“I liked you better when you were drugged.” “Yeah well, I liked you better when I was drugged too.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I saw you on that field tonight, you rugby guys look like you were born knowing how to fuck.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Sex makes people dumb.” Joss laughed. Never had truer words been spoken. “That’s deep there, cowboy.” “Hey.” He grinned. “I have layers,… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“He slid the jack beneath the frame. “I’m down here now...Might as well go all the way.” Joss shut her eyes as… — 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
“His jerky breath hit her system like a drug and she was in thrall. Of his potency. And hers. She didn’t want… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“He cocked an eyebrow and Joss’s gaze was once again drawn to the white scar that slashed it in half. “You been… — 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
“What do you want?” he whispered against the thick thud of her carotid pulse. “Tell me what you want, baby.” No one… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“I can’t have sex with you, Troy.” “Yeah. You’ve mentioned it once or twice.” She groaned again. “It’s just that…you’re so damn… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“She broke off the kiss again on a strangled gasp, staring at him, her chest heaving. “We’re not having sex here tonight.”… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I’ve got some good physical therapy for you. Any good at fencing?” Joss almost choked on her mouthful of coffee. She sat… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Do I look stupid to you? That thing is just plain crazy.” “And when was the last time you did something crazy?”… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I meant what I said about sex.” His hand slid all the way up her leg, pushing what little skirt was still… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Think you can last eight seconds?” Joss was one hundred percent, absolutely, positively certain that she would not. She was even more… — 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
“I just wish I knew what he was thinking, you know?” Her eyebrows knotted as she searched his face for who knew… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“How old are you?” “Twenty-seven.” Twenty-seven. Older than she’d thought. But still… “I’m thirty-four.” He lifted a shoulder. “So?” So? Joss sighed.… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“She was about to take a step back when his hand slid onto her leg. Slow and lazy. “You don’t wear your… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“You’re driving me crazy.” His ragged words were barely louder than a whisper but wicked hot against her neck. And he didn’t… — 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
“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
“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… — 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
“Thankfully he was wearing a towel—even if it was positioned sinfully low on his hips. But that still left an awful lot… — 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
