The Voyeur Next Door Quotes

“Friends are great, except, I never know what to do with them. I see other people and it all seems so natural. They laugh and talk and make plans to talk and laugh some more at a later date. I would probably throw a fry at them and hope they were distracted enough not to notice me running away.”
― Airicka Phoenix, The Voyeur Next Door

“God, baby, I need you inside me so bad…” My husky moan fogged the glass, obscuring my view of the deep fried and smothered in chocolate goodness just one creepy glass lick away from being all mine.”
― Airicka Phoenix, The Voyeur Next Door

“He held me much closer than Carl had. His grip was firm and possessive. It left no doubt in anyone’s mind who I belonged to and that alone sent a thrill through me that I knew was wrong. He imprisoned me in the unwavering chains of his gaze, leaving me powerless to break away while he scrutinized my soul. I wondered what he was looking for.
“You came.”
The hand on my waist slid over the swell in my spine where it connected to the rise of my backside. His palm flattened against the spot and I was drawn even closer, eliminating what modicum of space there had been between us. My soft frame was cradled seamlessly into the unyielding length of his in all the places that counted, thighs, pelvis, stomach … breasts. I couldn’t even breathe without feeling the skim of my hardened nipples against his chest. I couldn’t move without feeling his cock reaching for me through miles of fabric to prod into my midsection.
He was long and hard and I grew wet from that knowledge alone.
“Gabriel…”
“I couldn’t leave without having this dance with you.”
My fingers tightened around his shoulder. “Why?”
His quiet exhalation whispered over the curve of my cheeks, smelling of mint and despair. “Because the further away I got from you, the more it felt like if I kept driving, I would lose you for good and that scared me like nothing else.”
― Airicka Phoenix, The Voyeur Next Door

“Your stick doesn’t magically get waxed on its own and eventually, you’ll give yourself blisters.”
― Airicka Phoenix, The Voyeur Next Door

“It was torture to be starving and not being able to eat. All I could think about was my face and my chewing and how much food was on my fork when I brought it to my mouth. Eating in front of people was like stripping and standing there naked for everyone to judge. My mind was in a constant state of panic wondering if I looked like a pig when I was eating, or if I was chewing too loud. Or worse, what if I ate too much and everyone saw what my mom always saw: a fat sob that could do with losing a few meals? The thought always left me in cold chills.”
― Airicka Phoenix, The Voyeur Next Door

“You're my kind of perfect," I went on, quieter.
"Even if I really eat like a pig?"
I never batted an eye. "Even if you ate with your feet.”
― Airicka Phoenix, The Voyeur Next Door

“You know, this is why women don't feel comfortable bringing their cars in to get checked, because of assholes like you who treat them like they're braindead and unworthy of a fair exchange. You think just because we're women and may not know as much about vehicles as men that we're somehow less superior to you. Well, you know what, Jack, you can keep your fucking job. I wouldn't work for you, with you, near you if you paid me in gold bricks.”
― Airicka Phoenix, The Voyeur Next Door

“Only the stick was his finger and the counter was the only thing keeping him safe from my all out crazy.”
― Airicka Phoenix, The Voyeur Next Door