“She was whole and real, not someone he held in his mind and heart but whom he couldn’t touch. God, she was so alive. “Rory,” he managed, lifting his hands to frame her flushed cheeks. Her startled gasp became a… — Cari Quinn Copy Share
“Trying to get himself back in line, he kissed the inside of her knee. She touched his hair, reaching down to loosen his ponytail… — Cari Quinn Copy Share Image
“[Sam]: “… The moment your tongue met the head of my c#ck I almost fucking lost it right there. Just looking at you made… — Cari Quinn Copy Share Image
“He threaded his hand through her hair, tugging her closer. Her body strained toward him, her breasts all but bursting the buttons of her flannel pajamas. She swallowed the last of the candy cane as he lowered his mouth to hers. He didn’t ravage, as she’d expected. His mouth was soft and warm on hers, and the scrape of his… — Cari Quinn Copy Share
“His teeth scraped her lower lip as he drew back, his eyes steady on hers. Wildly blue and hot with need, those eyes made… — Cari Quinn Copy Share Image
“… You were summer and freedom and everything I hadn’t had in so long. Everything I hadn’t allowed myself. I’m going to allow myself tonight.” He tossed his shirt aside and she glimpsed his broad chest in the flickering light from the portable woodstove she’d noticed out of the corner of her eye. “You’re going to be my ocean and… — Cari Quinn Copy Share
“She was whole and real, not someone he held in his mind and heart but whom he couldn’t touch. God, she was so alive. “Rory,” he managed, lifting his hands to frame her flushed cheeks. Her startled gasp became a moan that flowed between his lips when their mouths fused. She opened for him at once, her dark lashes falling… — Cari Quinn Copy Share
“He waited for her to say something. Anything. But she only watched him watching her, their equally ragged breathing fighting for dominance. With a flick of his fingers, he slipped beneath the cotton and absorbed the feel of her delicate skin, now way past warm. Past even hot. She burned for him. Skating lower, he brushed her thatch of damp… — Cari Quinn Copy Share
“He leaned in and took her mouth with his, snatching away her words and her protests and whittling the moment down to just them.… — Cari Quinn Copy Share Image
“Deaf and blind to all but her pants and her hazy bluebell eyes as she rocked into bliss, he clenched her hips as if… — Cari Quinn Copy Share Image
“She's clearly gone too long without male companionship if any brute who walked her way made her sit up and take notice.” — Cari Quinn Copy Share Image
“She expected an easy kiss. Good, perhaps, but not intense. He seemed like a low-key, moderately passionate person. As she’d been, without the right… — Cari Quinn Copy Share Image