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“Now, you fuckers," I said as I rolled my head around my shoulders and palmed some knives. "Let me introduce myself.”

— Jeaniene Frost

“Fuck you!” “Right here?” He crossed his arms. “That definitely wouldn’t help your getting over me.”

— Stacey Marie Brown

“Yes!” He wrapped both arms around me, but when I tried to do the same he jumped away. “Watch the suit,” he said, glaring.…

— Michelle Hodkin

“He said nothing, just pulled me down into his lap and wrapped his arms around me.”

— Ruta Sepetys

“He lay down beside me, pulling me back to his chest and throwing his arm over me. “Mine,” he whispered in my ear.”

— R.K. Lilley

“Come on.” He dropped a heavy hand on my back, between my shoulder blades, and my breath stalled. I was effectively silenced by his…

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

“Fuck me,” I whispered, giving him permission, taking him into my flesh, a soft invitation to madness.”

— Emme Rollins

“I’m going to kill you,” she whispered. He sat up once more, wrapped her hair around his fist and growled. “Fuck me, instead.”

— Tessa Bailey

“Fuck," he murmured against my lips. The feel, the word, sent a hot little shock through my spine. It skittered through my veins, danced…

— Michelle Hodkin

“He lifted his hands to his face and rubbed, muttering under them, “Fuck me.” I rolled to my side, got up on an elbow…

— Kristen Ashley

“As I looked at him I knew he meant what he said. He casually took his revolver out of its holster and rested it…

— Small Crimes Dave Zeltserman

“trusted you.” “I know.” His hand landed on mine and squeezed gently. “I was pissed—part of me”

— Jennifer L. Armentrout