Tessa Bailey Quotes & Sayings

I've got an hour before I need to be back at the station. I'll have fucked you three different ways by then. — Tessa Bailey

Honest to God, Story. The bullet didn't kill me, but the way you make me feel might. — Tessa Bailey

Don't dump my stash. I hereby bequeath all manner of pleasure machines to you, my pasty, studious little friend. — Tessa Bailey

Brent waited for a moment, to see if he could hear anything on the other side of the door, but only silence greeted him. He felt a hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off. Couldn't focus on anything but getting through to her. "What do I need to do, baby? Do you want me to sing 'Wind Beneath My Wings'? I'll do it. I'll deafen everyone in this building if that's what you want." When the silence remained, Brent's head dropped against the door with a curse. "You're really going to make me do this, aren't you?" Then he gave Bette Midler a run for her money. — Tessa Bailey

Shh." His breath at her ear sent a delicious shiver down her spine. "Be very quiet and very still or everyone will know I'm fingering your pussy under this blanket. It needs to be our little secret, doesn't it, baby girl? — Tessa Bailey

He leaned down and his breath feathered across her forehead, then down to her ear where he spoke in a coaxing voice. I can make you talk, baby. Is that what you want? If you need my hand between your legs, all you have to do is ask me. — Tessa Bailey

What do you call sneaking out before the sun comes up?"

"Punctual," she decided. "I had things to do."

"We had things to do."

Heat settled low in her belly. "Did we? I don't recall you making an appointment."

"Keep running that mouth, hustler," he rasped beside her ear, making her shiver. "I've been impatient to fuck you for days. If you keep taunting me, I'll have no choice but to assume you want it as rough and dirty as I can give it. And, baby?" He nipped her ear. "I saw the way your back arched and your thighs squeezed together when you heard my voice behind you. I know how bad you want it. — Tessa Bailey

Don't you dare," I manage breathily, when his gaze drops to my mouth. "I bite."
Damn him, he presses closer.
"Maybe tonight I fancy being bitten. — Tessa Bailey

If I were the kind of man who apologized for something he said, this may or may not be how I would go about doing it. Reed. — Tessa Bailey

You see, there are three factors one must consider when choosing a snack from a vending machine. Substance, for one. It needs to hold you over until real food is available. Freshness, which your cereal bar is sorely lacking. And finally" - his eyes dropped to her mouth - "taste. — Tessa Bailey

She didn't want to be like these men. Didn't want to be a murderer. "Please," she said through clenched teeth. "You never saw me."

Gordy leaned down, his face hovering right in front of the gun's barrel. Unconcerned, possibly even excited by the weapon pointed in his direction. "Pull it. I dare you." When Ailish still couldn't bring herself to tighten her finger, he laughed. "You always were a tease. — Tessa Bailey

What's the hardest part of being a teacher?" "Well, they basically have no filter. Whatever pops into their head comes right out of their mouths." "Sounds like Brent," he commented drily. — Tessa Bailey

If she ever decided to stop pretending they didn't set each other on fire, she'd seriously have to woo his ass. And no, he didn't care if that made him sound like a chick. — Tessa Bailey

How can you be so jealous of other men, Derek, when you know there's only been you?"
"Baby, I'm jealous of men who haven't even seen you yet. — Tessa Bailey

She'd wanted to be free, thought it was the only way to be happy, when happiness was belonging to Jonah. — Tessa Bailey

One week? One week was your limit? You said as long as it takes, so where are you?" She swallowed around the tightness in her throat. "You said I was your pain in the ass. Well, get your ass over here so I can be a pain in it. Maybe you gave up after one week, but I haven't. I miss you, okay? I miss you, and you're supposed to be outside."

"Ruby," he broke in. "Look out your window." She spun around in time to see him pull up at the curb and get out of his car, still holding the phone to his ear. "I just hit a little traffic. — Tessa Bailey

Listen to me, baby. From the time we walk in the door to my apartment, you will have less than a minute before I put my cock inside you. No foreplay. No kissing. There won't be any time, because you've got me strung so damn tight I can barely think straight. I need you to keep yourself wet for me on the ride home. Starting now." Reaching across the car's console, he yanked her skirt high on her thighs. "Put your hand between your legs, Ginger. — Tessa Bailey

That's right, girl. Fight me. Show me you give a damn. — Tessa Bailey

Oh baby, I could have come, just like this. With your fuck-me thighs opened up wide for me on the door. Now?" He laughed darkly. "Nothing will satisfy me unless I taste all that heat first. — Tessa Bailey

He continued to lap at her until her thighs squeezed his head. Until her whimpered words stopped making sense. Then, only then, did he relent, gently stabbing her clitoris with his tongue until she screamed, only to lick it soothingly, murmuring his praise, apologies, filthy words against her damp flesh. — Tessa Bailey

Fuck yeah. Bite me, gorgeous. Mark up my whole body. I want everyone to know who I belong to. Who I get hard for. Just you, Story. Just you. — Tessa Bailey

Now, gorgeous girl. What dirty little secret were you going to tell me? Let me know when I'm getting warm." His thumbs drew lazy circles on the insides of her knees. "Were you going to tell me that you woke up after our night together, all tight and wet for me, wishing I was still there to take care of you? — Tessa Bailey

This isn't summer camp." Those hands clenched. Unclenched. "If you want to kiss me, you'll get everything. I'm not going to hold back. — Tessa Bailey

He didn't have words to describe her. She glowed. She'd somehow fallen out of the sky and landed in this unworthy place, with an unworthy man. — Tessa Bailey

Haphephobia. The fear of being touched that often presented itself after a traumatic event. Touch from another human being often felt like fire burning the sufferer's skin. — Tessa Bailey

If Ginger could just be a good enough person for long enough, she could flip the script for Willa, though. — Tessa Bailey

I've slept in your sheets and seen my sweat cooling on your gorgeous skin. I've spent myself in your mouth and between your legs. — Tessa Bailey

Look at me. You own me. I'm owned." He shifted his hips, making her whimper. "You own this, too. — Tessa Bailey

I'm warning you right now, it's going to be a rough ride. If you're not ready for it yet, I'll put you on your knees for a while to take my edge off. — Tessa Bailey

Ah, sweetheart, I don't fuck around with virgins." His head dipped, teeth closing around her ear and tugging. "But I'll get down on my knees and eat that untouched pussy like a motherfucker. — Tessa Bailey

He growled, equally exhilarated and annoyed by
the way she insisted on pushing him back. I'm going to put you on your knees, Ruby. You're going to hate how much you love it. — Tessa Bailey

New Yorkers hustled past in every direction, somehow managing not to run smack into one another. A dozen scents hit her at once. Car exhaust, meat being grilled by a sidewalk vendor, and was that...a slight hint of urine? — Tessa Bailey

Listen to me. I love your sister. I love her so much I can't wait for tomorrow. To see what she says, what she wears, which laugh she'll use. She's not your sister to me. She's Lucy. She's the girl who makes me feel human. — Tessa Bailey

God, you're so fucking arrogant. You think I want to be your girlfriend or something?"
... "I don't care what you call yourself. Titles are irrelevant to what I want with you. — Tessa Bailey

If you need servicing while we're stuck in this fancy-ass hotel for a week, I'm going to be the one to do it. No one else. Not Golden Boy. Not even your right hand. — Tessa Bailey

Hot damn, Wip. We've got a stone-cold fox on our hands."
Willa flipped Ginger the bird without looking away from the full-length mirror. "This touching family sitcom moment brought to you by the letters F and U. — Tessa Bailey

Somewhere in Hayden's town house, her panties were still smoking. — Tessa Bailey

As for herself, she'd lacked any type of shield or voice of reason. Her life had been molded into a shape and left to harden in the sun. It was too late for her to change now. — Tessa Bailey

The kind of cry a woman gave when a man conquered her and she realized she loved it. — Tessa Bailey

Simply being in a relationship didn't necessarily equate to happiness. — Tessa Bailey

I just watched you bend over a pool table in those ridiculously tight jeans. Over. And over. You think I could stop at kissing? — Tessa Bailey

I'm going to take some much-needed time with your mouth right now. While I do, you're going to continue stroking me until I'm so close to coming, I'll be ready to die just to drill you against this wall. But I won't. I'm going to stop you just before I bust. Then I'm going to lick the sweet pussy that's been waiting so patiently for me." He surged into her hand. "Come on, baby. Make me suffer. — Tessa Bailey

I'm pregnant."
Brent dropped his bag on the driveway. "What?"
"I'm pregnant and you almost got blown up, you ass," Hayden said shakily. "I'm never speaking to you again."
He went toward her slowly, laying a reverent hand on her belly. "There could be a mini-duchess in here?" His exhale sounded shaky. "Holy shit. — Tessa Bailey

There's something to be said for small victories when they're made out of chocolate. — Tessa Bailey

I'm going to put you on the ground, now, Willa." He clutches a fistful of my hair and whispers hotly against my ear. "Then I'm going to get between your thighs and fuck you. I told you this was inevitable, didn't I? — Tessa Bailey

Do you feel that, baby? That's your man moving inside you. — Tessa Bailey

Hayden felt ready to snap. She felt out of control. She needed something. Unfortunately, she had a feeling that something was the six-foot-five hormone-whisperer walking beside her, whistling the Happy Days theme song. — Tessa Bailey

Three men had approached her at a bar, one asking if he could buy her a drink. Her reply had been, "Sure. Petrol, please. Unleaded. — Tessa Bailey

Would you like me to tell you what I did last night when I got home?"
"No." She shivered. "Yes."
Brent chuckled quietly, but it came out sounding pained. "I took off my clothes and lay down on my stomach in bed. Then I wrapped your silk panties around my hand and fucked them. — Tessa Bailey

I've only been here a couple minutes, but it was long enough to recognize first class eye-fuckery. — Tessa Bailey

I haven't been in the same room as you, Erin, when my cock wasn't rock hard and ready to fuck. You know it, too. You know I want to plant it deep inside you. Watch you shift around trying to get used to being crammed so motherfucking tight." His pupils were dilated, chest rising and falling unevenly. Breathtaking man. Burn for me. "I'm hard right now just thinking about what you're hiding under those shorts. I want to lick all of it. I want to bite and fuck it. If you think I can survive this way all day, all night, you have overestimated me. — Tessa Bailey

Who's got you feeling out of control, duchess?"

Hayden shook her head, knocking against his chin in a way he found so endearing, his throat hurt.

"Tell me so I can set them straight. — Tessa Bailey

Who's fucking you, Ginger?"
She knew what he wanted to hear. Throwing her head back, she reveled in every word. "My man. My man is fucking me. — Tessa Bailey

Troy closed the file with a sigh.
"Bowen , you awake? I'm not going through this twice."
Bowen held up his middle finger.
"Great. Thanks for joining us. — Tessa Bailey

That was for the hard-on I'll be walking around with tonight. And you'll goddamn wear the imprint of my hand on your ass for it. — Tessa Bailey

Just as I'm about to pull him closer to deepen the kiss, he breaks away. "I shouldn't kiss you when you've been crying."
"Yes, you should."
"Yes, I should. — Tessa Bailey

I'll have you over him in five minutes flat, babe." Biting my ear lightly, he fingers the snap of my jeans. "Let me take him right out of your head — Tessa Bailey

Get your head out of the gutter, baby. You Catholic girls and your filthy minds. — Tessa Bailey

You might have been my first, Kenna, but I'm a grown man with a brain and a heart. And I know it isn't going to feel like that with just anyone. I know." His arm tightened around her, crushing her even harder against his body. "Now, you're going to walk out of here holding my hand." "I don't hold hands," she breathed, staunchly ignoring the flip-flop in her chest cavity. "You hold my hand." In direct contradiction of his harshly delivered command, he kissed her temple with devastating gentleness. "You hold my hand, darlin'. — Tessa Bailey

Your testing my patience here, duchess," he growled. "If you have any doubt about my ability to fuck the ever-loving sarcasm right out of you, I'll be more than happy to clear it up. — Tessa Bailey

You won't let me touch you, Erin? You sure as hell better ride me rough for the both of us." He gave an upward thrust of his hips. "My cock is big and angry because you made it that way. That makes it your responsibility. Move. — Tessa Bailey

Now Lucy sighed on his behalf. Communication must be difficult when your ass whittled the opposite sex's vocabulary down to one word. — Tessa Bailey

You were all given a choice," Derek boomed. "Prison time or my time. One or the other. If you thought I was the lesser of two evils, you were wrong. You each have a skill that landed you in this room and I intend to use those skills to make Chicago safer. — Tessa Bailey

I know I'm not who you'd pick for her. I'm probably not even who she would pick, but I'll change that. I'll give her everything. — Tessa Bailey

You're going to be sore tomorrow. From me. From how I'm about to fuck you. Every time you walk, sit, or stand, you're going to think of me. — Tessa Bailey

Oh God," she groaned. "We just named your penis. Honeymoon's over. — Tessa Bailey

Story blew out a shaky breath toward the ceiling. "Dude."

Beside her, Daniel's body shook with silent laughter. "Did you really just say that?"

She rolled over to face him, a catlike yawn stretching her face. "In California, the word dude has over a thousand different meanings. Dude, Duuuuuude, Dude! It all depends on your tone. — Tessa Bailey

He pointed at Abby's electric-blue pumps. "Women wear these evil creations around to confuse us. Sure, they make a girl's legs look good, but that's the black magic, my friends. They want us to feel their pain and not understand why. — Tessa Bailey

Story shrugged, attempting casual. "We kissed and I don't know...I might have orgasmed on his leg or something. It happens, right? — Tessa Bailey

Do you know why you wanted to make me angry?" He spoke directly against her parted, panting lips. "Because you know it makes me hard. You know it makes me hot to fuck." He tilted his hips and pushed against her, demonstrating the effect of her words. "That means you're hot to get fucked. Good. Too bad you're about to get much more than you bargained for, hustler. Turn around. — Tessa Bailey

I'm the type to ignore a pebble in my boot until it gives me a blister. I've made ignoring problems an art form. — Tessa Bailey

Daniel had one more question. He hated asking it, but her answer would be exceedingly important to him. The knot in his throat had returned, but he tried to speak around it. "Do you pity me, Story?" For the second time that night, she surprised him. "No. I pity the sixteen-year-old boy. Of course I do. How could I not?" Story rose from the windowsill and placed her hands on his chest. She waited until he met her eyes to continue. "But I don't pity the man. The man took a tragedy and used it to give himself purpose. The man is magnificent. — Tessa Bailey

Love few, love hard. — Tessa Bailey

Hayden Winstead! Don't you dare! Don't you dare marry someone else. We will fix this, do you understand me? If it means I have to work ten jobs. Your family will be fine. You don't have to do this. Please, please don't do this." He banged his head against the door, grateful for the pain somewhere besides his heart. "I know I'm an asshole but I'm working on it. I'm sorry for what I said. So sorry. Hurting you ... it might be the worst thing I've ever done, but I don't deserve this. You don't deserve this. If you marry him, Hayden, I won't recover. I only got to spend one night holding you, but it was enough to know I have to hold you every single night. — Tessa Bailey

I didn't make it one goddamn block yesterday, Ruby." He swiped an impatient hand through his hair. "Look, we're both stubborn hotheads, and we're going to fight. Early and often. But I will never make it more than one block before I come back. That is my promise to you. And I don't break my promises, either." Hands on hips, he breathed deeply as if attempting to calm himself. "If I let my fear of losing you keep us apart, I get the same damn result. The only way I can fight that fear is if you fight it with me. — Tessa Bailey

I've loved you up one side of forever. Now I'm going to love you back down the other. — Tessa Bailey

When I walk in the front door after a shift, Lucy, I want your mouth on mine before I even get my jacket off — Tessa Bailey

Can I tell you a dirty secret?"
"Yes," she gasped. "Just hurry."
Derek's dark laughter increased her arousal, coating her in slick heat. Achingly slow, he sunk two thick fingers inside her. "If I could go back and do one thing differently that first night, I would taste your virgin pussy before I fucked you. I bet it would have been extra sweet. — Tessa Bailey

I decided when, where, and with whom my first time happened. No one made that decision for me. And I don't regret it. I'm sorry if you do. Won't let it happen again."
"Don't put words in my mouth. I don't regret it. I'll never regret it. I just wish you would have told me." He brushed the hair off her shoulder, his fingers lingering against her skin. "I could have hurt you, baby. — Tessa Bailey

If he hadn't been so focused on not losing her rather than keeping her. — Tessa Bailey

What happens to impatient girls who try to tell their man what to do in bed?" She stifled a sob of pleasure. "They have to wait longer. — Tessa Bailey

Christ, this is all there is. This is everything. — Tessa Bailey

The first time they'd met, in this very pub, he'd hit on her using so little finesse, she'd been forced to ask if he was kidding. Granted, they'd both had a few too many drinks that night, but nothing excused the line, "I'm not drunk, I'm just intoxicated by you." Nothing. — Tessa Bailey

I'm not going to let you walk away thinking I didn't love every second I spent touching you. Kissing your pretty mouth. — Tessa Bailey

Are you looking for something illegal so you'll have an excuse to handcuff me, Derek? — Tessa Bailey

Let me be clear, Ginger, since you insist on talking in circles. I want you underneath me in my bed. I want to be buried inside you so deep that I have to remind you of your own name. And I want those motherfuckers leering at you from the other side of the bar to smell me on you for a week afterward. — Tessa Bailey

How about Oversized Dickhead?"
He shrugged. "Didn't hear you complaining about my oversized - "
She shot to her feet, jostling the table. "Can I speak with you in private?"
"You need it right now?" He feigned exasperation. "We're in the middle of dinner, woman. You're insatiable. — Tessa Bailey

You could take me to Mass every day for the rest of my life and I'd still be the kind of guy who would finger you in the back row. — Tessa Bailey

Hayden's ovaries stood up and delivered a thundering ovation. — Tessa Bailey

You're late."

"And you're fucking gorgeous. — Tessa Bailey

Well, Ginger, looks like we finally found the one man unwilling to grovel at your feet. — Tessa Bailey

If she'd listened to Troy and refused her father's offer the first night in Quincy's, his life wouldn't be in danger. She'd done this to him. To them. — Tessa Bailey

You don't want to want me? Is that right?" A muscle jumped in his cheek when she glanced down. "Well, I plan to make sure you spend the entire day that way. Wanting me. Needing me. Until you get used to it."
Anticipation buzzed in her bloodstream, but it was tempered with nerves. "How are you going to do that?"
"We're going to eat lunch, goddammit. — Tessa Bailey

Baby, sometimes what I'm thinking doesn't translate into words. You're going to have to badger them out of me until I get better at this, okay? — Tessa Bailey

The first time I tongue you into coming, it's going to be an apology. The second time will be a reward for waiting." He fell to his knees and took his first intoxicating taste of Lucy. A growl worked its way free of his chest. "The third time is going to be because I fucking love to hear you scream. — Tessa Bailey

I'm taking you to lunch, sunshine."
"Like hell you are, trail mix."
"My name is Daniel. — Tessa Bailey

If you want the rainbow, you've got to put up with the rain. — Tessa Bailey

How do you manage to see the best in everyone, Willa, but only the worst in yourself? — Tessa Bailey

I didn't say I couldn't touch." She gripped the collar of his shirt and dragged him forward, bringing their mouths an inch apart. "Just you." A muscle ticked in his jaw. "I'll make you beg for my goddamn hands on you. — Tessa Bailey

Love comes in many forms. It's not always sweet. Or comfortable. Sometimes it's selfish and consuming. Volatile. — Tessa Bailey