#romance

I’m sure her vagina isn’t sticking out.” I look at Poppy. “Jesus, it’s not sticking out is it?” “Go say something encouraging to that girl, Warren.” I pull Lilla’s arm along, because I’ll be damned, if there’s a hideous vagina sticking out I’m not foregoing this shit alone. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #love

I worked in a grocery store my whole life, Honey-girl. I know what lonely housewives think of this.” “I meant the baby, Jerk.” “Attached to me.” “You think you’re cute, don’t you?” “Are you honestly asking me this? I know you’re not debating it. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #swagger #love

For the love of mercy, I cannot walk into mediation with a swollen vagina, Cash. Please.” I smile against her thigh, rubbing my scratchy face against the softness of her skin. “Is that what I’m doing?” Innocence—fuck no. I can’t even fake that shit. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #love

We tangle and merge. Love and let go. No one will ever know her like I do. I’ve touched every inch of skin. I’ve explored every part of her being. I love her shy when I pull her to my hips, my lap. I love her present uncertainty for things she knows how to do so fucking good. I love her pink flushed skin all over. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #sexy #smut #love

I would change the way humans interpreted the word vampire, forever. ↗

— Lauren Hammond

#vampires #change

I’m tickling a traced pattern over her bare hip. She’s pretending to sleep. Her smile is an idiot. A bad secret keeper. ↗

— Pella Grace

#swoony #love

Why are you dim when your face is so fucking pretty? When your eyes are bright enough to light up my whole damn world. Why? ↗

— Pella Grace

#swoon-worthy #love

The Produce Gem grins from half-way down the chip aisle. “And I thought the cucumber choosing was detailed.” Cash. He was watching. He saw me breaking it down. He saw my invisible bad summer-time fashion choices. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #love

I didn’t know you were such a light-weight. I would have cut you off, Love Lump.” I make a face, digging the bottle from the couch cushions. “Light-weight? This motherfucker is gone. Light-weight. Come lay on me. I’ll slap your sweet pussy swollen. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #smut #love

Snatch is an ugly word,” I say. “Like it’s going to rip my dick off. Yeah—that is an ugly motherfucking word. But pussy? It just sounds soft. Cuddly. It sounds wonderful. Pussy. I love that word. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #smut #love