Rusty Nailed Quotes

“Fucking gorgeous man. And the best part? The way he looked at me. Like I was the prettiest girl in the room.
“Hey, baby.”
The man was a poet.
“Hey.”
I was too.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“...sometimes you have to pretend to be feeling better to actually feel better. It's why new workout clothes make you feel like you want to work out.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Dirty talk is an art. Do it too often, it becomes routine. Never do it, and you’re missing something. Simon did it just right. He was like a perfect bowl of smutty porridge: just right.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“His gaze grew wistful, and he looked so young. 'I don't want to put things off, even though we haven't been together a really long time. I don't want to wait--you never know what can...Look. I adore you, and I want a home. Again. With you.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“But when you go weeks without that same 190 pounds in your bed, the truth is, it felt kind of nice to sleep underneath that. Or at least, off to the side just a little bit. I loved him, but I loved my kidneys too.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“My boyfriend likes to fuck my brains out on our kitchen island. Which tile would you recommend for that?”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“When you were in a long-distance relationship, of course you made the most of the time you were together. But sometimes, it was the unexpected that really made the difference. The unexpected emotions you were hit with when you saw that face, looked into those eyes, felt those lips. The unexpected reminder of why you fell in love with this person could hit you so powerfully. And this was that time.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“I love the shit out of you. So calm down and just tell me what you need. -Simon”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“He bent over the back of sofa inside my apartment and removed my panties. With his Teeth.
With his mother-loving teeth! I can't even!

Romance novels, schmomance novels, here's how Wallbanger does it”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“He lifted his head and opened his eyes. Singularly focused, dark, and of one mind-set.
Simon was about to fuck.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“She was always calm under pressure, always the cucumber when everything else was jalapenos.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Hell, yes. I love you; that’s not going to change. I want this, I want you, and I think . . . Oh hell, here comes the Dawson’s Creek.”

He grimaced and I chuckled in spite of the moment.

His gaze grew wistful, and he looked so young. “I don’t want to put things off, even though we haven’t been together a really long time. I don’t want to wait—you never know what can . . . Look. I adore you, and I want a home. Again. With you.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“So what do we do next? Y’know, as people in a relationship after they’ve solved a conflict.”
“Pretty sure a blow job should follow this,” he said seriously.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“I’m very cute when I’m vulnerable.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Because no one can hurt you quite like someone who says he loves you.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“dicks didn’t need to be inserted for it to be cheating.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Caroline, I love the shit out of you. So calm down and just tell me what you need. No more holding back. And then I’ll tell you what I need, and we’ll figure out how to work it out.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Hey, Babe."
The man was a poet.
"Hey."
I was too.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Think I even noticed that I had a forehead full of sofa? Hell no, I had a Wallbanger kneeling between my legs.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“With one lick, I was close. With a second lick, I was close to stupid.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“I don’t get it.” He sighed, standing up and throwing his dinner into the trash can. As he turned back to me, I saw total confusion in his eyes. “When I was thirteen, my dad bought my mom a new car. She came home from the grocery store one day, and bam—there it was. Red bow and everything. And she said all the same things you’re saying. It’s too much, you shouldn’t have done this—everything. And my dad kissed her, handed her the keys, and said, ‘Let’s go for a drive.’ And that was it. She gave in.” He leaned against a sawhorse, dragging his hands through his hair. “You know why? Because she knew how much it meant to him. Everything he did was to make her happy.” His voice deepened toward the end, sounding rough and a little choppy.

His blue eyes were huge, and I could see his jaw clenching. He cleared his throat. Twice. Then he swallowed hard. Shit.

“So keep the car, don’t keep the car, whatever. I just wanted to do something nice for you, because I could.” His voice wobbled a bit, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I was in front of him, pulling him close and wrapping his strong arms around me. I held him tight. A minute later, I felt him hang on. Sweet boy.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Wait a minute, hold up. Stop everything. His name is Barry -" i started. "-Derry?" Mimi finished. We collapsed on the floor howling amid chopsticks and soy packets. "Silence, whores, silence. Besides, Reynolds, you dated a guy named James motherfucking Brown," Sophia snapped back.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Bring a grown-up sucked sometimes.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Dressed in black pants, a white button-down, and a leather jacket, he was sophisticated but cool. A man about town, a globetrotter, a secret cat whisperer who would sell his soul for an apple pie. And he was mine.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Clive remained behind Simon’s knees.
Simon’s Knees . . .
What a great name for a band.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“I’m hardly just someone. I think I rate a little higher than that,”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“It was like pulling one loose thread on a sweater, and suddenly, poof, no sweater! And you’re standing naked in a new hotel with terrible lighting.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“I had the life I wanted. And I wasn't afraid to say no to somthing more.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“Like I could stop? Don’t you know I dream about this when I’m away?” he asked, nudging me with his nose, exactly where I needed his mouth to be.

“You . . . dream about . . . this?” I asked, arching my back. I was so close, so very close.

“Fuck, yes, are you kidding?” He flattened his tongue and dragged it across my entire sex, dipping inside and continuing up, closing his mouth now and encircling me with his lips. Releasing me with a groan of his own, he brought one hand down, using his fingers to press into me. “I think about this, and the sounds you make when you come, the way you taste. Mmm . . . sweet Caroline, you drive me crazy.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed

“You’re fucking hot, and you’re fucking great, you’re a fucking catch. And if fucking Neil doesn’t get to have you anymore, who cares, because you’re fucking awesome,” I finished.”
― Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed