Cheesy One-liners For Her Novels & Stories

He shot me a smile and a wink. I looked at the lady in question. "What's up, sweetcheeks?" She nibbled her bottom lip. "I just got to ea-er, umm-blow Thane's head." He winced and laughed. "Give head, suck my cock, blow job, Stretch." She turned back to me. "Right. Those things. And now I feel all empty and achy." I held my breath. There were only two of us left and she only had one available opening. I raised my eyebrows. "And?" I needed her to spell it out.

She repeated it again, almost to herself, trying to reassure self. Ira and I looked at each other, I could see the anger and frustration in Ira's eyes as she saw her twin sister in the middle of a relationship crisis. "I am gonna taser that SOB." She mouthed to me. I chuckled softly. "Go ahead." I mouthed back. The rest hour went by pretty much the same. Silly giggles, cute photos, hilarious jokes, sarcastic comments, teasing remarks, loud laughter, big grins and extreme love. They were the rays to my sun, I couldn't imagine sunlight without them. So fucking cheesy!

"Thanks. I'll try it with cheese. Do you really put cheese on everything?" "Any salty food is better with cheese on it," she says with a very serious look on her face, and I have to hold back a smile. Then she looks away. "I guess that is why I'm fat." What? Does she think she's fat? She seems so confident with her body. "That’s ridiculous. You're curvy and sexy, not fat at all." I lean in to kiss her. She gives me a peck on my lips and turns back to her food. Is it something new or something that's been really bothering her?

Still haven't gotten enough of Italian dicks? Her: (laughing emoji) fuck no, in fact, I'm so hung up on it I just finished riding two at the same time. I gasped, she can't be serious. Me: are you fucking with me?! Her: no, I'm fucking them. Get a dick, Chelsea, it will do you good. Me: (eye roll) whore. Her: (dumb face) Anyways, I have a surprise for you, your package ought to arrive within the week.

"And for the fact you cried when she came into this world made me love you the more. The cutest thing in the world is when you lay our little princess on your chest, when it's time for a nap." "The funniest part was when you gave her your breast to suckle when I am busy preparing dinner." "I hate you only when I see you admiring other females. I really want to grow old with you. Those dumb things you do makes our love life /romance memorable to me." "Those awkward idiotic situations gives me something to laugh about for the next five years." She said finally. I stared at with love, she just rendered me speechless. I went over to her side kissing her with all the emotions pent up in me. She

Jake said and his smirk grew wider and Emma's face became red. "I will definitely make you pregnant, wifey!" He said replying to her first message. Emma became numb hearing his words, her heart was pounding with need! "I am not dumb like you, to not know how to make you pregnant!" Jake said teasingly, replying to her second message. "You will teach me? God, go and teach yourself first, leave the rest to me!" Jake said and kissed her cheeks, replying to her third message! "Baby, you will be the one who will try to run away when I will be making rough love to you!" Jake said replying to her fourth message while Emma was looking at him like she was in a daze!

she turned to leave. “wait” She faced me, “yes?” “you don't have anything to say?” I wondered, suddenly feeling nervous “About?” “The challenge.” My voice was quiet. She chuckled, “I only wonder if you’re brave or stupid” My face fell, “he keeps insulting me,” I mumbled, “You’re weak.” she pointed out, “thanks I didn’t know” i grumbled “you’re welcome” My jaw nearly dropped, is it just me or does she not understand sarcasm?

I deliberately tapped on a video. The moment I pressed play, obscene audio filled the space between us. Jenna's face turned pale. Henry's low, hoarse voice echoed clearly. "Jenna, right now, who do you like more? Me, or Chris?" Back then, she hadn't hesitated for even a second. "You. How could he compare? You're so much more interesting!" "Then let's play a game. He's a fashion designer, right? How about we let him design our wedding outfits?"

Who would've thought he would hit her? "I told you I'd marry you. I said I'd make it up to you. What gave you the nerve to force her away? Do you think I would've married you if you hadn't saved my life? What makes you think you're more important than she is?" Joshua bellowed, his eyes reddened with rage.

Instead, she lay perfectly still under me. "That's cute." I grinned. "You're jealous." She ground her teeth together. "I'm not jealous. I just don't want to be sloppy seconds." "Sloppy seconds, is that right? Wow. Never thought about it like that." "You're an ass." "I'm the ass? You're the one accusing me of cheating on some imaginary person." Her glare deepened. "Imaginary?" "Well, yes, I believe that's what they call things that don't exist."