“Tell me the truth,” he rasps. “Admit it made you hot. It made you wet. You are coiled so tight I could slide my hand down your panties and make you come before you could tell me to stop.” — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“potatoes off his pants. “Carbs,” he moans. “I’m going to gain at least ten pounds.” — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“Rampage frowns. “If you can’t even hear about it, how are you going to watch the fight?” Bucket on head. Facecloth over eyes. Torment… — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“He lifts an eyebrow. “Does the friend have a name?” “Mac.” “Doesn’t suit you. Do you have a different name?” — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“What is it?” There is almost nothing I could refuse him at this very moment. Sex on the picnic bench? Check. Strip off and… — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“Max attacks Misery with the kind of vigor only reserved for really dirty ovens” — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“We are all fighters. It is basic human nature. We strive to get somewhere in life or we fight for survival.” — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“I’m guessing you don’t have to share a bathroom at your house,” I say with the casual tone of someone who isn’t waving her… — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“You’ve never met a man like me, a man who can challenge and respect you, a man worthy of a woman like you.” — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“Misery tells me to shut my mouth or he’ll shut it for me with something so big, I’ll never be able to talk again.… — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“Tell me the truth,” he rasps. “Admit it made you hot. It made you wet. You are coiled so tight I could slide my… — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
“You may not always want me to protect your body, bella, but I will always protect your heart.” — Sarah Castille Copy Share Image
