Badass Chick Quotes Novels & Stories

He was toxic, a poison for which there was no known antidote. He was not a bad boy. He was a bad guy. A villain. She reminded herself this before she looked up. “Why do you wander around like a free-range chicken? Whose dick do you have to suck to get all this freedom?” She was surprised by her own audacity. But the words were already hanging in the air.

“B*tch, do you have a death wish?! How dare you act so willfully at my territory?! Be grateful that I have my eyes on you! How dare you fight back against me when you should be sleeping with me?! You’re a shameless b*tch!” “Cut the nonsense! We’ll just force ourselves on her! Then, we shall see how she fights back against us. It’s only one pussy and we can easily handle it!

"Girl, you’re lucky as fuck, I wish I can get mated to two masters, I want that thrill. Just two though, my mouth is to adorn the moon goddess.” "Knowing Chris, he's more capable than an army.” "Say something else, you sure can't compare that bliss to this pleasure. Like getting stuffed up and having nowhere to run to.” "And what are your fingers for? To braid your hair?” she smoothens hers, after leaving a sarcastic response. "Make it a weapon...yours and not just his. Go further, not just wiggle your spot.” "No way..." “Yes way.” She scoffs. "When it's all over, you should try it out.”

She pointed to the old pros, then turned back to her drink. I snickered. “Nice.” “Thanks. I was about to punch him. What kind of idiot tries after what I said to the last guy? And with something as stupid as ‘Hey there, pretty girl’?!” She laughed. “I think I could do much better.” I said leaning closer. “What could you possibly say that I haven’t heard tonight?” She asked, incredulously. I leaned very close to her ear. “You’re probably the smartest chick in this bar and deserve to be treated like a human, not a piece of ass.” I whispered.

The little chick moaned, "Oh god...it's so deep...it goes so deep...yeah...yeah...ahhhh yeah...mmmm...keep it in me...all night...all night long!" Watching that huge BBC got her imagining that she was the girl, stuffed full, and savoring all the pleasured sensations from that big, beautiful cock. Jodi was almost breathless, "Oh god...it's so deep...it goes so deep...baby, I can't take it all...but I'm taking over half...I can do it...I can handle a pornstar!" She groaned, "Give me that pornstar...fuck me...fuck me...yeah, fuck me...fuck me with that big cock!"

one of them asks, and she laughs; a sound that heads straight to my fucking dick for some reason. “Are you insane? I’m a featherweight compared to that beast. There’s still many years left in this body and I do not have a fucking death wish,” she says with a scoff, then I hear the unmistakable sound of a fist meeting flesh. “And it's Cherie, assholes.” I grin and bite my tongue bar; who is this girl and why does she seem like more of a badass than any man I’ve faced? Keeping my head down, I’m about to get up, when I hear footsteps rounding the locker room and they don’t falter when they see me.

Kenya gives her the side-eye. “I think I am, but I don’t want to be. It’s big-booty lover Quentin— he’ll drop me the minute he has some better ass to look at,” she whispers this as she rests her head on the table. I reach over and rub her back gently. “Babe, we get it, he’s hot and smart with a little weird fetish, but he’s still a catch. However, you’re amazing even without a big –butt. If he can’t see that, then fuck him.”

“Don’t nag at me!” "Can't you fix it? This isn’t healthy." "I tried but I don't know how." "You really surprise me Cherry, you really do surprise me." "How?" "You're just different." “Enough with your wise tongues and help me out!” “You’ll look good if you were a little meaner.” "No, I like it this way." "I don't know who I am seeing right now, where is my strong bold warrior?” "First of all, I am nowhere close to being bold or strong."

He laughed and shook his head, "you amaze me." "I'm no ordinary girl duh! I'll amaze anyone for sure. I'm pretty, have a couple piercings, been to prison couple times, beat a boy that's very much bigger than I am until he lost consciousness, I have cool tattoos and what's more I'm a smartass.” I crossed my hands over my chest, "you can add badass to that list oh and I play the violin. So who wouldn't want this?." "Me." He answered almost immediately.

I pushed her hand off me with the flick of a wrist. "Wait, you're going to tell me you aren't the type of guy that appreciates a bold, sexy woman?" she quizzed, drooping her eyelids and really putting on the charm. "I'm the type that is best left alone," I warned with a throaty growl. The woman huffed. "You're a real buzzkill, you know that?" she spat caustically. "Then maybe you should try your charm on someone else," I suggested. "There's plenty of pathetic men waiting for a cheap hookup," I tossed out as I swirled my whiskey in the glass.