Protecting What's His Quotes

“So you know what your punishment is going to be, sweetheart? I'm going to make love to you. Slowly. Hell, it might take me until tomorrow. I'm going to lose count of how many times you come. And every time you do, I'm going to tell you that I love you. Until you fucking get used to it.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Do you feel that, baby? That's your man moving inside you.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Baby, I don't need an excuse to cuff you. I just need the opportunity.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Let me be clear, Ginger, since you insist on talking in circles. I want you underneath me in my bed. I want to be buried inside you so deep that I have to remind you of your own name. And I want those motherfuckers leering at you from the other side of the bar to smell me on you for a week afterward.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“What color are your panties?"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me."
"Why?"
"Baby, if I'm going to take you into a room full of men wearing that dress, I'm damn well going to be the only one who knows the color of your panties.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“The longer it takes me to get between your thighs, the rougher I'm going to be when I finally get there. Understand?”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“How can you be so jealous of other men, Derek, when you know there’s only been you?”
“Baby, I’m jealous of men who haven’t even seen you yet.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“I warned you that I’m having a difficult time being a gentleman. Should I assume you’re provoking me on purpose?”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“If you want the rainbow, you've got to put up with the rain.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Hot damn, Wip. We’ve got a stone-cold fox on our hands.”
Willa flipped Ginger the bird without looking away from the full-length mirror. “This touching family sitcom moment brought to you by the letters F and U.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Who’s fucking you, Ginger?”
She knew what he wanted to hear. Throwing her head back, she reveled in every word. “My man. My man is fucking me.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Can I tell you a dirty secret?”

“Yes,” she gasped. “Just hurry.”

Derek’s dark laughter increased her arousal, coating her in slick heat. Achingly slow, he sunk two thick fingers inside her. “If I could go back and do one thing differently that first night, I would taste your virgin pussy before I fucked you. I bet it would have been extra sweet.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“That was for the hard-on I’ll be walking around with tonight. And you’ll goddamn wear the imprint of my hand on your ass for it.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Give me a chance, beautiful girl.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Are you looking for something illegal so you’ll have an excuse to handcuff me, Derek?”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Small favors often turn into full-time obligations.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“I’ve got an hour before I need to be back at the station. I’ll have fucked you three different ways by then.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“God, you’re so fucking arrogant. You think I want to be your girlfriend or something?”
… “I don’t care what you call yourself. Titles are irrelevant to what I want with you.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Often times people make questionable decisions. And even though they already taste the fat regret sandwich headed their way, they do it with a smile.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“You’re late.”

“And you’re fucking gorgeous.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Her hands moved to his chest, stroking over his shoulders. “So I’ve made my big, dramatic scene. Isn’t this the part where you kiss me, Lieutenant?”

“I can’t kiss you right now.”

“Why not?”

His chest rose and fell with a shudder underneath her hands. “I’m looking at you sitting there all puffy-eyed from crying over me. If I kiss you right now, I’ll never stop.”

Her heart pounded a wild beat. “Just one little kiss?”

Derek groaned. “God, this is how it’s going to be with you, isn’t it? When I can’t make love to you properly, you’ll beg me for it? I think you’re trying to kill me.”
― Tessa Bailey , Protecting What's His

“The longer it takes me to get between your thighs, the rougher I’m going to be when I finally get there.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Look at me. You own me. I’m owned.” He shifted his hips, making her whimper. “You own this, too.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“He leaned down and his breath feathered across her forehead, then down to her ear where he spoke in a coaxing voice. “I can make you talk, baby. Is that what you want? If you need my hand between your legs, all you have to do is ask me.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“No, no. The shirt stays on.”

“Why?”

“Because if I see your naked breasts, I’m going to want to suck your pretty little nipples. And if I suck your nipples, I’m going to need to bury my cock inside you.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“But as Derek watched himself holding Ginger in the mirror over the sink, her smaller, trembling body engulfed by his naked arms and chest, he felt the furthest thing from unaffected. Every sob or shudder that moved through her robbed him of breath. Derek wanted to decimate her sadness and anything causing it. Feeling powerless, he rubbed circles on her back with one hand.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Despite his overtly masculine appearance, his reserve suggested he would be the type to order a glass of milk at the bar.
That offended her as a bartender and as a recreational drinker.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“How can you be so jealous of other men, Derek, when you know there’s only been you?”
“Baby, I’m jealous of men who haven’t even seen you yet.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“Derek frowned. “I guess I still think of her as a kid.”

“I know. And it’s very sweet how protective you are of my sister.” She tugged on a fistful of hair. “In fact, it’s kind of a turn-on.”

Derek’s eyebrows shot up. “Another one? Jesus, how many do you have?”

“I don’t know. You keep discovering them.”

He turned onto his stomach and crawled up Ginger’s body, his eyes focused on her mouth. “Are you sure we...''
Another round of banging on the door.

“Mommy and Daddy!” Willa called from the hallway. “Zip up your pants and open the door.”

Ginger kissed him one last time and ran from the bedroom laughing.

Derek smiled after her.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“I don’t care what you call yourself. Titles are irrelevant to what I want with you.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His