Pucking Around Quotes

“Three platonic fuck buddies and a hyperactive dog. What could possibly go wrong?”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“But this isn’t just sex for me, Rachel,” Jake adds, his face solemn. “Hell, at this point, I’ll settle for just breathing your air. I’ll rub your feet on the couch after a long day. I’ll do your laundry. I’ll hold your purse while you shop for trail mix. That’s how crazy I am about you. I have to be me, and this is who I am. This is how I feel. Move in and be with me. With us. Whatever that looks like to you, we’ll figure it out. Just give me more than this nothing. I can’t bear another second of the nothing.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Death by too much dick. And this is a death I mean to die over and over and over again.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“You really think I could forget my Seattle Girl? Baby, you’re all I think about.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“You deserve every good thing in life. Don't wait for it to come to you. Go out and get it.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Because, if she leaves us, she didn’t love us enough to stay, respect us enough to let us make our own decisions, or want us enough to fight through this storm,”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“You can’t stop the bad things from happening—to yourself, to your brother, to any of us. I know because I’ve lived the same as you, trying to keep my life small. Really all I did was build myself a cage. And then I trapped myself inside that cage and told myself the bars weren’t real.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Oh baby, just you wait. I’ve got the next ten months to slow burn the fuck out of this.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Just call me Reddi, ‘cause I’m fucking whipped.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“I see you, mun leijona. They see you too,” he adds, gesturing at Caleb and Jake. “You would brave any danger for those you love. Climb any mountain, leap from any clifftop. A love like yours is wild and dangerous. You need men who will not seek to harness you or break your spirit. You need men who will protect you. Who will provide a safe space for you to love as freely as your heart will allow. We are those men.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“I snort. “Yeah, well I had a 6’5” blond Viking saying ‘bend over.’ You tell me what you would’ve done in my position, Tess.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“When you spend so long living in the cloud of your mistakes, it's difficult to see your way out of the fog.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“We all deserve a second chance,” I say. Feeling like this is a moment of truth, I lean in. “But just know that, if Ilmari is a lion, I’m his lioness. Hurt my husband, and I’ll rip out your fucking throat. Agreed?” He smirks, giving me a nod. “Joo.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Mars, I have zero interest in fucking you or getting fucked by you. Are you kidding? The idea of your monster cock coming anywhere near me is literally terrifying. Honestly, I don’t know how Rachel does it. I don’t have the courage to bottom for you, and I totally lack the death wish to try and top you.” He gestures between us with a frantic hand wave. “So, are we good? We done here? You need this super weird conversation to go on any longer?”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Please take this as the only warning I will give: Fuck our girl against one of my nets again, and I’ll cut off your pretty little cock. Understood?”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“I want him on his knees. I want him drowning in my pussy, and I want to scream his name as I come apart.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Right,” he laughs. “Well…these are the guys, right? What are you calling them—your boyfriends? Your squad? Your pussy posse?” Jake snorts, his mouth open like he’s about to speak. “Don’t,” I snap. “The first of you to refer to our relationship as the ‘pussy posse’ will be the first voted off the island. Agreed?”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Meanwhile, my soul quietly ascends to a higher plane. I’m gone. Deceased. Dead from too much overwhelming euphoria. My body is sandwiched between three men I love who love me.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Stronger together. Never to be parted. Ilmari Price is my husband. My lover, my friend.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“I loved you from the moment I saw you. You stole my breath away, and I’ve been living on borrowed time ever since. Be my life support. Keep my heart beating. Marry the fuck outta me.” I grin, my own hands cupping his cheeks. “I love you so much, Jake. You walked into that bar, and I never stood a chance. I am so irrevocably yours. Be mine forever.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“mun leijona.” More tears fall as I wrap a hand around his wrist, leaning into his touch. “What does that mean?” “It means ‘my lioness,’” he replies. “For that is what you are to me, and have always been: a fearless, dark-haired lioness. Look at yourself through my eyes, Rakas. Through Jake’s eyes. Through Caleb’s eyes.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“My goalie is hurt. Mars is hurt. Rule number fucking one in hockey? Never touch the goalie.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“She didn’t seem to be protesting,” I add darkly. “Oh, she will protest,” he huffs. “When I rip them out of those fucking jerseys and spank their asses raw. Come on.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Caleb laughs too, dropping his hand away from me. “Don’t worry, Pop. It’s just a little team-building exercise.” He gives me a wink, his hand dropping back down between us to take mine. We’re the only two who know the truth: the Rays aren’t the team he’s talking about. Not at all.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Seeing you in another man’s jersey? Well, it’s a rare kind of torture. One look at you, and Jake is gonna play his best game of the season.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Jake has serious girth and length, but it’s like comparing a big, delicious bratwurst with a two-pound salami. No way will this fit. My insides already feel rearranged.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Fuck it. I’m poking this bear. I lean in closer, lowering my voice. “Imagine your cock buried to the hilt inside my cunt, Mars. Then Caleb slides in with his pierced dick, edging you to the point of euphoria. That’s when my pussy will strangle you both, and we all come together in a shaking, sweating pile of arms and legs and dripping cum. That’s DVP.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“I cannot let my first blowjob from Jake Compton be over in sixty seconds. I have to slow this down. I have to last.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“I love you, Caleb Sanford, and I am not afraid of your darkness. You’d have to do a lot more than break a knee and become an alcoholic to dance all night with my devils. I dare you to let me in,”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Well, I’m sorry I didn’t have flowers and a box of chocolates, Mars,” he says, rolling his eyes. “I thought on beach day it was all settled with your big, fancy speech about building foundations on shifting sands,” he adds. “That’s why we need the pyramid. A triangle on sand falls right over. A pyramid doesn’t. Ask Egypt. You pushed us to make a pyramid, and now you’re playing dumb, and I’m fucking sick of it.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around