After Hours Quotes

“There's four things a real man has to be able to do for a woman."
"Exactly how many man-lists do you have?"
He let my wrist go and ticked the items off on his fingers. "Fix her car. Grill her a steak. Kick the ass of any guy who makes her cry. And fuck her so hard she wakes up half-crippled."
"Oh my God.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“I’m gonna fall in love with you,” Kelly said. His words hung in the darkness, bright as candle flames.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“You ever been fucked by a man’s mouth?” The way he said it, I knew he wasn’t talking about any kind of oral I’d experienced. I’d been teased and spoiled and serviced by guys’ mouths, but no, I hadn’t been fucked…”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“I want to fill in the gaps, fight all the battles you can’t, because of whatever—your size or your gender. Maybe that’s sexist, but it’s what I want. I just want to feel needed by somebody who deserves whatever I got to offer.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“What we got,' Kelly said, 'we're stuck with it, even if our stubborn, rational brains might decide we're through. It'll always be there, whether we like it or not.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“I spend forty to fifty hours a week at everybody’s beck and call. When I’m off, I want what I want, the way I want it.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“He smiled back. “I’m not awake enough to be a bossy dick yet.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“You know your chances with me always get worse, the more you talk.” And Kelly finally shut up. For a block, anyway...”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“I watched him go, a tower of lean muscle and scar tissue camouflaging more secrets than I’d realized.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“Get your eyes off my dick and get your butt in the shower...”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“His lips were parted, lids heavy. This moment might not be about him and me, about two bodies unified in pleasure or anything profound, but goddamn he looked good. Looked exactly as he felt— strong and big and one hundred percent in control. And I felt exactly as he surely saw me, a hungry vessel, eager to please, at the mercy of his cock.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“If I fall in love with you, it’ll be because I know you inside and out, and because you’re somebody I want to be a better person for—instead of in spite of.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“My storms didn’t always stay outdoors. Sometimes they stole inside my very body, fisted my car key and dragged it down some asshole’s shiny red hood.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“In the simplest language, spoken without a single word between out two bodies.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“These past couple of weeks, I’d scaled Kelly’s massive wall and peeked at what lay beyond. But I’d made myself too comfortable, and he’d tossed me back out, stacked his defenses thicker and taller and coiled it with a halo of concertina wire.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“He was the best lover I’d ever had. So far ahead of the competition, I couldn’t even recall their names or faces.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“Just us two, stripped and spent, hearts beating together in the darkness.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“Nobody’s fucked me that good in ages.”

I laughed. “I didn’t even get you off.”

“You will. Unless you broke your hip or something.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“We’re not messing around tonight, I informed him as we reached the main road.
I never mess around. I’m all business in the sack.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“His body was as powerful as ever, looking as strong and exciting and cut as it did in my fantasies. He owned me in smooth, explicit strokes. But it was the noises he made that had me aching. The tight grunt each time his hips met mine. There was a helplessness in that plaintive sound. Something that said, Let me in, a plea trying to pass for an order.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“Caring was all about surrender, in the end. The opposite of control. The difference between strangling someone and embracing them.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“You gonna come for me, Kelly?”

He answered with a throaty, “Oh,” and I knew I had him.

“Show me.”

“I will. I’ll let you see. Let you see what I’ve imagined, every fucking time I’ve shot in my hand, thinking about you.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“He grinned, attention dropping to my mouth. “I guess I better get busy persuading, then.” A soft kiss, then deeper. Then a growl. “Jesus, you smell like a cherry paczki.”

That’d be my Chapstick, but who was I to break his little Polish heart?”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“Right now, though, the world spun on Kelly’s cock. The sun rose and set around it, and I wanted it like I’d never known I could want anything.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“My mouth could deny my interest in Kelly all day long, but my pussy didn’t lie. He felt like more than a single person. Two hands, a hard body, a mean voice. A one-man orgy. I’d leave here limping, just as he’d promised.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“His pale irises had grown as dark as his intentions, lids heavy.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“His irises were pale with a dark ring, gray like his self-designed uniform…”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“We’re all just pinballs, getting bonked around wherever our upbringings kick us.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“His sharp eyes scanned everything, but they didn’t dart. Nothing about him promised sudden movement...”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours

“His mood-ring eyes were neutral gray, summer clouds that threatened no rain.”
― Cara McKenna, After Hours