Top 36 Felicity Brandon Quotes
#1. You yank my hair back even harder, creating a sudden hurt which nearly
topples me over the edge of the precipice.
Look at me whilst you beg me, little one ...
Felicity Brandon
#2. I reach forward for him, expecting to feel the hardness of his chest or at the very least one of his arms coming to halt my progress, but there is nothing. I expand my reach a little and then, feeling slightly spooked, I listen ... Nothing. No breathing, no footsteps; nothing.
Felicity Brandon
#3. Hmmm," you muse out loud. Your voice is deep and carnal, a sound which sends new surges of desire rushing to my sex. "These balls are awfully dusty - if only I knew a little slut who was good at polishing balls ...
Felicity Brandon
#4. He stands, loosening his black tie and stripping off his white shirt, dropping the latter just in front of my face. The appetizing smell of him reaches my face in a goading wave. As he walks around my body to the bed, he slaps my ass, making me turn and yelp.
Felicity Brandon
#5. Making improvements to our background check system and cracking down on illegal gun trafficking are common-sense ways to prevent violence without punishing law abiding gun owners. We owe it to the American people to take real action to reduce gun violence in our communities.
Martin Heinrich
#6. Sara?"
Blake's voice is scorching and burns right through me.
"Yes, sir?"
"Lock the door and get over my knee. Now.
Felicity Brandon
#8. Anybody who claims to be excited for April Fools' Day is probably a sociopath.
John Oliver
#9. He spanks me again, and again, and again. I lose count after ten strikes, too consumed with the aching sensation spreading across the lower half of my torso. Eventually, I hear myself gasp and moan at each strike, the sting intensifying as my flesh warms with every blow.
Felicity Brandon
#10. At the same time as woman was becoming the showcase for wealth and caste, while men were slipping into relative anonymity and "handsome is as handsome does," she was emerging as the central emblem of western art.
Germaine Greer
#11. Come over here and taste me, he says, his voice little but a seductive whisper.
Felicity Brandon
#12. Straddling him intimately, he slides his hands up my thighs, pushing the silk aside and caressing my pale, exposed skin. Even against his uniform, I can feel his hardness. His body feels taut and poised for action.
Felicity Brandon
#13. I concentrate intently on counting: hearing my voice break as the torment and torture builds; fingering myself intensely at his instruction. As we get past ten I slip up; overwhelmed by the sensations wracking my body, I realise in horror that I don't know which number is next.
Felicity Brandon
#14. Illness is merely the bitter, which a wise Providence mingles in the cup of life.
James Holman
#15. There is a fine line between pleasure and pain. I need both to feel fulfilled.
Felicity Brandon
#16. I want to spank you, but also want to know you want it. I need to hear it sweetheart, tell me you deserve it ...
Felicity Brandon
#17. Absence abates a moderate passion and intensifies a great one - as the wind blows out a candle but fans fire into flame.
Francois De La Rochefoucauld
#18. Good choice, Polly," she soothes, caressing my long, dark hair.
"You may not have been fucked by a woman before but, if you're a good girl now, then you soon will be ...
Felicity Brandon
#19. Turn around.
Only two words, but they deliver such a sensual threat.
I do as you ask without question. You are right behind me, breathing hard into the small of my neck, where I like to be kissed.
Felicity Brandon
#20. This time his voice comes from the left and I hear his footfall moving around my body as I obey. Suddenly I am all limbs, stretching out to please him. I am absurdly vulnerable and beyond aroused. I want him now.
Felicity Brandon
#21. That's enough naughty girl," you say in a mocking tone, "I am going to put you over my knee and spank you for being such a bad wife tonight. It will hurt, but you're going to enjoy it a lot more than you'll admit ...
Felicity Brandon
#22. The strikes continue ruthlessly. I brace for each blow, numbering it as the heat subsides, and enjoying her tender exploration of my swollen lips in between. The rhythm pulls me through the assault and, all too soon, I acknowledge the tenth strike.
Felicity Brandon
#23. With his final blow delivered, he pulls me up toward him, first by my hips, and then by my hair. Groping my breasts and kissing me, he is full of congratulations.
'Well done, Megan, you took your punishment well. Now it's time for your reward.
Felicity Brandon
#24. First, I'm a writer; I look at things from a different point of view. The untrained eye is the eye that sees what's been missed.
Devon, from The Dragon's Breath by Jenna Lindsey
Jenna Lindsey
#25. He sighs with satisfaction, as he falls back into his chair, smiling. Still fully dressed in his expensive suit, he's absolutely spent after f**king the life out of me.
Felicity Brandon
#26. He loved them and cared for them, and you don't kill kids that you love and care for.
Thomas Griffith
#27. Much though we like these panties," he says, tugging at the small material covering my pulsating sex, "they're only going to be in the way ...
Felicity Brandon
#28. I guess when somebody offers you a movie, you don't say no. That's what I've learned.
Colleen Haskell
#29. Is it good? It ain't Shakespeare, but then, Shakespeare wrote Titus Andronicus, so you tell me.
John Scalzi
#30. A sound from upstairs sends my thought process reeling. It's just a small noise, perhaps the sound of your feet brushing the crimson carpet in the bedroom? It's not loud or menacing, but it sends a wave of adrenaline crashing through me. You're on your way!
Felicity Brandon
#31. It's just paper - all I own is a pickup truck and a little Wal-Mart stock.
Sam Walton
#32. Slowly he f**ks my arse, pushing himself in and out of me. The sensation is so intense. I feel like my inner slut has finally been freed, and I revel in her carnal abandonment; throwing my head back while Mike rides me like an animal.
Felicity Brandon
#33. I may be a killer," Jace said, "but I know what I am. Can you say the same?
Cassandra Clare
#34. Little, indeed, does it concern us in this our mortal stage, to inquire whence the spirit hath come; but of what infinite concern is the consideration whither it is going. Surely such consideration demands the study of a life.
Robert Southey
#35. I knew that my dad was a good man, a kind man, and though he'd led a wounded life, he'd done the best he could in raising me. Never once had he raised his hand in anger,
Nicholas Sparks
#36. I know how demanding the process of creation is.
Karen Kain
