This Isn't Fair, Baby Quotes

“My pussy seems to start flashing like a disco ball whenever a bad guy is in the vicinity.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“She relaxes. “That was…” “Intense? Hot? Sexy as hell?” I quip. Her chest trembles as she laughs. “I was going to say fucked up.” My fingers thread into her hair, and I tilt her head up so I can see her pretty face. Those fiery green orbs have lulled into a sleepy state. I love the look on her. “Mi diablita, you haven’t seen fucked up yet.” She smirks, which makes my softening cock jolt inside her. “Bring it on, big daddy.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“I’m good to her every single night, cariño. So good. I think even the people three towns over”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“I rub her faster and smile when the opening of her pussy shimmers in the light. Like a fucking magical unicorn, this cunt of hers. I’ll ride it all the way to hell.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“Heroes are for fairytales.” I rest my head on his shoulder. “Our story is one from the horror section.” He kisses the top of my head. “With a little erotica thrown in?” I laugh as we slowly make our way into the bright sunlight. “With a lot of erotica thrown in.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“She is my angel. My fucking destiny. She’s mine.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“Whatever he did with her won’t compare to what I’m going to do. I’m going to awaken her beast. I’m going to feed it and fuck it. There won’t be any taming her beast. If anything, I’m about to free it.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“Vienna is the motherfucking queen.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“Come,” he growls when I don’t immediately follow after him. “I’d like to, but someone is too busy playing the gentleman,” I grumble back.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“When you’re my wife, I will cut out the eyes of all those who even look at you,” he hisses as his mouth drops to mine. His hot breath tickles me. “And I will cut off the fingers of anyone who dares put his hands on you.” I shiver. My psycho villain siren should be wailing, but instead it is silent. The only sound is my heart thumping loudly in my chest. His violent words turn me on. I rub my thighs together and dart my gaze to his hooded one. “You’re so romantic,” I tease, my voice breathless.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“You’ll be mine soon. And nobody fucks over my wife,” I growl as I nip at her lip. “Not even me.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“Patience, mi diablita. I’ll sex you up when I am good and ready. It’s all about the build up.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“What is it with these fucking adorable American beauties trying to make deals with me? I’m a bad man. A conqueror. Not some fair and just douchebag who is swayed by a pair of pretty tits and a shy smile. Oh…oh, wait. Perhaps I am that douchebag.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“I wince upon realizing he’s torn some stitches. “A hero would carry his queen right out of here,” he says with a grunt, his fingers brushing through my tangled hair. I grip his hand with mine and tug him toward the door. “Good thing we’re villains because we’re going to walk out of here together. Equals. King and queen. Heroes are for fairytales.” I rest my head on his shoulder. “Our story is one from the horror section.” He kisses the top of my head. “With a little erotica thrown in?” I laugh as we slowly make our way into the bright sunlight. “With a lot of erotica thrown in.” His palm finds my face and he kisses me hard. “I love you.” “I love you more.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“No fucking surprise there, though. My pussy seems to start flashing like a disco ball whenever a bad guy is in the vicinity.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“The smile makes his light brown eyes twinkle with delight. “I can see I’m going to have fun with you, mi diablita. So much fun.” “Touch me and you die,” I bite out, my voice slightly wobbling. He chuckles. “You Americans are so feisty. It makes Daddy Diego so fucking hard.” I snort and lift an eyebrow at him. “We Americans also make fun of assholes who talk about themselves in third person.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“The bad guys aren’t supposed to be so damn handsome. They’re supposed to be scarred and ugly. Yet here this one is—scarred up something terrible—yet he is anything but ugly. “I’ve been looking for you, ángel.” I tilt my chin up and bite out my words. “Here I am. And I am not an angel.” This earns me a wide smile which reveals every pearly white tooth in his mouth. The smile makes his light brown eyes twinkle with delight. “I can see I’m going to have fun with you, mi diablita. So much fun.” “Touch me and you die,” I bite out, my voice slightly wobbling. He chuckles. “You Americans are so feisty. It makes Daddy Diego so fucking hard.” I snort and lift an eyebrow at him. “We Americans also make fun of assholes who talk about themselves in third person.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby

“I need to know how a young woman like her ends up beaten and abandoned in a cartel king’s driveway. There’s a story. Daddy Diego loves a good bedtime story.”
― K. Webster, This Isn't Fair, Baby