Amelia Wilde > Quotes

“The most important thing is whether it feels good and right to you,”
― Amelia Wilde, Binding Contract

“it is her body that’s been on my mind. Her eyes. Her taste. The feel of her delicate bone structure underneath my palm. It’s her body that will bear the brunt of my revenge.”
― Amelia Wilde, Net Worth

“I’ve gone from being prey he’s caught to shelter he’s found.”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“being angry is easy. Understanding a person is harder. It hurts more.”
― Amelia Wilde, Last Resort

“A sense of goodness was my mom’s way of deciding what to do about any given situation. Does it feel good when you picture that outcome?”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“What are you going to do to me?”
“Are you sure you want to know, Ms . Van Kempt?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Whatever I fucking want.”
― Amelia Wilde, The Proposition

“I hate him. I need him.”
― Amelia Wilde, King of Shadows

“I want to be fucked by a man with this much power. I want to be fucked by a man who can hurt me like this.”
― Amelia Wilde, Net Worth

“Are you too empty to take your punishment? You want your pussy full of cock while I stretch your asshole?”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“Just enough to let the thoughts keep coming. I’ve been pushing them away for so long that it’s hurting me. I see that now.”
― Amelia Wilde, Devil May Care

“I want her to love me enough to let me go.”
― Amelia Wilde, King of Shadows

“Jenny. Jenny, Jenny, Jenny.” His voice scratches its claws down a length of invisible blackboard. “Are you calling for any special reason, or just to say my name over and over until my eyes roll back in my head?”
― Amelia Wilde, Crush on You

“You’re art, remember? I want to see you come, to hear you come. I want to feel your pretty little canvas around my cock.”
― Amelia Wilde, Dark Reign

“This is how these dualities exist in one person. The sunshine laughter. The agonized tears. The wet cunt. Perhaps they’re not as contradictory as I thought. Perhaps there is another way to live, other than in pain and grief and vengeance.”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“But I don’t have a choice.
I don’t want a choice.”
― Amelia Wilde, King of Shadows

“When you’re crying and begging me to stop, Ms. Van Kempt, remember that you wanted this. Here’s the proof.”And then he takes my fingers into his mouth. Wraps his tongue around them. Licks the evidence of my humiliation off. This is how I die. This is how Charlotte Van Kempt leaves the earth. Here in Mason Hill’s closet.”
― Amelia Wilde, Net Worth

“Ironically, there is more pain because of the body’s attempts to save itself.”
― Amelia Wilde, Midnight Kingdom

“You care about her.” It’s more than caring about her. It’s survival. She’s become the air I need to breathe.”
― Amelia Wilde, Fallen Rose

“Above all, you don’t look like an idiot. You look wonderful. And maybe you feel like you’re faking it, but to me it’s as real as anything else in the world. It’s not fucking fake that you’re witty and attractive and so over-the-top captivating that I’m breaking all my own workplace rules just to get close to you at every possible opportunity.”
― Amelia Wilde, Crush on You

“I didn’t think the urge to bend and punish and lick and taste could get any stronger, and it has.
Stronger and infinitely more complicated.”
― Amelia Wilde, Net Worth

“into how embarrassing this is, how much that shame turns me on, while Roman undresses in front of me. I have to watch him through the gap left by my own legs. I’ve had plenty of dreams about this moment, but none of them come close to the reality of his muscled, naked body or the perfection of his thick cock. Eight inches and proud, standing out from his body. I lick my lips. He sees it. Roman comes to the bed and grips my thighs, his thumbs digging into the back, and opens me another stretching inch. He teases between my legs, running his fingers over my slit and then down to my other hole. A single touch there sends a shock through my entire body, and he laughs. “So much to learn,” he says, and I don’t know if he means me or him or both of us, but I’ll take it. I’ll take all of it, no matter how dirty, how depraved… He climbs over me on the bed and his thickness presses against my opening. His muscles work against mine as he enters me, so slowly it’s tortuous, until the head is inside. Then he stops. I’m squirming, panting, mewling, but he doesn’t move. He puts a hand under my chin and pushes my chin up. The sensation of it there, so close to my neck, has me moaning. “Tell me,” he commands. “Do you want more?” I let out a whimpering please and that’s all it takes to unleash him.”
― Amelia Wilde, Crush on You

“felt that, you sweet little thing. Your pussy wants to squeeze the life out of me. Fuck, you’re beautiful like this, taking my cock. Are you going to be good and come for me? Or do I need to bend you over the chair and belt your ass first?”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“You took my cock, sweet thing. It’s so beautiful to watch you struggle with it. Yes—good. Like that. So good, Charlotte. You feel so goddamn perfect. So tight.”He holds my hips tighter. “Be good for me while I fuck you.”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“It’s wrong, to get fucked outside on the street. It’s wrong to like it. It’s wrong to be so powerless and so wet for it”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“I like it when he’s cruel, I love when he hurts me, but this is a level we haven’t even flirted with.”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“There’s more cum between your thighs,” he says. “It’s dripping out of you, Ms. Van Kempt. You’re going to take it home with you.”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover

“Persephone has a soul and it's become my mission in life to dirty it up until she can't see any way to live without me.”
― Amelia Wilde, King of Shadows

“This is how I want her. Wide-eyed. Innocent. Breakable.”
― Amelia Wilde, Net Worth

“I don’t want you to be good. A good person would never be so filthy in bed. You’re fucking depraved, Leo.”
― Amelia Wilde, Hidden Beauty

“Such a good, sweet little thing. Two fingers in your tightest hole. Oh, I felt how much you liked that.”
― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover