“I saw you on that field tonight, you rugby guys look like you were born knowing how to fuck.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Whatever am I going to do with that monster, Ryder Davis?” He gave a husky laugh. “I think you could probably just… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“You told me your mother wants grandchildren.” “My mother wants George Clooney to move to the farm too but that ain’t ever… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“She loved him. She loved Ryder Davis. She loved his stupid face and his dumb smile and his idiotic biceps.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“She tasted good. Like salt and vinegar chips and Bailey’s Irish cream. Who knew that was such a fucking turn on?” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I’m not going to be the bad guy here, Ryder, because you can’t be like every other man out there and think… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“The man ticked all of her boxes. Compassionate, kind, thoughtful. But he was alpha as fuck on a rugby field. And in… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Trying to Jedi mind trick the towel into falling off me won’t work. You’re a rugby player not Luke Skywalker.” He grinned.… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“It’s just a dress.” Oh no. There was nothing just about it. Juliet was wearing a walking hard on. “With a zip.”… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“So you know how to ride a horse and muster and...stuff.” He laughed. “Yes. I know how to do stuff.” He squeezed… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“His woman. Part of her knew she should object to the wording. She wasn’t his woman. They weren’t together like that. But… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“He didn’t try to kiss her. She probably would have bitten him if he had. This wasn’t nice sex. It wasn’t considerate.… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Ryder cocked an eyebrow. “So that’s how you get men do your bidding.” She laughed, still looking into Tiny’s eyes. “By calling… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“And did I mention how much chicks dig guys with dogs? Go out with Tiny and they’ll flock.” “Val...” Ryder shoved a… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I don’t suppose you’re going to be able to—” She looked around for lurking roommates and leaned in a little closer. “Fuck… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“So...just kissing ...?” If he was disappointed, he didn’t show it. Kudos to him. “Some feeling up is allowed, but nothing below… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“He took it off, and she could see his hair was damp with sweat, as was his shirt on closer inspection. He… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Ryder stepped into the hallway to discover Tiny sitting in the middle, his tail wagging in greeting and what looked like a… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Tiny.” Juliet’s firm voice brought the dog to an abrupt halt much to Ryder’s immense relief. “Sit.” The damn dog sat and… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“There have to be rules though.” She pulled out of the kiss, withdrawing her finger as well, sliding it down his chin… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I’m texting your picture, your name, and your address to one of my flatmates. In case I’m letting your beautiful building blind… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“He’s obviously very well trained. He’s probably just confused about being handed around a bit and is acting out.” Ryder didn’t think… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Her gaze dropped to the zipper of his shorts, still sporting a significant bulge. “Think you can deal with that thing all… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Juliet stared at their reflection. One big hand lay flat against her belly, the other cupped and fondled her breast. Her nipples… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“The noise of his zip was like the drag of a fingernail down her spine, and Juliet moaned, helpless to stop, as… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I’ve been lumbered with this great lug of dog through a friend of a friend for a couple of months and he… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Spread your legs.” His voice was deep and dark, the glow in his eyes feral. This was what he’d looked like on… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“So, let me get this right.” He braked at a traffic light and yanked at the edges of his bow tie, reefing… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Shhh,” he whispered, his breath hot at her ear. His cock was hot too, poised at her entrance. “Like this. I want… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“They think they’re having such a good time,” he continued, whispering in her ear as he pulled out again. The two men… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Calm down?” Her voice went really low, her eyes glittering. “Don’t tell me to calm down. I’m so freaking horny at the… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“It was perfect. Just right. Just what the raging, frothing she-demon inside her needed. The demon that had driven the stupid argument… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“He was so pumped, jumping up and down on the spot, showing off the taut lean muscles in his quads and calves… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I just don’t understand why they’d think we were together, when I’m leaving the country to live on the other side of… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Did you jack off last night?” He swallowed, his throat undulating against her lips. “No.” “Really?” He wouldn’t be the first guy… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“This what you want, huh?” He pulled her hips off the wall with his spare hand to fit snug against his body.… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Whatever am I going to do with that monster, Ryder Davis?” He gave a husky laugh. “I think you could probably just tell it… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“You should come and watch me.” She frowned. “Watch you?” A small smiled nudged his lips. She didn’t need to be a mind reader… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“If anyone had told Joss last week that she’d be dry humping a twenty-seven-year-old she’d met only five days prior in the bathroom of… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“You said he was a perfectly adequate lover." "Perfectly adequate? I dont suppose I ever said that about you?" She only had to look… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“He’s obviously very well trained. He’s probably just confused about being handed around a bit and is acting out.” Ryder didn’t think Tiny was… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“I saw you on that field tonight, you rugby guys look like you were born knowing how to fuck.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“Now, grip the bull tight with your thighs.” She dutifully tensed her thighs. “Not tense. Grip. Real hard with your whole thigh.” His voice… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“I think you just made me forget my own name. Not even amnesia managed that.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“She was about to take a step back when his hand slid onto her leg. Slow and lazy. “You don’t wear your scrubs home,”… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“I’ve got some good physical therapy for you. Any good at fencing?” Joss almost choked on her mouthful of coffee. She sat up straight… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“He took it off, and she could see his hair was damp with sweat, as was his shirt on closer inspection. He mustn’t have… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“What do you want?” he whispered against the thick thud of her carotid pulse. “Tell me what you want, baby.” No one had ever… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
“You told me your mother wants grandchildren.” “My mother wants George Clooney to move to the farm too but that ain’t ever going to… — Amy Andrews Copy Share
