“Whatever am I going to do with that monster, Ryder Davis?” He gave a husky laugh. “I think you could probably just… — 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… — 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
“He took it off, and she could see his hair was damp with sweat, as was his shirt on closer inspection. He… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“You told me your mother wants grandchildren.” “My mother wants George Clooney to move to the farm too but that ain’t ever… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“What are you reading?” “ ‘Ryder’ by Greta Maloney,” he said, closing the book and placing it back into his rucksack. “Any… — Tim O'Rourke Copy Share Image
“It was perfect. Just right. Just what the raging, frothing she-demon inside her needed. The demon that had driven the stupid argument… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“He was so pumped, jumping up and down on the spot, showing off the taut lean muscles in his quads and calves… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Tiny.” Juliet’s firm voice brought the dog to an abrupt halt much to Ryder’s immense relief. “Sit.” The damn dog sat and… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I’ve been lumbered with this great lug of dog through a friend of a friend for a couple of months and he… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“They think they’re having such a good time,” he continued, whispering in her ear as he pulled out again. The two men… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Juliet stared at their reflection. One big hand lay flat against her belly, the other cupped and fondled her breast. Her nipples… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“The noise of his zip was like the drag of a fingernail down her spine, and Juliet moaned, helpless to stop, as… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“The man ticked all of her boxes. Compassionate, kind, thoughtful. But he was alpha as fuck on a rugby field. And in… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“This what you want, huh?” He pulled her hips off the wall with his spare hand to fit snug against his body.… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Trying to Jedi mind trick the towel into falling off me won’t work. You’re a rugby player not Luke Skywalker.” He grinned.… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“There have to be rules though.” She pulled out of the kiss, withdrawing her finger as well, sliding it down his chin… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“She loved him. She loved Ryder Davis. She loved his stupid face and his dumb smile and his idiotic biceps.” — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I’m not going to be the bad guy here, Ryder, because you can’t be like every other man out there and think… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I let the curtains fall back against the glass, effectively blocking the view of my nemesis standing there beneath the twinkle lights,… — Kristi Cook Copy Share Image
“Ryder cocked an eyebrow. “So that’s how you get men do your bidding.” She laughed, still looking into Tiny’s eyes. “By calling… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“It’s just a dress.” Oh no. There was nothing just about it. Juliet was wearing a walking hard on. “With a zip.”… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“Shhh,” he whispered, his breath hot at her ear. His cock was hot too, poised at her entrance. “Like this. I want… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“So, let me get this right.” He braked at a traffic light and yanked at the edges of his bow tie, reefing… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
“I don’t suppose you’re going to be able to—” She looked around for lurking roommates and leaned in a little closer. “Fuck… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
