M. Pierce Quotes & Sayings

I never want to learn how to say goodbye — M. Pierce

I let the people get a good look at my face, which is just another mask for the heart. — M. Pierce

I was going to him because I loved him and because love is unstoppable. — M. Pierce

Too much happiness ... is a dangerous thing. — M. Pierce

Now it was our little joke, signifying nothing. — M. Pierce

How could I make anyone understand? He was still with me. He was the negative space. — M. Pierce

I need to come," he moaned. "Baby I need to come." "Do it," I panted. His simple admission sent me over the edge. My body squeezed and soaked his sex. — M. Pierce

My heart wasn't made of paper. That was fiction. This was my life. — M. Pierce

Night Owl: So what are you wearing? — M. Pierce

That was how I wanted to feel: almost out of control. — M. Pierce

Fuck now, worry later. — M. Pierce

You have to be a great liar to write fiction, a real historical revisionist. — M. Pierce

Why did I think I could keep my distance? Why would I want to? Love is relentless. — M. Pierce

Either Matt was outside , or he was weirdly ordering me to have an orgasm on the lawn. — M. Pierce

We can't be impatient with him," I said. "We can't inflict our desperation on him. — M. Pierce

He told me how it felt. He told me many things. No book can hold them. — M. Pierce

Every small separation echoed a vaster goodbye — M. Pierce

The way people pray- casting my plea into the ether. A plea to be understood. Looking for signs. — M. Pierce

You're the lord of lies. — M. Pierce

I could lie my way out of existence. — M. Pierce

She was the making of me. — M. Pierce

Desire is arcane — M. Pierce

While Hannah was busy positioning the laptop and shimmying out of her shorts and a thong, I pushed off my boxers and squirted lube into my palm. I glanced at my cock. It stood stiffly from me, nine thick, smooth inches for which I didn't thank God often enough. — M. Pierce

Hannah. I have you. I'm happier than any man has a right to be. — M. Pierce

I wanted it to happen, the deception didn't matter. — M. Pierce

She left me alone in the riddle. I needed her because I loved her - or I loved her because I needed her. Why had the feelings turned to a maze? Now I was lost in the dark. — M. Pierce

She yawned in my ear. Oh, that little devil. — M. Pierce

That's how it goes, right? You are who people decide you are. — M. Pierce

I got hung up on diction and syntax; I agonized over every word. — M. Pierce

A fist plowed into my face. My head belted back. I heard a wheeze and a crunch like the sound of a broken accordion. — M. Pierce

There is no such thing as loneliness. There is only the idea of loneliness. — M. Pierce

Great. They fucked with my punctuation?" "Pam says you're overly fond of semicolons. — M. Pierce

I felt such pity for her, and such gratitude, too - because she let me be nobody. — M. Pierce

Pen in hand, hand to the page, it's godly. — M. Pierce

I sent my story to Hannah the way people pray - casting my plea into the ether. A plea to be understood. Looking for the signs. — M. Pierce

In my dreams I ran paths walled with high hedges. Always the leaves brushing me like laughter. Always the long night. — M. Pierce

love, which starts as a feeling, always ends as a choice. — M. Pierce

This love is thickly plaited. — M. Pierce

Matt had his back to the house and his hands braced against a black Lexus. Holy fuck. This was textbook sketchy. Black car, strange man, middle of the night. Maybe I was about to be abducted. Maybe I was about to become one of those news stories that makes people say, I feel bad for the girl, but she was asking for trouble. — M. Pierce

God, Hannah. I've been thinking about fucking you. It's like there's something wrong with me. I can't stop thinking about it. I want my body against yours, my cock inside of you. It's driving me wild. Does that frighten you? — M. Pierce

He played like he wanted to break the piano. — M. Pierce

I threw All the King's Men across the living room. — M. Pierce

I felt a throb between my legs. I glared down at my Cock. Hold your fucking horses, I muttered. God ... fuck was this seriously my life? Stalking a girl I'd met online, parked outside her house at midnight, speaking to my dick? — M. Pierce

And I, a self-saboteur of the first degree, did it anyway. — M. Pierce

I know you love to suck my dick Hannah, but I'll put it in your mouth when I want it there. You don't give me pleasure, do you understand? I take it from you. — M. Pierce