L. Waltree > Quotes

“When you hurt yourself, you hurt me,” he says while his fingers and eyes trace the bandage he just put on me.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“Of course I fucking care. A lot. Because somewhere along the way, something changed for me. And now, I don’t want him going out with other women or other men or anyone. I want him… here.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“I… I love you. All the parts of you. The broken ones. The asshole ones. The cocky ones. The happy ones that you save for just me.” I feel a smile stretch onto his lips against my skin. “We can’t be broken. Not by this. Not by anything.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“I’m serious. Your tears are like diamonds. They reflect all the light. You make everything brighter in my life. Even in your sadness.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“I don’t complain. I’m insatiable. I’ll gladly fucking suffocate to death.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“It’s not a relationship. We’ll use each other. Give in. Just for a little bit. Then you’ll go back to your sad, patriotic life. Marry a woman. Wear those stupid American flag pins everywhere you go.” A smile creeps onto his face. I flick my eyes between his. “Just for a little bit?” I whisper back, echoing his and my thoughts. “A little bit.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“He whines, “You can’t keep saying stuff like that.” “I can talk however I want, sailor. And right now I want to talk about how you’re going to be a good boy and not come until you have your cock shoved so far in my hole that I’ll taste your cum.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“Please,” he whispers for the second time to me, but this time, it unlocks something inside of me. A beast. A protector. I will unpack later how fucked I am for wanting to protect my bully.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“Sitting here on the floor of this gross locker room”
― L. Waltree, Pretty

“I’m always the dominant one. The one in charge. In all things, really, but especially in sex. But there’s something about Landon. When he tells me what to do, I feel… safe.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“Careful, Grant. You almost sound jealous.” “Don’t flatter yourself, pet.” I inch my face closer—my voice a quiet whisper. “Maybe it makes you so mad to see someone else playing with your pet.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“Calm down, sailor,” he murmurs, pivoting his face away, running his lips down my jaw, his scruff scraping against my face, zinging my blood. “I’m going to take care of you.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“He smirks and whispers, “I knew you were broken inside.” A weird, wet laugh bubbles out of me. “So, what? You’re going to fix me?” He shakes his head, his face rubbing against the pillow. “Nah. I’ll help you carry around the broken pieces until you realize you have the power to fix yourself.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“I take a deep breath to stop my eyes from prickling. No one deserves my tears. But especially not Javier Morales.”
― L. Waltree, Pretty

“Cry more, pet,” he croons. “I love the taste of your tears.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“you. Y-you make me feel safe.” “You are safe with me.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“After a while, I think he’s fallen asleep when his voice jolts me out of my quiet stupor. “You’re something bright and colorful in my dull life.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“I feel impossibly full, and I’m not even sure if it’s just his massive dick. It’s something else. Something brewing inside me that definitely shouldn’t be there. Something that is going to break promises.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“Baby? I called him baby? Why don’t I just ask him to fucking move in and have my babies?”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“You’ve been hiding for so long. You don’t have to do that here. Just feel everything I give you.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“You had me from the moment you set your eyes on me. I’ll never be for anyone but you,” I whisper hoarsely back.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“Our lips meld as I run my hands through his buzzed hair. When he opens his mouth on a moan, my tongue immediately drives in, dominating him. Controlling him. Making him mine. My fucking mouth. My fucking pet.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“But… maybe I can let it be, before I go back to my life of misery. Just for a little bit. How can I even ignore him anymore? It doesn’t seem to matter. Where I am. What I do to hurt myself. He’s all around me. Everywhere he shouldn’t be. Maybe if I indulge, it’ll go away.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“My eyes dart down to his lips. I want to kiss him. Desperately. To give all my gratitude with my mouth. I know what he said, that he doesn’t kiss anyone, but I get this soul crushing feeling that maybe he needs it.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“I mean it. Take from me. Everything. Leave me empty afterwards. I don’t care as long as it’s you.”
― L. Waltree, A Little Bit

“So what do you want”
― L. Waltree, Pretty

“What do you think then?” “That you fucking hate me. And I hate you too.” His eyes stare intently at mine. “Fine. Then we hate each other. Can I have you anyway?”
― L. Waltree, Pretty

“Maybe he doesn’t even remember me. How long did we know each other? It’s been so long. Eight years. We’re probably both completely different people. Those eyes flit over me, and a smile slowly creeps onto his face. “Hello, pet.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“Call me that again, pet.” “Huh?” “Call me ‘Lan,’” he rumbles. “No one’s ever called me that. Only you. It’s-it’s only for you.” Only for me. Only for me. Only for me.”
― L. Waltree, Safe

“Now, come all over my hand so I can lick it off. I want your taste in my mouth when we win this fucking game.”
― L. Waltree, Safe