Filthy Love Quotes

“You’re my dream. I want to crawl inside your skin and see how you taste from the inside. I could spend a decade just listening to you sigh like that. Spend time? Give me every fucking minute and I’ll worship you like the sick, depraved bastard I am.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“His massive body was just … sprawled.
Big, beautiful and just present.
A little dirty, a little angry. All masculine.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“Fuck, what he’d give to be the one to run her a bath at the end of the day with all that smelly gunk chicks liked to dump in the water and then carry her naked to the bathroom and submerge her weary body into the water and then maybe he’d—grow a new set of balls, since the ones he had between his legs had turned him into a royal, fucking pussy.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“He stayed far from her. And hungered to crawl near. Catching her phantom scent everywhere.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“He worshipped, completely obsessed over a woman who was so far out of his league he would need to catch three connecting buses to even have a shot at licking her zip code.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“His dominance enlivened her.
His veiled desire ignited her blood.
His magnetism, albeit a grumpier version, simply captivated her.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“She had it bad for that rude, hard-hearted, unsociable man.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“Hawk would always remain in her heart.
Forever.
First love was powerful.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“The noise between his ears was a dull roar.
He was seeing Gia later.
His obsession was practically licking its chops for a genuine look at her without doing it sneakily.
He was so fucked.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“The savage possession at no time altered. If anything, it was as fucking monstrous as him. It lingered and clung to his skin making Hawk think things he had no business thinking about. He already knew if he allowed himself to fall and sink into her she’d be the best pussy he’d ever had.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“Had a man been sexier? All her hormones were barking as she tried hard not to sweep her eyes over the veins and dusting of light hair on his forearms. This was true arousal, she thought. This was chemistry at its basest form. Raw and unfettered and crawling across the floor to the object of her sexual longing.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“Hawk was many things, he didn’t even touch the sides of normal let alone live in the same zip code.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“He’d never wanted anyone more to belong to him wholly, then and now.
Every dream.
Every fantasy.
Every whispered secret.
He wanted it all to belong to him.
Because monsters liked to own things.
To make them as dirty as they were.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“Owned. This was what it felt like to be owned by another person.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“God, her lips were perfect and pouty. He wanted to know if she still tasted the same.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“Are you insane?” His voice was pure fucking rust. “You’re the head shrink, you don’t say shit like that to the likes of me. I’m manipulative, incapable of remorse. Is that the kind of person you want around you?”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“And as much of a selfish, uncaring prick Hawk was, Gia was the one person to somehow have climbed under the spikes of his soul, to make him care whether he hurt her, used her, damaged her in any way with his body and fucked up mind. She was the only one he could leash his selfish wants for.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“He'd always known if he were this near to Gia it would break out both of their beasts. Only, hers has always been the more powerful when it had him wanting to come to heel, to do anything she wanted, to offer up his battered soul for her own keeping.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“You have no fucking idea, little bit of a thing, so old are you that you know everything? So worldly with the round eyes and the way you see the good in everything, even me. Forget everything you fucking think you know. The second I was inside you people would know, you’d be different, they’d treat you differently, tarred with my fucking ruined brush, all the rumors flying around, people who had once been your friends because they’d know I had hands all over you. I don’t fuck like a gentleman, little bit, I fuck like an animal, that stains a little girl like you. You want pretty-fucking-romance, to show off a man to your friends, to go to parties with him on your arm, so fucking meek and boring, that’s not me, will never be me. I’m not normal, the wiring is not right in my head, and I’m not for you, walk away before I’ve had my mouth on that pussy and drank down your honey, because if you don’t and I taste you, I feel how it is to shove my cock as deep and as hard as I can inside you, it’s all over, you get me? You hearing what I’m telling you? Game over, ‘cause I don’t play by anyone's rules but my own and my rules are nasty, my rules are fucking filthy.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“Men were pricks. Him included. Him most of all.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“For fucks sake, Gia. You just let a goddamn sociopath into your house. Inside your fucking mouth.” Each word dripped with scorn. Disappointment. His scowl so dark it completely washed out his entire face. “You ought to have more fucking sense than that. Shit.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love

“She was drunk on a cocktail of angry, hot tasting man.”
― V. Theia, Filthy Love