Tall Dark And Texan Quotes & Sayings

She squeezed her thighs together, desperate for relief. Aiming for completion without doing something so deliberate as touching herself. Look ma, no hands! — Kate Meader

Just because you were inside me does not make us betrothed, you Neanderthal jerk. — Kate Meader

A strong but gentle grip on her nape had pulled her back to make the acquaintance of a warm slab of granite. Callused fingers held her neck while a blunt hand fanned her hip, locking her into position against something hard and hot.
It could have been anyone, but after just one afternoon of Flynn-spun intimacy, her body knew its owner. — Kate Meader

As believers, we should make the Kingdom of God visible to the people — Sunday Adelaja

Shut it, Flynn. Just ... oh God, you've been impossible to evict, because possession is nine-tenths of the law. You're inside me. A part of me. But you pulled me close with one hand and crushed my heart with the other, and I can't go through that again. — Kate Meader

Flynn was kissing her again, not to help her forget but to force her to remember. Everything he had meant to her then. Everything he meant to her now. How he always had been, and forever would be, her world. — Kate Meader

It is in struggle and service with our brothers and sisters, individually and collectively, that we find the meaning of life. — Jesse Jackson

The art challenges the technology, and the technology inspires the art. — John Lasseter

Stop trying to rationalize this, man. There is no scenario here that ends with you between this woman's thighs. — Kate Meader

Hauling a deep, make-me-feel-sexy breath, she
pinned on what she hoped was a coquettish smile, turned as smoothly as her bulky gown allowed, and found her previously pleasure-filled sightline newly blocked by sixfoot- and-change of home-grown Texas assholery.
This particular example happened to have thick, wavy
hair as dark as his heart, deep, soulful eyes as blue as the garter still circling her thigh, and a face that made angels weep. Probably after he'd screwed them senseless, knocked them up, and abandoned them with a wink and a smile. — Kate Meader

Had she really just said "lady lips" out loud? This was not their standard repartee around the office. — Kate Meader

My motto has always been: a hard man is good to find." Tess gave Hunter's unflinching bicep a gentle squeeze, claiming it and the man for her own. "And never let the bride stand in the way of me and my hard man. — Kate Meader

If she wanted to bang every waiter and bellman on the Mexican Riviera, she would do so with dildos on. No one said her rebound(s) had to be classy. — Kate Meader

We call the beautiful the highest, because it appears to us the golden mean, escaping the dowdiness of the good and the heartlessness of the true. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

It's a two-way street," Emma murmured, her words soft, but fierce at once. "Sometimes you have to take what you need and hope the other person can handle the invasion."
"Invasion?"
"That's what love is, isn't it? Families, friends, lovers. It's an invasion of each other's space, minds, hearts. Someone's always jockeying for control. For it to truly work, there has to be equality. Each side has to be strong enough to handle it."
Invasion. An oddly perfect way to describe it. "Yet again, I ask, who are you, Emma Strickland? — Kate Meader

Male appreciation hardened his features from doubt to certainty. Boobs, the best negotiation strategy of them all. She thanked the Lord and her genetics for her great rack. — Kate Meader

Without the burden of afflictions it is impossible to reach the height of Grace. The gift of Grace increases as the struggle increases. — Rose Of Lima

What do you think for dinner? I know it's important I don't show you up." Something soft and red filled his lust-hazed vision. "With this first one, I can't wear a bra because it's backless ... " She swapped it out for something dark. " ... but this second one is a little low-cut. Bra or no bra?"
Think, man, think. The fate of the universe depended on the answer to this question. — Kate Meader

But that kiss did more than turn her into a puddle of lust. It terrified her. Not because of how soul-searingly good it was, but because kisses like that don't just happen. Kisses like that implied history and connection and bone-deep knowledge, and it made her question everything that had existed between them before. — Kate Meader

He amended the thought to say that men were "endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights," thus — Christopher Hitchens

This pride of yours, it's admirable as all get-out, but there has to come a point in your life where you admit you need a hand. Pain might be necessary, but suffering is optional. Are you going to let me be the fucking man here and help my woman? — Kate Meader

I think everybody should study ants. They have an amazing four-part philosophy. Never give up, look ahead, stay positive and do all you can. — Jim Rohn

I could just as easily have taken the train.
He shut his eyes, just long enough for a movie of a Tess-induced train riot to screen on the backs of his eyelids. Fists flying, teeth broken, friendships destroyed as men vied to get closer to her lush body barely covered in that incendiary French maid outfit.
And now he was turning hard again. — Kate Meader

Her head felt like miniature construction workers had taken up residence. Along with jackhammers and pneumatic drills, they were now whistling at passing women and yelling "Hey, baby!" She made the pledge of hung-over idiots everywhere: I'm never drinking again. — Kate Meader

You're going to need more than an average kissing game to get with me, Cross."
"Nothin' average about that kiss."
She sighed. "Don't beg. It's so unTexan. — Kate Meader

Well, screw this daddy complex shit. 100ccs of Madonna girl power needed STAT! — Kate Meader

When we're writing anything, we're bearing witness to the time we live in and how it's different from any other time in history. — Alison Hawthorne Deming

But you just got laid. Very well, I might add. Isn't that enough to tide you over for a while?"
"Maybe for a woman. But if a man doesn't use the goods, they shrivel up - "
She rolled her eyes.
" - and now that I've realized what I've been missing, and you've done such a great job getting me back up on the horse, for which I'm immensely grateful, then I think I'm ready to spread my wings." He motioned to the wing spreading area. His groin. "This really shouldn't go to waste, now, should it? — Kate Meader

Yes, it's me, your PA, now your stripper for the evening. How do you do? — Kate Meader

Gripping her wrists, he pinned her tight to the vanity. "That sex as a weapon thing can only get you so far, Tess."
Wanna bet? "I'm not damaged, cowboy. I don't have hang-ups about my body, I don't use sex to mask my problems" - much - "and right now, if you don't touch me in some very hot, very wet places, I might die. — Kate Meader

The words hung in the air like dense weighted objects
waiting to crash. Her breath hung with it. He should have frozen, pushed her away, anything but what he did.
He kissed her gently on the top of her head.
Tears welled in her eyes, and she burrowed closer into the safety of all that warm skin. He was naked, yet she was the one completely and utterly exposed. — Kate Meader

When the thrill of his body fades or changes, and the difficulties of pledging yourself to only one person surface, kindness will be the balm that soothes the wounds of life. — P.C. Cast

She had shaved above the knee, packed her suitcase with her skimpiest lingerie, and the instructions on the Sexy Weekend Fun Box said, "Just Add Texan." What she had not expected was Hunter putting her on a Tex-free diet. — Kate Meader

Admit you're jealous, Emma."
"Never," she said defiantly.
"Just your nipples then. They're pouting. — Kate Meader

He looked like he might break out into an irate merengue any minute. Patrick Swayze reincarnated. — Kate Meader

He fingered her nape, massaging his sensual intent. I'll give you whatever you want whenever you want it. Any time of day, you need relief, just crook your finger and I'll crook mine. Against you, inside you, deep as you need it. If I'm not around, text me and I'll come, ready to make you come. For one week, I'll fulfill every fantasy on demand and get you off so many times we'll break records. — Kate Meader

The human brain was, on the whole, a marvelous thing. It worked perfectly from the day you were born until the moment you needed it to ace an exam or resist the show-and-tell of Flynn Cross's dick. — Kate Meader