B. Sobjakken > Quotes

“Only for you, Isabelle. I never wanted to settle down until the thought of keeping you.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bartered Innocence

“I’m not sure what I expected a thirty-four-year-old man to look like”
― B. Sobjakken, Deceitful Dreams

“the need to be buried inside her is overwhelming.”
― B. Sobjakken, Secrets in the Dark

“Pet, you’re my little pet. Not a plaything.” Her eyebrows furrow. “What’s the difference?” I step closer, grasping her chin to look at me. “Playthings are to be used and discarded.” My thumb rubs along her bottom lip. “Pets are to be cared for, cherished, and kept.”
― B. Sobjakken, Degraded Terms

“I don’t love the woman I call my wife, and I think I was trying to place a subconscious familiarity because she’s the sister of the woman I truly want. Kendall was easily available, and I was ready to settle. It’s a sad truth, and it makes me a bastard.”
― B. Sobjakken, Delightful Surprises

“His pace is relentless, I barely hear the second fart-like noise over the slapping of our skin. I don’t have time to feel humiliated as Callum groans. “Fuck, keep that pussy tootin’. Make room for my baby gravy, love.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“Then lemme shave your stink wrinkle first, and then I’ll have my buffet of muff pie.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“You’ll feel the weeds in front of your mud dungeon if it’s not pruned as well.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“I want it more than I want the air to breathe.” Her nose scrunches. “I like you breathing.” “And I’d like to munch your krabby patty.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“He’s looking to add his banana to that fruit salad.” I blink. “What?” “You know, batter-dipping the corn dog. Creaming your twinkie,”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“my front, squeezing at my fun bags. “One day soon, these are going to leak with boobie broth and I’m gonna guzzle it down all day,” he whispers into my ear.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“Not every situation has a fucking victim.”
― B. Sobjakken, Irredeemable

“My eyes widen at the noise so similar to flatulence even though I know for a fact my buttcheeks aren’t flapping. Tears water in my eyes as I blink up at him. “That wasn’t…I didn’t—“ “Shhh, baby,” he says, his hand pressing down on my lower stomach. He surges forward another inch. “Your tight, tiny canal is emptying for me. It’s my victory horn.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“You could probably still see if you stand behind the desk. I tend to work harder when I know I have an audience.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“Every jump swung the giant schlong between his legs, leaving nothing to the imagination about his weapon of mass vaginal destruction.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“Oh my god. What are you saying? He ate your whisker biscuit?”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy

“I grab the shaving cream, slathering up her stench trench.”
― B. Sobjakken, Bouncy