Kimberly Langlois

“This was a bad idea. What was I thinking? What do her tits look like wet? You are a pervert. She needs comfort, not an orgasm.”
― Jessica Peterson, Cash

“I hate being told what to do.” “Then you’re gonna hate me.”
― Jessica Peterson, Cash

“At first, I couldn’t fucking stand you.” I scoff. “And now I can’t fucking stand how much I want you.” His eyes look positively feral. “Ask me.” “Ask what?” “Ask me to give you what you want.” I stare at him. “I can’t⁠—” “But you can.” He steps closer, melting his hips into mine. “Because you gotta know by now, I can’t deny you anything, Mollie. Not a fuckin’ thing.”
― Jessica Peterson, Cash

“Don’t know what I love more. My morning coffee or my afternoon beer.” “Depends on who you’re having it with, I think.”
― Jessica Peterson, Cash