel like a dickwad usually pop into my head for the best reasons — Emily Snow

And at this point, do you think a give a fuck anymore? I looked out for me and only me for years, and then you came along. You made me feel things. And when I laid here after I came back from seeing you beat up and broken because of me, I stopped caring what happens to me. — Emily Snow

Say that what happened isn't it for us. — Emily Snow

You. Naked. In the shower. Now."
"You. Caveman. Go screw yourself. — Emily Snow

Pretty as she drowns and ruined when she resurfaces. — Emily Snow

Oh, we'll fuck Sienna. Believe me, it's been bound to happen since I first laid eyes on you. But this time it's going to be because you beg me. Not the other way around. And when you do, it'll be because you're ready to to completely give yourself to me. — Emily Snow

And yes, it is you. It's always been you. — Emily Snow

I know you're angry and I know that it'll take work, but I just want you to try. To give getting through my fuck-ups together a chance. I need to know that you can give a shit about me again. — Emily Snow

You - you're what's important. Music will never be more important than you. — Emily Snow