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Dirty Filthy Rich Men (Dirty Duet, #1) Dirty Filthy Rich Men by Laurelin Paige
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“His lips were frantic and frenzied against mine, as though no matter how much a gave him-- and I gave him everything-- it wasn’t enough. It could never be enough.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“For him, sex was not a way to connect with others. Sex was something separate. Connecting was something he didn’t do at all.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Why do you do this to me?” I whispered. His lips hovered above mine. Dancing. Teasing. “Do what?” “Trap me like this.” “It makes me feel like I have you.” I ached at my core. “I don’t want you to feel like you have me.” “Are you sure of that?”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Donovan filled me so uniquely. Like no one else ever had, completely and totally, but it was also how he filled me that made my pussy crave him, how he moved inside me, how he bucked and raged, how he managed to go wild and yet master me all at the same time.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“His eyes narrowed. “You’re so angry. It’s making me need to fuck you.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Donovan was a guy who took the reins, which was something I admired about him, and I waited anxiously for him to do so. That motherfucker, though, was as patient as the day was long.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Because I want you to scare me, and you know it. Because the way you’re vile fits the way I’m vile.” I sucked hard on his thumb. “You’re not vile,” he groaned. He drew his wet thumb from my lips and placed his hand firmly behind my neck so he could pull me down toward him. “Then neither are you,” I managed before his mouth crashed against mine.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“He took complete command. With the length of his body pressed against me, his erection pushing firmly at my pelvis, his lips molded mine. He sucked alternately on my bottom lip and then my top, leaving no part of my mouth untouched or untasted. When this wasn’t enough, he let go of one of my hands and grabbed a fistful of my hair in its place. Then he yanked my head back, opening my mouth wider. I let out a cry that he lapped up with a long swipe of his tongue. I’d remembered this about him. I’d remembered that he’d been a kisser, and there was something validating about having the memory confirmed. Something surreal about living again a time that had only been lived through recollection for so long. Experiencing it for real with all of my senses fully engaged already had me wild. And I needed more.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“I was in Donovan Kincaid's orbit. What else was there in the world?”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Good tension. Bad tension. I wasn't sure if there was a difference when it came to Donovan.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“He was an asshole even now. It was such a turn-on.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“He worked up a pace that was uneven and unrelenting and to frenzied to call rhythmic.”
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“Why are you here?”
He crossed his arms in front of him.
“Because I can’t not be.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“I didn’t want to be a chance. I wanted a man who knew.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“It felt like a form of surrender, and for a few minutes at least, it seemed like I could give everything over to him—not just the path I walked, not just my body, but these stupid tangled up sentiments dwelling inside of me. I could give him my anger. I could give him my embarrassment. I could give him my hurt. And maybe he didn’t know any better what to do with them than I did, but for however long he held them, I wouldn’t have to feel them. And what an amazing gift that could be. That alone would be worth staying for.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“You’re an incredible asshole.” I smiled back. Begrudgingly.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Did this bother him because he’d made rules about his life? Or did the rules about his life come because things like this bothered him?”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“He couldn’t make me feel guilty for hiding. I wasn’t his to find.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“You’ve let me choke you with my cock, fucked me for a better grade, and sat without underwear in a formal restaurant, and this is what you find humiliating?”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“He crossed his arms in front of him. “We both are on board with a just sex, no strings private affair. That makes things simple.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“I’d never wanted Weston. The most attractive thing about Weston was that I’d believed he could keep me from Donovan. That he could keep me a “good girl”, safe and content without the urge for dirty, kinky filth.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Was this you marking your territory?” I asked, sure that I had the dopiest grin on my face. “Is that the reason you came up with for your fantasy?” He kept his attention on his belt as he fastened the buckle. “Is that not the right interpretation?” “No, Sabrina,” he said sharply. He met my eyes. “I came on you because it’s dirty, and it gets me off. Don’t attach anything more to it than that, fantasy or not.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“I’m going to be completely honest, Sabrina—this is a booty call and nothing else. You have every right to slap me and walk back out there. But I hope you don’t. I’m sensing you need a release right now too.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“For the smallest fraction of a second, less time that it took to inhale a full breath of air, I got excited. I didn't care if he was here to tell me why Weston was the perfect guy for me or lecture me about not see him until he wasn't engaged. I didn't care if he was here to ask for my thoughts on Phoenix or the campaign. I didn't care if he wanted to borrow a cup of sugar. He was standing at my door, and that was everything.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“What I didn’t own was the disrespectful way that Donovan had left, and that had nothing to do with me—that was on him. I refused to feel bad about it.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“And it wasn’t just Donovan I was angry with. I was angry with myself. More than anything else, I was angry at getting caught in his trap. I was angry for caring. I was angry, because if I wasn’t, then I’d be hurt, and I was pretty sure that would feel even worse.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Donovan Kincaid had the power to hurt me. And not just with his hands or the rough way he treated my body—those possible ways had always fascinated me. But he could also hurt me by not caring, could cut me so much deeper. Could scar me so much more permanently.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“There were so many things I didn’t know about Donovan Kincaid. So many things I wanted to know and yet didn’t need to know. And if I knew them, would I lose the attraction? Knowledge banished fear. If I understood him, would I lose the fear that drew me to him in the first place?”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“Advertising is catching the right wave at the right time. Sometimes you crest high, sometimes you wipe out.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Filthy Rich Men
“I’ve always been equally left- and right-brained, and I wanted to find a job that involved numbers and metrics but also involved creativity, so I got my emphasis in marketing.”
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