Tight Quotes

“Kissed. Worshipped. Seduced. Fucked within an inch of her life.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“The word ‘tight’ has twenty-two definitions, but my favorite is Webster’s fifth - “a bond which cannot be broken.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“You will bend for me, spread for me, allow me to have every inch of surface, all while screaming my name and shuddering into my heart.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“Who hides more than he gives. Who lies more that he tells the truth.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“I could look in this man’s eyes all day. Could get lost in them, move for them, lie, steal, die for them.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“I allowed the weakness to fester, to rot at the bones of my ribcage until my chest was cracked wide open and she had crawled inside and feasted on my heart. Inhaled it until there was no longer her and I but only us.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“Every saved soul was a pebble into the stream that was my broken heart. I threw every pebble in and hoped the water would dam, hoped the hurt would fade, hoped the memories would fade. But the stream never dried, the hurt never ceased, and my pain never healed.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“I should be riding him like a prize stallion.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“a bond which cannot be broken.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“What is it about you?"
”Me?” She lifted her chin, looked at me head on.

"I can’t stop myself. I want to pin you and fuck you against every surface I come to….”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“Bitch, God is smacking you on the damn forehead. Jump.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“When I arched against him, his eyes drank it in, eager and greedy, and if I could bottle up that moment, I would never have to wonder if he found me attractive. I could open it and sip it, a bit at a time, and be satisfied my whole life.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“When had I gotten so afraid of love and hope that I strangled it to death with my insecurity? Maybe it was easier to date an ugly man, one with obvious flaws, one who belched and couldn’t dress, and wasn’t so damn perfectly tempting. At least then I’d feel confident.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“Back when I had fresh, unwounded eyes. Before I realized the selfishness and deceit that we, as adults, hold. The ugly truths of life that pull apart love and make our relationships obligation-centers that carry us from year to year, transition to transition.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“ohmygodIthinkIsuckedhisdick.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“Should I be worried?” He set down the bread. I smiled. “No. But go easy on him. He hasn’t had to see me with anyone for a while. It’s ... strange for him. Hearing the stories and now, seeing you here.” “What are the stories?” “Oh, you know. Dark, handsome stranger whisking off innocent, sweet, loved-by-all Riley Johnson. Corrupting her weekends before sending her back a ruined woman.” “Oh, is that what they’re saying?” His mouth curved. I nodded, widening my eyes. “Oh yes. It’s quite the scandal.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“Yes.” Brett smiled and I cringed at his omission of ‘ma’am.’ The word was a Southern requirement, a verbal side dish that must accompany every course. It didn’t matter if the person addressed was six years old. Or twenty. Or ninety. In the South, we said ‘please’ and ‘thank you,’ ‘sir,’ and ‘ma’am.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“I became lost in her face when she orgasmed around my cock, felt the warmth of her smile when we shared a joke.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“You are every man's wet dream”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“let us read the information about the celebrity's personal life. Just stay with us.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“if I have you, you will not return to life as you know it. You will not flirt with men around the water cooler at work. You will bend for me, spread for me, allow me to have every inch of your surface, all while screaming my name and shuddering into my heart. That is what I mean.” Holy shit.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“You have horrible taste in sensible footwear. Prefer high-pressure sexual advances to gentlemanly overtures. Can order a poor man into bankruptcy. Have questionable judgment when it comes to choosing travel companions.” I”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight

“didn’t want to know what made a few squeals come from that general vicinity. “That was textbook romance. I’d give up an ovary for that right there.”
― Alessandra Torre, Tight