“She wears those old fashioned pj's like body armour. Going to bed these days is like wresting with Kevlar.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“We must have been very very bad in our last lives, cos karma's busy making macramé with us.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“See. Told you I had sexy underwear." "They're only sexy because you're in them.” — Lisa Kessler Copy Share Image
“His voice... my nipples are like tuning forks responding to that pitch – that purrrrr.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“He was hot. And not passingly hot, but more like I can make you come with a look hot.” — Zoe Forward Copy Share Image
“The soy is seeping through the material like a BP oil slick in a Louisiana swamp.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“It felt as if Death was lurking about in my soul, searching for something to feed on.” — Brett Biaggio Copy Share Image
“Lifting the bedcovers I see out of my one operational eye that my trousers are still wrapped around one leg and I… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“Her thoughts drifted to Fintan. His voice was deep and so captivating that she wondered if he used it on purpose. Almost… — Donna Grant Copy Share Image
“Nothing works. My throat, my eyelids - nothing but my heart, which - oh god – am I having a panic attack?… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“I can think of a few ways I wouldn't mind you taking control." He dropped his voice a few octaves, making his… — Katie Reus Copy Share Image
“Gods, he felt so good. My hands splayed along his now clean torso and I leaned over and bit his bottom lip.… — Amanda Carlson Copy Share Image
“It's daylight. Shouldn't you have burned to a crisp, or something? Don't you have to crawl into a coffin? Where do you… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“The telltale clenching of hands into fists is all the invitation I need as I close the gap to hound his personal… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“The taxi driver dropped them off back at the Wabasha Street Caves and drove off clutching a huge tip and muttering under… — Deborah Blake Copy Share Image
“How'd you know there was a bathroom here, you tricky beast?" I laughed. "I didn't." He chuckled. "I was actually hoping it… — Amanda Carlson Copy Share Image
“I really want to call you to me in a thunderbolt so I can smack you. We’re not even married yet and… — N.D. Jones Copy Share Image
“I'm taking you." He leaned over. "Make no mistake about it." I slid my hand all the way down and cupped him,… — Amanda Carlson Copy Share Image
“I quite enjoy the banter actually. I mean, you don't meet many females who can come back at you as fast as… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“What if I promise to keep my pants on?” The smile in his voice had butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She stared… — Lisa Kessler Copy Share Image
“We need to talk," he insisted, opening the door to his jeep that was parked next to my car. I was still… — S.G. Holster Copy Share Image
“Only one kiss. That was what he had intended. But Ciera’s lips were sweet like the juice of a pomegranate, and her… — Deborah Blake Copy Share Image
“You think I’m a geek now, don’t you?” he jested. She relaxed a little more. “No.” “First I say fanny. Now this.”… — Dianne Duvall Copy Share Image
“She hesitated. "You know I'm older than you, right?" Richard stared down at her and forced himself not to laugh at the… — Dianne Duvall Copy Share Image
