Thalia Sanchez > Quotes

“To everyone who watched Scream and developed a mask kink. This one’s for you.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“What a fucking good girl,” he mutters. “I’ve got you, darling.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“I welcome the version of me who finds solace in the arms of a killer.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“After we’re done here, I will have to give him my number because I want a re-do in a proper bed. How could I not? He’s so determined to have his face buried in my pussy that he dropped to his knees for me in the middle of a work shift.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“The dominating, mysterious man kneeling for me is a sight to behold. I’d have him in that position every single day if he wanted.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“He consumes me, obliterating everything in his path, erasing the memories of each guy who came before him. No one exists anymore, just him.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Your cunt takes me so fucking well.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“It’s an honor to be on my knees for you.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“You’re so beautiful, darling. You did so fucking good,” he praises, brushing the tip of his fingers along my back. “I wish I could’ve felt your clit pulse on my tongue when you came.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Using sass isn’t my best move, but I never said I was writing the tutorial on how to defeat a killer when you’re naked in a bathroom.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Touch my pussy,” I plead. “This isn’t enough.”
A groan of approval erupts from him. “What a fucking good girl,” he mutters. “I’ve got you, darling.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? You would love to have me filling your mouth with my cock, keeping you from screaming.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Am I yours?” he questions.
“Always mine. Forever mine.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“It’s odd that I have his semen smeared all over my abdomen, and we haven’t exchanged names.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Ride my mask, darling.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“You need to be sure because there’s no going back,” he warns, and as he speaks, he uses the tip of his dick to tease my pussy. It travels along my slit, moving from my clit to my entrance, and repeating the process. I close my eyes, focusing on the heavenly stir spreading in my lower abdomen. “If I put my cock in you, I’m claiming you.”
“Claim me,” I encourage him. “Make me yours.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Yes, darling, just like that,” he praises between kisses. My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I welcome his approval. “Keep riding my thigh.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had sex before. But there’s a stark difference between having a vanilla encounter in the bedroom and being asked to ride someone’s face while they wear a mask.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Touch my pussy,” I plead. “This isn’t enough.” A groan of approval erupts from him.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Who said we’re done here?” he muses, a hint of laughter present in his tone. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“This stranger, a cold-blooded killer, is my ataraxia.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Running with desperation will do that to a girl.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Darling, you looked so beautiful riding my thigh. I loved watching you get flustered with need, but right now, I would love nothing more than to watch you ride my mask. I want your scent all over me, so I can remember how it felt when I had my head buried between your thighs.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“He’s as douchey as the rest of them, like I knew he was. I’m not surprised, but it’s disappointing, nonetheless. Men often are.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“No hell would be worse than breathing in a world without her in it.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“I’d wear the scent of your pussy to my deathbed if I could, darling.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“I’ve lost my mind somewhere during this immersive experience, going from terrified to aroused in seconds. Nothing makes sense anymore.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“For someone so lethal, he’s not great at handling pain.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“Let me hear you. I want to listen to every sound you make when I touch your needy little cunt.”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed

“What are the odds of going to a haunted house attraction and unknowingly fucking an actual killer?”
― Thalia Sanchez, Slashed