Compromised for Christmas Quotes

“You have been a bit idiotic,” she agreed. “But you’re my idiot,” she said tenderly, smiling up at him.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“Do not fret over much about what to wear. If things go as I plan them to, you shan’t be wearing it for long.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“Sodding hell, Fitz. Hand meets flesh. It’s not that difficult.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“One would think she was made up of sugar and flowers and kittens. Not snowballs and headlocks and curses.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“from the cold—or excitement, perhaps. Or both. Her green eyes, crinkled with laughter, were barely visible through her snowflake-dusted blonde lashes. She looked like joy. She felt like joy. He’d like to kiss joy.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“Her cheeks and nose were flushed a cinnamon-sweet red from the cold—or excitement, perhaps.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“And he fled.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“The offending muscle residing in his chest said otherwise, thrumming in a soft undeniable rhythm: Gi-gi, Gi-gi, Gi-gi. It no longer beat for him. It beat for her.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“Surviving on one another’s shuddering sighs.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“He merely held onto his desk for the ride. A ride of wicked pleasure that filled every crevice, throbbed heavily in every muscle, pulsed violently in every vein.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“This is my ugly waistcoat.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“I’ll have you know, she was very pleased with my performance,” he said tightly.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“She let out a huff, clouding the window in front of her. She supposed it would just be her and Derek for the rest of her days, when it came to her pleasure. Derek being her trusty dildo. He was a beauty. Carved ivory.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“The lobster could have defiled her father’s boot, and he would have been just as offended.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“What would happen if one kissed a lobster?”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas

“Goodness, this had gone completely arse-backwards. Tits-sideways. She had been fishing for a savage shark and ended up with a crimson crustacean.”
― Lizzie C Koz, Compromised for Christmas