Best 23 of Duke quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rachel Spangler

I know I wasn't the person you needed me to be before, but I can be if you'll let me.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Debra Anastasia

She could sit around listening to her heart breaking, or she could go watch a grown man piss himself. “How crossed are her eyes?” Dove asked. Duke gave her the shit-eating grin of victory. “So fucking crossed that she can see herself change her mind.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Debra Anastasia

One of Duke’s very strict rules was to take his dick out any time a woman demanded it of him. He reached deep and put his favorite friend carefully on the fake wood. She turned and cringed. “Jesus, dicks are so fucking ugly. Why you think putting your grandmother’s jewelry on it will make it more fetching is beyond me.” Duke covered his dick’s ears and snarled back at Dove, “You’ll hurt his feelings.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Debra Anastasia

I just want to make sure he’s a good fit for her. She has problems—craps her pants, stuff like that. If she needs help, I want to be there.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Debra Anastasia

Are you leaving the rollers in on purpose?” He was concerned again. Dove bit her lip. Her womb wanted to hump his face.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Stephanie Witter

At least, for once I was there for her. I didn’t fail her. She wasn’t alone. — Duke

By Anonym 16 Sep

Debra Anastasia

Do you repel pants? Do they actually jump off you?” Dove cringed as she noticed his black socks. “Pants are afraid of my dick.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Debra Anastasia

Holy tit fungus! Did you give Sasquatch an autopsy in here? God almighty, girl.” He waddled back into the hallway, this time holding his privates with both hands. “You balded the dick mitten. Nice. Let me see it.” He looked at her like she might drop trou simply because he suggested it. “I would rather lick a monkey’s armpit than show you my vagina.” Dove gave him the finger. “You know what I love best about a naked muff hole? It looks just like a camel’s dangly lips.” Duke extended his own lips to make them appear gummy and slack.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Stephanie Witter

Will you be able to touch me again without thinking about Sean? I don't want you to be disgusted by me.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Victoria Denault

That kid is great for my ego." "Don't make me regret this," I warn but smile at him. "You know, I could hire you to run my fan club, since you're so good at finding people who see me for the true athletic superstar that I am, " Jude says, his grin even deeper.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Catherine Bailey

If you keep your head screwed on right in so doing, then your experience thus gained is most valuable in enabling you to gauge human beings and their ways. (Advice in letter from 8th Duke of Rutland, to his son later the 9th Duke.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Debra Anastasia

Here’s the deal. We go in, you stand there like the asshole you are, and I explain you aren’t gay lovers with the pharmacist. Sound good?” Dove clicked her blinker on and checked her side mirror. “All I heard was blah, blah, holding your dick later, blah, blah.” Duke rolled down his window and stuck his face into the night.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Elizabeth Hoyt

His face might've been carved by a Greek sculptor, so perfect were his cheekbones, lips, and nose. His eyes were of the clearest azure. His curling hair was the color of polished guineas and quite gorgeous- which the duke obviously knew, since he wore it long, unpowdered, and tied at the nape of his neck with an enormous black bow. He wore an elegant purple velvet coat over a cloth-of-gold waistcoat embroidered in black and crimson. Fountains of lace fell from wrists and throat as he lounged in a winged armchair, one long leg thrust forward. Diamonds on the buckles of his shoes glinted in the candlelight. His Grace was urbane male sophistication personified- but anyone who therefore dismissed him as harmless was a rank fool. The Duke of Montgomery was as deadly as a coiled adder discovered suddenly at one's feet.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Debra Anastasia

Duke was already sitting in the passenger seat, waiting for her. She got in and started the car. Duke busted into a Slim Jim of his own. “You hairy toad fucker. That stuff’s nasty. Your toilet must be like a nuclear reactor.” Dove turned on her windshield wipers as a light mist seemed to fracture the glass. “I’m sorry, Whore Basket. I couldn’t hear you over the noise of you crapping your pants!” Duke took another huge bite and chewed the waxy meat like gum. “This stuff is off the charts. I could eat vats of it.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Debra Anastasia

We forgot about the lotion. We needed to put on the lotion!” He looked panicked. “The quick-drying plaster was a poor choice.” Dove hunch-walked over to Duke, and he pulled on her boob bowls as she tried yanking on his crotch one. “Oh my God, we’re going to have to go to the ER or the hardware store to get this stuff drilled off us.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Stephanie Witter

I love you to insanity. I'm not even sure if it's a good thing.'' — Duke

By Anonym 16 Sep

E L Parfitt

It was late when father and the Duke tracked me down feigning surprise that I was in the usual place every time as if it was a game they played, “Where’s Rose? Why, growing in her usual spot!

By Anonym 19 Sep

Maureen Johnson

Then I noticed his rising blush, and I realized something. Tobin and Angie . . . their togetherness was new. New enough that being touched by her still came as a glorious, blush-worthy surprise.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Debra Anastasia

He stopped, finally, and smiled. “Honestly? With this thing I think I could get my jerk-off muscles so well-developed that I could rub out a spooge with one pump! If that’s not worth $19.95, I don’t know what is.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rachel Spangler

Baseball was a safe bet. Baseball also didn't have a girlfriend. Then again, baseball didn't have big brown eyes or show a little hint of cleavage under its uniforms. Decisions, decisions.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Debra Anastasia

You’re rocking the full monty? A fur bikini? A wheezing wildebeest? Well, I’ll be your fucking Hairy Plotter. Hold up.” Duke waddled around in his homemade nonsense and returned quickly with a tube of what looked like lotion. “This here? I used it on my face. Seven minutes and I was slippery like a nipple in oil.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Stephanie Witter

It only wakes up the burning desire I always feel whenever I'm close to this man and the shadows of my fears back away. — Skye

By Anonym 18 Sep

James Thurber

The cold Duke was afraid of Now, for Now has warmth and urgency, and Then is dead and buried.