Quote by Brenda Joyce

“He waited for her to say something. Anything. But she only watched him watching her, their equally ragged breathing fighting for dominance. With a…

— Cari Quinn

“He picked her up and sank onto the warm oven-bench with her in his arms. He was gentle. His breath was the winter wind,…

— Katherine Arden

“Instead of answering her, he moved over her in a powerful rush. He took her mouth roughly, devouring her lips as his tongue plunged…

— Maya Banks

“He sat down behind her, then wrapped his arms around hers, pulling her back firmly against his chest. His warmth instantly seeped through her…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Warmth radiated from her skin in waves. Her pulse beneath his fingertips. The telltale flutter in her neck. Life. It mattered, was precious. And…

— J. Rose Black

“She crooned, twining her legs around his, pressing her forehead to his breastbone. It was all he needed. Easing her backward, supporting her until…

— Jennifer Blake

“He was standing so close to her, all six feet plus inches of masculine strength. So solid and safe. Her valiant protector. It seemed…

— Monica McCarty

“A shiver went up her spine. Part of her wanted to lean toward him so she could see deeper into his brown eyes, to…

— Melanie Dickerson

“She ignited his protectiveness when she'd leaned into him. Needed him. And he'd needed to feel her in his arms then. Their hearts had…

— Elizabeth Goddard

“When she first realized he was there watching her, she couldn't believe it was happening. There she was, bare as an egg, and his…

— Connie Mason

“He pulled her hand to his chest. She was suddenly flooded by the oh-so-recent memory of lying against his chest, his strong arms around…

— Melanie Dickerson

“He continued holding her but slid her soft frame down his body until her lips were even with his. She wound her hands through…

— Abigail Sharpe