Helena Hunting > Quotes

“He’s got it bad for my boobs. He asked them out on the date, not me.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“I sleep best when my head is resting on your delicate pillows of love.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“Everyone has scars, Tenley.
If we're lucky, they're only on the outside".”
― Helena Hunting, Clipped Wings

“Why do you want to have a drink with me?”

“Because I like you. Because you’re fun. Because I want to get to know you better. Because I want you to see for yourself I’m not the kind of guy you think I am.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“She's my sun and I'm her moon connected by an invisible thread, bound but free.”
― Helena Hunting, Hooking Up

“What is that?” The question is inane. But, honestly, what the fuck am I supposed to do with this? Alex chuckles nervously. As is appropriate since I’m holding his dick and I’m clearly not sane. “I mean, I know what it is. Obviously. Do you have some kind of . . . disorder? Like elephantiasis of the penis or something?” I did not say that out loud. “It’s not that big.” His erection slides in my grip. I can’t stop staring. My thumb and middle finger must have a good inch or more before they can meet. I squeeze to see if it helps bring them closer together. It doesn’t. What it does is make Alex groan, and that, oh holy monster of cock, is one hot noise.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“I don’t like big weddings.” Her panic is clear. “All those people make me nervous. I’ll mess up the vows and say something inappropriate.”
“It doesn’t have to be big. It can be just the two of us if you want. We can wait until next summer—or the one after if a year isn’t long enough. We can get married up here by a justice of the peace on the end of the dock at sunset. A damn Rastafarian can perform the ceremony if that’s what you want. I don’t care about the wedding part. All I want to be is connected to you in the most significant way possible. I want you as my wife.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“Love doesn't always have convenient timing”
― Helena Hunting, Inked Armour

“I can’t wait to have my mouth on you again. I’m gonna eat you like I’m on death row and you’re my last goddamned meal.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“The connection between my mouth and brain are faulty, as usual, and I shout, “Exit only! It’s exit only!”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“Any kind of modification, whether it’s to alter physical features, like cosmetic surgery, or to decorate, like piercings and tattoos, cause some degree of discomfort. But that’s the point, isn’t it? It’s cathartic because it’s the promise of change in some form or another. My tattoos give the memory related to the art a place to exist outside of my head, on my body. At least that’s my interpretation, but not everyone feels the same way I do.”
― Helena Hunting, Clipped Wings

“I won’t as long as you drop the perfect gentleman crap. That’s a deal breaker. My boobs won’t tolerate it.” “I love your boobs, they’re so fun.” His smile is panty wetting. “I’ll pick them up at seven?”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“My mind is wandering like a squirrel on Red Bull.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“There are no refunds and no exchanges with love. It comes with flaws and imperfections. It’s raw, unfiltered, and sometimes it isn’t easy. But I’ve found the best things in this life are the ones I’ve had to work hardest for.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked Up

“It’s hard not to be into a girl who tells you she loves your cock repeatedly as she comes.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“Buck is a mammoth, like a yeti. A huge perverted, hairy whore of a yeti. According to the sportscasters, Buck's an excellent hockey player. I'd agree, based on his yearly salary alone. No one gets much money for sucking, not even extremely skilled prostitutes.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“Sometimes the darkest tragedies bring us the brightest lights”
― Helena Hunting, Meet Cute

“My boobs are willing; the rest of me will come along. I’m not one hundred percent sold on you like they seem to be.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“Egg whites are full of protein.” “So is jizz. You don’t see me harvesting yours so I can drink a glass of it.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“What's going on here?" Buck asks just as loudly, gesturing wildly with his giant, hairy knuckled hands.
"I'm sucking his dick," I say sarcastically. Sometimes I wish my mouth didn't have a faulty connection to my brain allowing everything to come out unfiltered.
Alex coughs, his fingers twitching on my hip, and Buck's face turns an unnatural shade of red. This is such an odd situation; the awkwardness causes me to continue to spew idiocy.
"Fine, you got me. I wasn't sucking his dick. We were fucking each other's mouths with our tongues. This is otherwise referred to as kissing, but mouth fucking sounds way dirtier, so I'm gonna go with that.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“Popping off, I say, “I wouldn’t mind.” Even if it tastes like shit, I’d swallow Alex Waters’ jizz. Then I’d get the T-shirt.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“It lays on his abdomen, angled slightly to the left. It's almost cute-kind of like Snuffleupagus. Well, not really. It's huge, but not hairy, and also not nearly as daunting as when it's hard. It is magical, though. I stifle a giggle because, goddamn it, I've never seen a snuffie up close. The head is tucked up inside the soft skin, an eye peering out from the turtleneck.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“I was starting to think of her as mine. For the first time in my life, I wanted someone for myself. And I would take her any way she came.”
― Helena Hunting, Clipped Wings

“She'd found a way between the cracks in my armor and blew it apart. I wanted to have the same effect on her”
― Helena Hunting, Inked Armour

“We’re having a sleepover. We’re going to do this all night, and I’m going to cuddle you like a motherfucker after finishing sexing every last orgasm out of you.”
― Helena Hunting, I Flipping Love You

“Says who? I was happy reading mindless smut. I’m buying the CliffsNotes.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“I love his penis. I want to give it a sponge bath and dress it up like a super hero.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“Do you want to get out of here?"
"Buck will kill you."
"I can take him.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked

“I want you, only you, all of you, for as long as I can have you.”
― Helena Hunting, Clipped Wings

“He takes a sip of his drink, leaving behind a milk mustache he quickly wipes away. It’s then I realize where I recognize him from: the milk advertisements. Sweet Lord, I’ve been jilling off to him.”
― Helena Hunting, Pucked