“her touch fire and bliss. He couldn’t hold out against her much longer. His defences were dropping with each passing second and… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“His cock bumped her, thick and wide. Spike opened her thighs around his hips, lifting her and holding her with perfect strength… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“My Beth,” he whispered, his breath hot on her swollen lips. “Thank you.” “For what?” Beth couldn’t stop crying, but she smiled,… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“...Mac, I want you to go back to the house and make sure the ladies don't get the idea to go searching… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“he ran a finger along the bottom side of her breast as if it helped clarify his thoughts. All it did for… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Sera, I presume?” he said and her bones melted at the sound of his deep voice pronouncing her name. She nodded and… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Love,you don´t know what you do to me." "I have a pretty good idea.I make you stiff and hard,and when I touch… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Ian slid the pot of honey toward his plate. "We should go back upstairs," he said to Beth. "What?" Beth looked up… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Andrea was never sure who leaned forward first, but she was melting toward him and, next thing she knew, felt the scalding… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“The house swallowed them. Dylan put his hands on Kim's and Liam's shoulders. "The Goddess bless you both." He kissed Kim's forehead.… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“You’ve been in the mating frenzy before.” Eric looked up at her, his eyes quiet. “Yes.” ”With Kirsten.” ”Yes.” Iona touched her… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Get me into the game, Izzy," Cameron said when he reached Isabella at the edge of Hart’s well-groomed lawn. Pairs of ladies… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Talia gestured wildly around the loft. “You said the loft is secure. Is it?” She was never to fall in love, buy… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Beth stared at the bowl, a fragile piece of the past, such a delicate object in Ian’s large, blunt fingers. “Are you… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Why are you all buttoned up like that?" Cameron ran his gaze down the blackberry-shaped buttons of her bodice.[...] "You were happy… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Ian cupped her chin and turned her face up to his. Then he did what he’d been practicing since the night on… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“We’ve had a banshee in residence,” Jim argued with a wave at Talia. “So we have,” Adam answered. A banshee. A weapon. It was… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“All of us are mad in some way,” Ian said. “I have a memory that won’t let go of details. Hart is obsessed with… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Oh. Lord have mercy. Victor wasn’t here to help with the interview. This wasn’t an interview at all. It was an audition. Her heart… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“There are no right and wrong choices,” Tain said trying to keep his voice gentle. “There is only what we do with the choices… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“They all had them, dark secrets of the soul. The only way to deal with them was to live, and forget.” — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“I'm not a bloodhound, your lordships." "Woof, woof," Cameron said, giving Fellows an evil grin. "Good dog.” — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Sorry, Ian," Cameron said. He found himself saying that to Ian quite a bit. "I didn't understand." Ian gave him a faint nod but… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Blackmailers are never satisfied." His laughter faded into bitterness. "Aren't they? How do you know?" His words were empty, hollow. "When you're the brother… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Ian closed his eyes. Beth watched emotions flicker across his face, the uncertainty, the stubbornness, the raw pain he’d lived with for so long.… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“This was the Hart Eleanor had known years ago, the one she'd agreed without hesitation to marry. He'd had the body of a god,… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“Hart having arrived before them, insisted they lift at least one glass to old Mrs. McCray. "May she, her husband, and our father be… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image