“She tasted good. Like salt and vinegar chips and Bailey’s Irish cream. Who knew that was such a fucking turn on?” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I just don’t understand why they’d think we were together, when I’m leaving the country to live on the other side of… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I’m texting your picture, your name, and your address to one of my flatmates. In case I’m letting your beautiful building blind… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Her gaze dropped to the zipper of his shorts, still sporting a significant bulge. “Think you can deal with that thing all… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Calm down?” Her voice went really low, her eyes glittering. “Don’t tell me to calm down. I’m so freaking horny at the… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“And did I mention how much chicks dig guys with dogs? Go out with Tiny and they’ll flock.” “Val...” Ryder shoved a… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Ryder stepped into the hallway to discover Tiny sitting in the middle, his tail wagging in greeting and what looked like a… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“He didn’t try to kiss her. She probably would have bitten him if he had. This wasn’t nice sex. It wasn’t considerate.… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“His woman. Part of her knew she should object to the wording. She wasn’t his woman. They weren’t together like that. But… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Spread your legs.” His voice was deep and dark, the glow in his eyes feral. This was what he’d looked like on… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“So you know how to ride a horse and muster and...stuff.” He laughed. “Yes. I know how to do stuff.” He squeezed… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Whatever am I going to do with that monster, Ryder Davis?” He gave a husky laugh. “I think you could probably just tell it… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“You should come and watch me.” She frowned. “Watch you?” A small smiled nudged his lips. She didn’t need to be a mind reader… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“If anyone had told Joss last week that she’d be dry humping a twenty-seven-year-old she’d met only five days prior in the bathroom of… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“You said he was a perfectly adequate lover." "Perfectly adequate? I dont suppose I ever said that about you?" She only had to look… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“He’s obviously very well trained. He’s probably just confused about being handed around a bit and is acting out.” Ryder didn’t think Tiny was… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I saw you on that field tonight, you rugby guys look like you were born knowing how to fuck.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Now, grip the bull tight with your thighs.” She dutifully tensed her thighs. “Not tense. Grip. Real hard with your whole thigh.” His voice… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I think you just made me forget my own name. Not even amnesia managed that.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“She was about to take a step back when his hand slid onto her leg. Slow and lazy. “You don’t wear your scrubs home,”… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I’ve got some good physical therapy for you. Any good at fencing?” Joss almost choked on her mouthful of coffee. She sat up straight… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
