Scusi mia bella*, but it runs in the blood of all Italians to be skillful lovers. So you have to get used to this.
~ Olga Goa
You can't push me away, mio cuore. You can't!
I don't want you to leave. I want you to stay.
A brave girl! And a unique one. The best that I have ever met in my life.
You're very naive and innocent, and don't understand a lot of things yet.
I swear I won't touch you even with a finger until you ask me yourself.
Don't be shy, dear. I'm too old for you to be embarrassed by me.
The words of men cannot be trusted, especially men like you!
If you go on touching me, I’ll catch fire before your eyes.
I cannot believe that you're still a girl. Your kisses don’t seem that innocent. They are driving me crazy.
I’m giving pleasure to you. Don’t interfere.
Forget everything that surrounds you. Think that there’s just you and me in this wide world.
I think the word ‘pleasure’ is unknown to you. More precisely, its practical meaning.
You are like a narcotic plant.
If your parents left you, it doesn’t mean that other people will also do it to you.
Stop smiling as if I’ve been acquainted with you for ages!
Everyone thinks to the extent of their own depravity.
If you were three times poor, I would still have paid attention to you and fell head over heels in love with you.
I need only you, Milano, not your money.
It's just like in a Brazilian serial! Destiny has brought us together.
I'm afraid that if we move on to such topics, I won't be able to let you go safe and sound.
And you haven’t got a ‘pause’ button, have you? You are just uncontrollable!
Everyone thinks to the extent of their own depravity,” #HenriettaLedyanova , #FatefulItalianPassion .
Don't be shy, dear. I'm too old for you to be embarrassed by me.” #RicardoAlonso , #FatefulItalianPassion.
Everyone thinks to the extent of their depravity.” #HenriettaLedyanova, #FatefulItalianPassion
~ Olgagoa
Freedom you earn is more powerful than freedom handed to you.
~ Marissa Clarke
Sometimes that’s what it takes. Putting it all out there and hoping love wins.
Use your dick, don’t be one.
Never, even in his wildest dreams, had his imagination come close to the reality of her.
He wasn’t looking for a soulmate. That would require having a soul to share, and he’d sold his off long ago
~ Miranda Liasson
What the hell are you doing with my underwear?” He kept his response flippant. “I don’t have this color in my collection.
It’s not over, Maddie. It’s still not over between us. We need to talk.
They’d used sex instead of communication in the past, and it had turned out disastrously.
How was it that the one man who could take their company down appeared to be the only one who believed in her?
Taking over Kingston Shoes would be the final string that would unravel and cut them off from one another for good.
He was making up a story, and she was buying into his bullshit. That was a recipe for disaster
Dear God, she was getting turned on in the middle of a roadside emergency. This had to stop.
Kezia could’ve guessed from the soapy scent wafting over her shoulder. Soap and something else. The XY factor that made some men smell so good you just wanted to lick the nearest inch of available skin.
~ Tracey Alvarez
You’re like this frosting.” She swiped another swirl of it on her finger, stood and leaned forward to touch it to his bottom lip. “Pretty, momentarily pleasurable, but with no real substance or sustenance.
So you’ll cheat to win, huh?”“I’ll use any means necessary to win.”Her breasts ached at the smoky tone in his voice, like he’d reached out and rolled her nipples between his fingertips.
