First and First Quotes

“...these guys hate to be rejected. They think they've already found their place on Mt. Olympus. Your resting bitch face is reminding them that they're mortals.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Social media had the unique ability to turn adults into immature slaves to drama.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“I said I wasn’t your Prince Charming. You don’t enjoy being banged like a ragdoll because I pranced into your life. You didn’t discover hot sex just because I happen to exist. I don’t want you thinking of me as your savior. As someone you’re beholden to because now you know what you like. You told me what to do that night. You were just drunk enough to stop caring about what I would think of you.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“...There's not one way to to live or to love, and whoever tries to tell you any different will probably be dead in a decade or two anyway, so screw them!”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Some people think I’m completely uninterested. Dismissive. Apathetic….”
“Heh.” His weight settled atop me. “I don’t know how you were with your other lovers, but…. People see what they want to see. Or completely miss things when they’re too busy looking for flaws.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“But regardless of what you think of yourself, when I look at you, I see someone beautiful. Someone who makes me insane, because all I can fucking think about is touching you. Being close to you. Being inside you. And there's a reason for that, baby.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“You talk like somebody’s grandmother, you know.” “Shut”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Some of his theories were less erotic than what had actually happened, which led to some subtle smirking on my part. Having a secret was more enjoyable than I’d thought it would be, even if half of the fun was my friends finding me interesting for the first time in quite a while.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Thursday night at nine o’clock. Be my plus one?   My fingers hovered above the screen for only a moment.   Yes.     LIBERTY”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Oli sneered. “Did you think I wanted to spend three days making you meals? No. Me cooking for you is just me keeping you nice and energized. I’m going to spend this weekend taking you apart.” A handful of words was all it took for Oli to give me a raging erection. I pressed my hands flat against the counter, breathless and aching and very suddenly off-balance. I wet my lips as Oli’s heavy-lidded gaze followed the motion. The power he had over my cock was a thing to be marveled at. “Would you like that, Caleb?” “Like… you to fuck me?” Please, sweet Jesus. “Or…”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Suspenders looked up again, lips stretching around my dick. He had to have known how delightfully whorish he looked. It was perfection, and it prompted me to buck my hips against his face. The head of my dick hit the back of his throat, and he gagged. The quiet squelch of his mouth and the aborted cough was unbelievably hot. My dick throbbed with more intensity. I was probably dribbling all over his tongue. “Grab”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Because I’m an asshole, and I’m sorry, and I missed you.” Three”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“I wanted your ass tonight. Not his. Fuck, I wanted you so bad….” “Why?”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“My phone rang immediately, and once I answered, Oli’s voice filled my ear. “Let me hear you come.” “I want to, but I can’t,” I said in a desperate whine. “I’m so hard, but I can’t.” “Use lube. Get it messy. I want to hear your hand slicking up and down that cock.” My balls tightened. “Do it, Caleb.” I did it. I”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Suspenders promptly disappeared, and it was all Oli. “Oh Oliver. Oh fuck.” Oli brushed his lips to mine, then trailed up, raining damp kisses all over my face. “Are you going to come?” “Yeah,” I whispered. “I can feel it.” “Do it.” Oli tilted his head against mine. “Give him all of that milk.” I cried out when I came. I couldn’t help but be loud. It tore out of me, urgent and slightly panicked sounding, as I unloaded into Suspender’s waiting mouth. He swallowed everything and kept pumping my shaft like he wanted even more. His cheeks didn’t stop hollowing from the suction until every drop was drained. Sagging”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Grab the back of his head,” Oli whispered in my ear. “Fuck that mouth.” I followed the instructions automatically. One hand braced Suspender’s jaw, the other gripped the back of his head, and then I was humping his face and thrusting down his throat while he took every inch. My surroundings faded to smoke. For one brief moment, when the pressure built steadily in my balls, there was no one in the room but me and the man with the suspenders. We locked eyes as I used his sweet mouth, looking only at each other, until Oli jerked my face to the side. Suspenders”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“What?” I asked stupidly. “You love me?” “Of course I love you. You think anyone else does this to me? You think I’d be proclaiming this shit, in public, to someone other than you?” “I”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Kissing Oli was always amazing, but now the heat of it swept over me and flooded every vein. “Get me off,” I whispered against his mouth. “I’m so horny. I need your hands on me.” A”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Because we’ve been inside each other so much during the past couple of days that your body is basically my body now.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Shh.” He curved his fingers up with expert precision, and then he was massaging my prostate as he said, “But regardless of what you think of yourself, when I look at you, I see someone beautiful. Someone who makes me insane, because all I can fucking think about is touching you. Being close to you. Being inside you. And there’s a reason for that, baby.” With”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“He didn’t say anything. He just kissed me. And with his tongue in my mouth and the reason unspoken between us, Oliver traded his fingers for his dick, and he fucked me as the sun rose and fought to stream through the clouds.     FOR”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“All of this bouncing between friends and friends of friends and exes of friends is ridiculous. No wonder you wanted to come up with a non-annoying way to round up strangers online.” I laughed. “Yes, it will significantly increase my chances of finding a boyfriend. It’d be nice to have a stable relationship for once in my life.” “It’s”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“His lips explored my face before he tilted my head back to press a deeper kiss to my mouth. A strangely tender kiss that had no place on a rooftop, and had no place in a situation that could only lead to the battered ruins of my heart. He”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“What then, Oliver?” Strong, sure hands slid up my back and squeezed my shoulders. He kissed the back of my neck. “I stop pretending that you’re temporary.” I”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Same old Caleb who wanted to love and be loved. Same boring Caleb who wanted a serious relationship. A live-in boyfriend. A guarantee, or at least a promise, of happiness for the long run with one special person. It”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“My closeted desire for marriage and a family were things I actually wanted. And”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“I’m giving you what you want.” “You have no idea what I want.” Oli grasped my jaw and forced me to meet that burning gaze. “I want you. I love you. I don’t need anybody else, and I don’t fucking want anyone else.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Even now, after years of screaming and fighting, of cold shoulders and spiteful moves, cutting words and harmful actions, I’d never let him see who I was beneath the well-groomed chest plates that hid my fears and desires. I didn’t understand how Oliver Buckley, a relative stranger, had reached in with little effort and yanked those secrets out.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“Being the person you want to be is nearly impossible once you've finally come to terms with who you really are.”
― Santino Hassell, First and First

“not all of us can afford to be romantic, Lizzie.” I”
― Santino Hassell, First and First