“He leaned forward to rub his lips against her collarbone, up her throat, his lips soft, dry, his stubble adding just enough roughness to arouse. She inclined her head, offering, inviting, pleading. He gripped the back of her thighs, pulling… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share Image
“He lifted his head and looked into her eyes as he tugged at her shirt, pulling it from beneath her, pulling it over her… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“His sleeve rode up, revealing an armband tattoo that hadn’t been there before. She was not the kind to get turned on by tattoos,… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“Instinct, memory, something, had her taking a step toward him. She slipped on a mossy rock and floundered. He clasped his hands around her… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“She was as soft, as sexy as he remembered. Her taste hadn’t changed, her mouth moved beneath his the same way, as if those… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“I need you to help me lift the plane so I can put this under it.” She stared. “You’ve clearly mistaken me for the… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“You talk about trust, and you're the person I trust most in the world. The person I want at my back and by my… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“He angled his mouth across hers, his kiss gentle, seductive, but sweet in a way that made her forget they were standing naked in… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“He braced his feet apart and lowered his mouth to her throat and lapped the droplets of water from her skin. “I want to… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“He leaned forward to rub his lips against her collarbone, up her throat, his lips soft, dry, his stubble adding just enough roughness to… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“The next thing she knew, he’d turned her so her back was against one of the wider trees. He stroked the hair back from… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“He captured her wrists and pinned them to the tree before covering her mouth with his. This was no gentle kiss, but one filled… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“He closed the door behind her and turned, blocking her view of the surprisingly neat room to crowd her against the door. “I’ve wanted… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
“[Tess] “Your penis has forgotten we’re divorced,” she muttered. “My penis always had a thing for you,” he said. The way the words rumbled… — M.J. Fredrick Copy Share
