G. Eilsel > Quotes

“You don’t think I’ve tried? To cleanse myself of this fucking obsession I have with you? To move on?”
― G. Eilsel, Shadow Daddy

“Never be afraid to share your desires, Regan. Own them without shame and let go of anyone who tries to make you feel guilty over them.”
― G. Eilsel, Irish Cream

“She has more curves than a winding mountain road, and I’m ready to navigate each one.”
― G. Eilsel, Irish Cream

“I fucking wanted you more than I’ve ever wanted anything else in my life.”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“Thankful for my invisibility, I undo my pants and slide my hand inside, firmly gripping my cock and moving my fist at a deliberate pace. The crowd walks by, living their boring lives, without a clue that I’m beating my meat only feet away.”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“Ride my face, Gillian,” he says, his voice muffled by my sex as he continues to explore with his tongue. “Won’t I hurt you?” I ask, gasping as he feasts on me. “No, just pretend my mouth is my cock, and ride me just like you do when you’re in my lap.” “What if you can’t breathe?” “Then I’ll die a happy man. Now, you should know better than to deny me. Fuck my face, and don’t be gentle.”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“Her tits are the size of fucking cantaloupes—probably just as juicy—and her ass”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“It’s a curse, having a cock this big when you’re not allowed to use it properly.”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“We have a problem.” “What’s… what’s the problem?” I ask, my body slowly giving back into his thick fingers working me, my thighs trembling as he rubs. He gives me a smirk that oozes masculinity, spinning faster and faster, building me up again. “You made a mess of me, and now you need to clean it up.”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“Fuck, you’re wet, little siren,”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“Did he fuck you like he owns you?”
― G. Eilsel, Shadow Daddy

“Jacob speaks so highly of you, but he failed to mention just how beautiful you are. A fucking vision.”
― G. Eilsel, Mother F*cker

“Watch your mouth, you fucking twerp, or I’ll finish what I started last night,” he growls, and I absolutely, one hundred percent, cannot help what my face does when I catch a whiff of his breath.”
― G. Eilsel, Ronan

“I crave a dance of dominance and submission, teeth that sink into my flesh and hands that leave violent imprints on my skin. Fingernails that carve a crimson masterpiece across my back because the passion is too intense to fight the urge to maim. Hands that wrap around my throat and constricting fingers that steal my breath. That’s what I need to feel alive.”
― G. Eilsel, Down The Rabbit Hole

“Make no mistake, Iain,” she says as my eyes slam back into hers, her lips grazing mine as she whispers, “I’ve always seen you.”
― G. Eilsel, Irish Cream

“You will stay,” he declares firmly, his voice demanding obedience, “and you will find pleasure in every single second. I’ll make sure of that.”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“One look at you was all it took, and I couldn’t stay away, Mari. For my entire life, I’ve never visited the same human twice, and now no one else will do.”
― G. Eilsel, Shadow Daddy

“You are everything. And you…” My fingers squeeze, forcing her mouth to pop open in a quiet gasp. “Belong…” I scoot closer, so my words land on her lips. “To me.”
― G. Eilsel, Shadow Daddy

“Curious, I watch as he pops open the cap and squeezes the thick, amber liquid onto my nipples. “Honey,” he explains as his lips crash down, tongue swirling as he drapes his massive body over mine. His unhurried pace allows him to thoroughly enjoy the sticky sweetness of my breasts. His expert tongue and lips caress every inch, while the growing hardness between my thighs asserts its presence against me.”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“What a good fucking girl,” I tell her as I pull out and slam back in, filling her. “I think you deserve something for good behavior, don’t you agree?”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“Stubborn fucking woman,”
― G. Eilsel, Shadow Daddy

“You’re mine.”
― G. Eilsel, Shadow Daddy

“Lies, lies, and more fucking lies. Everything about her sets my senses on fire.”
― G. Eilsel, Shadow Daddy

“My stomach... I’m self-conscious about it being visible.” Before she can try to dress herself again, I rip her shirt off her head. “Everything about you is fucking perfect,”
― G. Eilsel, Come to Cupid

“This book is dedicated to anyone who's ever fantasized about having two men in kilts spit-roast you for an entire weekend.

And if you’re following the count, the word "cock" is used 168 times over 140 pages this time.

You're welcome.”
― G. Eilsel, Irish Cream

“Hang your halo at the door, angel. You’re in my version of Heaven now, and you won’t need it here.”
― G. Eilsel, Deviled Eggs