Gasping for Air Quotes

“You fought for me. You fought me for me.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“Money was overrated, folks thought it could buy you anything but hey were sorely mistaken. When money bumped up against money, the most popular person always edged ahead of the other guy, no matter who was right or who was wrong. Popularity - that was where the real power lay, all the way from elementary school up until you died.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“My mother always told me that nobody failed in life if those that you love knew how much you loved them.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“His eyes locked with mine and while his words could have been taken as threatening or too possessive, the warm look in his gaze urged me to accept them for something entirely different. He was fighting for me. He was fighting an opponent he didn't even know but he didn't intend to lose.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“I've got something for your ass, so get your head out of the way.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“I stood quietly at a crossroad in my life, one where I knew I was about to make a huge decision and that the potential for something really bad was standing right in front of me, warning me to turn back, but then the potential for the best damned moment of my life was standing there too, begging me to take a chance.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“Damn, Guppy. I think I've found me a kinky little fish.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“As I sat thinking, he reached across and tapped his finger against the center of my chest. "I want this, Dakota," he whispered, referring to m heart.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“Your mouth, as fucking perfect as it is, won't give me the much-needed green light, but your eyes and body are definitely sending the proceed with caution yellow light.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“My mouth had been thoroughly fucked by his tongue, drugging me with desire and leaving me wanting more.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air

“I wanted something and I would be damned if I let anything get in my way. Hell, yeah, I would live up to my nickname. I would roll right over him until he didn't have any choice but to accept that we belonged together. Well, maybe not together, together, but he needed to let me fuck him so I could get it out of my system.”
― T.S. McKinney, Gasping for Air