Nina G. Jones Quotes & Sayings

Make that dirty pussy come on my cock, Mia. Come all over it. — Nina G. Jones

You don't stare the devil in the eyes and come out without some of his sin. You can't beat the devil without becoming like him. You can't appeal to his kindness, so you have to learn to play his games. You lie, you fuck, you manipulate, you fight, you hurl insults, until you do whatever it takes to win the battle. Every time you do those things, you understand him a little more. Until finally, he becomes your ally. You think you've won, that you've made him more like you. But the truth is, it's the other way around. So that even when you win, you've lost. — Nina G. Jones

You don't get to set me on fire and leave me like a pile of ashes. — Nina G. Jones

Transaction successful. Safeword: Rainbow Your secret question: Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? Correct Answer: Pineapples. Watch your back. Sincerely, Happy Kitty — Nina G. Jones

Fear is the glue that holds us together. — Nina G. Jones

Shy, I can't be fixed. We won't ride off into the sunset. There will be no happy ending. — Nina G. Jones

Mia ... Mia you are so goddamn beautiful," he murmurs so low, I almost miss it. He says it like he begrudges that he feels that way. "I hate you ... I fucking hate you," he grumbles in a much clearer voice. — Nina G. Jones

Our foreheads met, her small nose pressed against mine. Everything intensified. Plums, magentas, limes, and cobalts turned into stars going through their entire life cycles. They birthed, lived, and died right before my eyes, — Nina G. Jones

The click of the seat belt securing into the buckle is the only sound to break the awkward silence. I feel his warm breath on my neck as he reaches and I take a deep nervous inhale. His scent fills my nose, it is clean and warm, just like in the coffee shop. The smell of his skin is delicious. I try to stop these thoughts, but they are invading my brain in a way that has never happened to me before. Not even with ... Rick. I try push him back out of my mind at this moment because I feel a sense of guilt. Rick and I are frozen. That's the only way I can describe us. He is faithful, he is steady, he is nice, but he is not like this man in front of me: new, mysterious, and unpredictable. Rick and I are in a state of comfort, but like much of my life, I am becoming more and more discontent with comfort. — Nina G. Jones

His lips graze my neck as he leans in. Oooh, now I know you are trying to get fucked. But you have to know by now, I like to make you suffer for it. So you're going to wait a little longer before I give you my cock, Mia. — Nina G. Jones

This stranger has become the center of my world. A puzzle I have to solve. My greatest pleasure and my deepest pain. — Nina G. Jones

Well, maybe, just maaaaybe, I might understand why Backstreet's back, alright? — Nina G. Jones

If I am going to exchange my dignity for sex, then I better get some fucking sex. — Nina G. Jones

but the heart is the biggest fool, — Nina G. Jones

Shy, all those things you listed don't make a person. They don't. I mean it. You're beautiful, both inside and outside, but please don't look at me to validate that. You have to know it for yourself. -Taylor Holden, Strapped. — Nina G. Jones

Even when I try to be good, I am bad. Even when I try to do right by you, I only hurt you. [ ... ] Even when I try to create, I destroy. — Nina G. Jones

You're the perfect little whore, but you're my fucking whore, — Nina G. Jones

We defied fate, who stepped in long ago and did everything in her power to keep us apart. Like two comets headed for a collision, our trajectory could not be stopped. We kept finding a way back. Every choice, every kiss, every subtle nudge was destined for our inevitable impact. Fate thought she was pulling us apart, when all along, she was setting the path for spectacular crash. An eruption, a nova, a big bang, a constellation - That's what we are. We are the thing of beauty created from catastrophe. We are the light burning bright, forged from an impossible collection of coincidences. — Nina G. Jones

But familiarity is just an illusion. It actually tricks me into thinking I know more than I do, that I mean more to him than I do. I — Nina G. Jones

I was drowning in the humid air, and everything felt more laborious, including holding grudges. — Nina G. Jones

Hate can become so ingrained in you that it becomes part of your identity, your psyche. You define yourself with that hatred, so that if it leaves and there is nothing else to replace it, you lose a piece of yourself. I think when you feel anything strong enough it becomes its opposite. I think you can love someone so hard that you hate them. And I think you can hate someone so hard you grow attached. That's why some people spend their whole lives hating someone they repeatedly invite into their lives: they don't even know who they are without it. — Nina G. Jones

I want this beast to savage me, to hurt me while taking me to the apex of pleasure. — Nina G. Jones

Said nothing, I could tell he was resigned. So here's what's going to happen. I am going to prepare a nice dinner, and then I am going to bring it up here and you and I are going to eat like two civilized — Nina G. Jones

Love is accepting someone. Flaws and all. — Nina G. Jones

This man is my stalker, my terrorizer, my lover. — Nina G. Jones

My dad used to warn me that the devil doesn't have horns and a pitchfork, he'll appear as the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. He'll make you laugh. He'll make you feel good. You'll do things you never thought you would, but he'll tell you it's okay. And before you know it, you've sold your soul to him. — Nina G. Jones

It was I who stayed awake wrestling with the shadows on the ceiling and the taunting of the grandfather clock — Nina G. Jones

But nope, she looks incredibly stupid right now, and I wonder if she can be any more perfect. — Nina G. Jones

But just as soon as fear hits, I smell him, his signature aroma, his musky cologne, and I feel ... relief. Relief because he is the devil I know. — Nina G. Jones

It's hard for me to care about anyone enough to put myself in the unsettling position of growth. In — Nina G. Jones

Because as soon as I leave after having you, I want you again. And then even when I have that, it's not enough. When I see another man look at you the way I do, I want to kill him. I want to swallow you. I want to consume you. I want to possess you. I want you. — Nina G. Jones

Admittedly, I dressed up for the occasion again - I never said I wasn't fucked up. — Nina G. Jones

I fucking hate him and I want him so bad. — Nina G. Jones

What kind of a name is Tax?" "It's the name of a person who always collects a debt," I say, watching her breath hitch in response to my words. — Nina G. Jones

I wanted to tell her she was beautiful, but it almost seemed like saying that to her would be diminishing it. You don't reassure a rainbow it's colourful, or a star that it shines. Sometimes, not saying something says more than anything else. — Nina G. Jones

Fate thought she was pulling us apart, when all along, she was setting the path for spectacular crash. — Nina G. Jones

No, what I faced almost seemed worse: a nothingness that could be neither quantified nor identified. A sadness I could not trace back to one single thing, but a series of choices. A life that had everything, but nothing. — Nina G. Jones

He's light and dark, forgiveness and vengeance, beauty and ugliness. He's all those things. My beautiful savage. — Nina G. Jones

Fuck, Mia," he says, clenching my hair and burying his face into its scent. "I want to damage you. I want to ruin you for anyone else. — Nina G. Jones

He mutters into my mouth, his warm breath mingling with mine. "I came here for my pussy. — Nina G. Jones

Tax and I have a secret world. We are on this earth surrounded by billions of people, and yet, this thing we have, it's just us. It's fucked up, it's insane, but it's something I can only share with him. — Nina G. Jones

It's come full circle: the girl who set me on the path of destruction can be my redemption. — Nina G. Jones

Let's not pretend you were some innocent little lamb," he scowls. "You gladly swallowed my cock. — Nina G. Jones