Sine Qua Non Quotes

“What a pretty cage it is, she thought. And what a seductive jailer.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“You’ve owned me for years—body and soul. I’ve been a slave to your fucking ghost.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“I think it scares you, how much you want this.” He gave her hand a squeeze for emphasis. “It doesn’t exactly fit into your precious rulebook, does it? The strait-laced good girl isn’t supposed want to fuck her brother. Even if they’re not actually related, and there’s no blood shared between them. Even if he makes her come harder than anyone’s ever made her come in her life.”

“Stop it,” said Jay.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“Don’t look at Daddy like that.” He caught her chin, thumbing her kiss-swollen lips. “It’s just going to make what’s going to happen that much harder for you.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“The cruel boy who had used to fling her own confused desires back into her face like a knife-thrower at a carnival had become a man who could charm her into holding those selfsame blades at her own throat.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“She would hate him even more if she knew all the depraved things he’d done. The fantasies, the stalking, the fucking obsession. That he had used her shampoo to jerk off and stolen her clothes, her lipstick. That when she wasn’t around, he had sometimes lain in her bed and imagined what it would be like to touch her the way she said she’d wanted to be touched in her journal.

And of course, he had watched her touch herself. Every catch of her breath, every discreet rustle of fabric, every teasing glimpse of brown skin—he had seen it all, and taken it as a sign that not even Jay was immune to pleasure. And, more importantly, that he could give it to her.

He could be the one to make her come.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“Look at you, trying to climb my face. You always did love my mouth.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“Nicholas had told himself that it was just sex that he wanted, but it was the moments before and after that he really craved: watching her comb out the tangles that he’d put in her hair by pulling on it, the feel of her fingers against his chest when she unbuttoned his shirt.

These little moments of forced tenderness were the closest he’d ever been to love.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“You can’t imagine . . . all the different ways I’ve fucked you in my head.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“His tenderness had awakened something inside her that threatened to devastate, even as it promised to satisfy the deep-seated craving she had to be loved with a savagery that bordered on ruthless. And if she let herself accept that love, she would also have to live with the fear that it could be taken away.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“That’s why I was willing to pay so much to watch you come.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“Did you ever let your nice waiter boyfriend fuck you in the ass?”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“Jay looked at him—that was a mistake. Because the sight of Nicholas bare-chested and on his knees, looking at her body like a condemned man looking at his last meal, stole what little breath remained in her lungs. You’re the sweetest girl I know, he’d said, but sweet things got consumed until there was nothing left and she already felt like she was gone.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“Someone in this room is getting fucked tonight but only one of you is going to like it.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“Jay could hear the roar of the ocean in the distance and it reminded her of her youth with the stinging salience of salt in a wound. No matter how hard she railed against sit, this place belonged to her as much as her own weary bones did, and she could not unknow the taste of those dark waters any more than she could the bitterness of citrus on a man’s clean skin.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“I never wanted it with anyone else. That’s why I kept your old bed. I couldn’t get rid of the first place I ever had you.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“Tell Daddy how much you love being the only girl who gets to fuck his face.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non