Make Me Quotes

“I should bend you over this table right now and teach you a fucking lesson on respect.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“I can’t be her knight. But I can be her king.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“Lie to yourself, lie to the world, lie to fucking God himself, but don’t ever lie to me.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“We’re endgame, baby, and if you don’t see that, you better put that bullet in my head right now because I’m gonna ruin all other men for you when I worship every inch of your body.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“When I set my mind on something, it infects my bloodstream, becomes part of me. And right now, she is the all-consuming virus ravaging me from the inside out. And I need some goddamn relief.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“But I tell my feminism to pipe down because now isn’t the time.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“The weird fluttering feeling low in my stomach—that I’m starting to learn is in fact metaphorical butterflies—happens again. I know this because I googled it to make sure there wasn’t anything medically wrong with me. “Actually, she’s stalking me.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“Do you know what a fucking vision you would be with your hair wrapped around my fist while I force you to take every. Fucking. Inch?”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“Oh baby, I may be crazy, but so are you. Your pussy is weeping for me.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“This sly fox, he really is convincing.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“Cash Fox. Wild. Violent. Unpredictable.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“He drops my chin and looks almost offended. My skin tingles from the loss of contact. Don’t ask me why. “There is nothing average about you.” His voice is so definitive, I find myself nodding along. “You shouldn’t talk down to yourself like that.” Mesmerized by his commanding-yet-gentle tone, I can’t look away from his eyes. “Okay.” I bite my lip, and his eyes flick to my mouth as he mutters, “Good girl.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“Sometimes I stop abruptly just to watch her stutter to a halt, dip behind a telephone pole, or pull out her phone for absolutely no reason at all. My cock aches to know what she smells like, tastes like.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“I have to readjust my dick in my pants when she pauses outside of the bookstore and gathers her long, dark-strawberry hair in her hands and lifts it off her neck. I’ve always had a thing for necks.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me

“Well, fuck. Looks like I’m going to be hunting down a serial killer all by myself.”
― Summer O'Toole, Make Me