11 Dates Quotes

“I want to do a scene, Sir. I want to forget how worried I am about those kids, forget everything but you and how to breathe. I need it more than I’ve needed it in a long time.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Tell me five things you love about me, Sir. Please.” “Only five? I... love your sense of humor, how strong you are, how familiar your body is to me after all these years,” Harrison answered. “I love your heart, and what a brilliant, wonderful mother you are.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“I wouldn’t change a single thing about my good girl, my beautiful Briella... my wife. I couldn’t imagine anyone luckier than me.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“No. But my b— my boyfriend’s parents feel differently. I don’t get it. He’s their first born too, y’know? Why not just love him?” “Because some people are just... unhappy,” I said, knowing it didn’t come close to excusing the homophobia in our world. “But you tell your boyfriend that if he ever needs a place to stay or a hug from supportive parents, our door is open, okay?”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Is it okay if I go shopping for my own underwear soon?” Of all the conversations I didn’t expect to have, this was at least in the top ten — but I was honestly just relieved he wasn’t asking for condoms yet.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Nice PJs, dad. I wasn’t sure she’d convince you.” I clicked my tongue. “You’re almost sixteen. Let’s not pretend like you haven’t been around long enough to know I’m utterly incapable of saying no to your mother.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Knowing that after all these years, after five kids and countless fights and sleepless nights, he still cherished me like this... it was how I knew we’d make it through anything.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“I love you. I just feel so angry when I think of the children without a dad like you.” “And yet, you cut me off,” he sighed. “Hypocrite.” “I cut you off after five of them, Harrison. Five tiny humans that all look up to you.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“No more buns.” That time, my pout was genuine. “I know, and I loved having your bun in my oven.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Fuck!” she growled, collapsing in defeat. “Your kids have minds of their own.” “Just like their headstrong, incredible mother,” I praised, standing carefully to help her up.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Fuck it. She may never let me knock her up again.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“If you’d like to smack me, go for it. Just don’t blame me when I get a boner whether you mean it in a kinky way or not.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Oh, fuck! You want to taste your wife, Sir? Feel how wet I am just knowing I’m yours?” “Yes. Come for me.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“There isn’t anything about you I don’t love, Briella May... except your last name. It should’ve been mine a long time ago,”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“this is about the things that I love the very most about you — your passion, your determination, the grumpy look on your face before you have coffee in the morning, the obsession you have with French fries... and your heart.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Going to spank you in this dress later on.” “Please,” I gasped, ignoring Tessa as she slipped through the room. “I need you to fuck me in it too.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“buddy?” The love in Harrison’s eyes as he flicked them from Arlo to me had mine watering. Watching the man you love hold and love your child had to be one of the most beautiful things in the world.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“The rest of his birth was an excruciating haze, one that had me questioning my life as a masochist. Normally I loved pain, but this was something else entirely.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“what if he rips my asshole? You Stag’s have big heads.” “I genuinely don’t know how to answer that,” he admitted. “But I’ve seen firsthand how much your holes can stretch, Bri... and our heads aren’t that big.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“and if he was anything like his father... he’d be coming on his own time, not mine. Ready or not, Arlo was going to be born today.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Fuck me,” I muttered, then called out for the man that was about to murder me for not listening and staying in bed. “Harrison!”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Of how beautiful she would be with a swollen belly, rounder cheeks and milk-heavy breasts. How I couldn’t wait to spoil her every second of this pregnancy, and all the ones that would follow.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“one hand splayed over her stomach to remind her she was mine, all mine, and my tongue deep in her juicy, delicious cunt until she writhed and threatened to squish my skull between her thighs.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“A bun in the oven.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Devil woman,” he whispered. “I’ll be spanking you for this when we get home, but for now... let go. Your father is watching and barely gave me his blessing as it was.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“He looked almost nervous as he took my hand and spun me around, and when I faced him again, I knew why. He was down on one knee with a tiny black box in his hand, staring up at me like I was precious.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“Harrison had already edged me that morning and there was no way he wouldn’t give me a mind-blowing orgasm on my birthday.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“I pointed my snack at him knowing damn well I’d get spanked for it later, but it was my birthday. I could be bratty if I wanted to.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“He liked doing that, making me feel like I was the most special woman in the world, and then later that night treating me like I was a street whore as he bred me.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates

“I loved when he lost control, loved when he used me like I was nothing more than his sex doll, and the pain he caused was absolutely delicious.”
― Octavia Jensen, 11 Dates