Huck Quotes

“her up for another second or two before I dropped the soap, my fingers finding her clit, and working it until she was writhing and panting, her lips pressed together to try to keep any sounds in. My thumb moved to her clit as my two fingers thrust inside her,”
― Jessica Gadziala, Huck

“What's the matter?" I asked when he paused there, looking down at me. "We have an agreement." "An agreement?" I repeated, brows pinching together. "That I'm not fucking you until you beg," he said, lips curving up. Oh, the bastard. Of course he would hold me to that. "Huck, come on..." "Nope. That's not the right word," he said, clucking his tongue, acting like we both weren't balls of need right then.”
― Jessica Gadziala, Huck

“You are coming over to the clubhouse." "No, I'm not." "Christ. Are we going to argue about this for twenty minutes, wasting both our time first, or can we just cut to the chase?" I asked. "You're coming with me, even if I have to toss you over my shoulder. And if I have to pack your shit, it's going to be thongs and that is it.”
― Jessica Gadziala, Huck

“How old are you?" I heard myself ask, shaking my head. His face said young, but he had that "seen it all" nonchalance when he talked that spoke of a lot more age and wisdom. "Nineteen. Twenty in a month." "And being a biker was your best career path?" "Think you underestimate what these guys make.”
― Jessica Gadziala, Huck

“God, what was wrong with me? "No," I objected against his lips, hands moving between, pushing against his chest. "No?" he asked, pulling back a few inches, looking down at me with heavy-lidded eyes, a cocky smirk pulling at his lips, like he was sure I was going to qualify the comment. No, we can't do it in the kitchen. No, we don't have protection. Not just no.”
― Jessica Gadziala, Huck