Quote by Glynnis Campbell

“She was close in her husband's arms; she clung to him; whatever of strangeness and slowness and insularity she might find in him, none…

— Sinclair Lewis

“Part of her wanted to comfort him, to tell him everything was going to be okay. But the rest of her just wanted to…

— Rosalie Lario

“The warmth of his touch penetrated through her clothing like a brand, imparting heat and comfort she wished he could wrap all around her…

— Vivienne Savage

“Her long body stiffened against him. Her cool fingers tightened in his shaggy fur, and her bare, clinging heels dug deep into his heaving…

— Jack Williamson

“And it was good just to hold her and touch the softness of her skin. He wanted to hold her hard, not to hurt…

— L.J. Smith

“Her eyes traveled down the black T-shirt he wore. Pfft, he might as well be naked. It clung to him like a second skin…

— Valerie Twombly

“His gaze was heat across her cheeks, her lips. It was touch. His eyes were hypnotic, his brows black and velvet. He was copper…

— Laini Taylor

“Guilt ripped into her like a rusty, serrated knife. It took up residence in her soul, settling in and getting comfortable so it could…

— G.S. Jennsen

“Perhaps he’d recently lost some bulk. But there was plenty of him remaining, and all of it was lean and hard. His body was…

— Tessa Dare

“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

“He took her dress in both hands and tore it from neckline to hem.”

— thea harrison

“He guided her hands lower, over her own soft belly, her hips, the tops of her thighs. The oils they spread there left a…

— Arla Dahl