Debra Anastasia Quotes

Don't put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise

Blake took her face in his hands. “You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My hands know just where to go.

You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.

There is something about me, doll face. It’s between my legs, and I do believe a few minutes ago you were praying to it.

Thank fucking God. Christ, sorry about praying with “fucking.” Shit! Sorry about saying “Christ!” Shut up, Dove. God hates you.

Don't tie your success to anything other than what's inside you

Tell me I’m enough for you,” he demanded. “Can you be with me even though I’m so wrong?” She was satin and warmth. The way she squeezed, he was desperate to move, pound, inject her.
She looked at him. “This is. You are. I can’t do this any more if it’s not with you. So please fuck me straight to hell.