“Then Jack turned to her. Safari? That was the best excuse you could come up with for me not being at a meeting?" She winced apologetically. "I'm sorry. I'm a terrible liar." What was wrong with simple sickness? A nice,… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share
“I will never not want you, understand? I love you. I adore you. I admire you. I desire you. You are my heart. My… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share Image
“Three Denises wobbled in front of her, all of them watching her with fond concern. “You’re a sweetie. I appreciate you cheering me on… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share Image
“I know I’m not exactly Prince Charming material right now. Zipper-head, gimpy hand and all the rest.” There was a tremor in his voice and he cleared his throat. “The thing is, I seem to have fallen in love with you, Leah Mathews. Bad timing, I know. But there it is. And I really need to know if there might… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share
“I’m sorry, I have to move. I have to. You’re so bloody tight. So good,” he groaned, his face distorted with need. He started to pump into her, long, powerful thrusts, the slap of flesh on flesh and the wet rush of their bodies moving together mingling with their ragged breathing. Everywhere she touched him he was hard as granite,… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share
“She didn’t sound overjoyed. She didn’t sound even slightly joyed.” — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share Image
“[Jack] checked his watch, then returned to studying her back. damn if she didn't have a nice back, too - smooth, unblemished skin, nicely shaped vertebrae- He pulled himself up short. Nicely shaped vertebrae? Was he going insane?” — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share
“Suddenly he caught his reflection in the mirror behind her. His face was twisted into a dark scowl, and he was standing there naked,… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share Image
“One of the best lovers in Hollywood. What would a title like that encompass exactly? she wondered. Technique? Enthusiasm? Or was it more about… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share Image
“He was strong and warm and male and his mouth moved gently against hers, his kiss provocative and soothing at the same time. Her hands found his shoulders, her fingers gripping muscle and bone. She felt the brush of his tongue against her lips, then he was inside her, hot and wet and demanding, and a part of herself she’d… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share
“She watched as Michael stripped and walked toward the bed, his erection standing proud. The bed dipped as he got in the other side.… — Sarah Mayberry Copy Share Image
