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Hideaway by Penelope Douglas

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Hideaway by Penelope Douglas

Favorite Quotes

“You feel me?” he asked.  “You feel how much I want you? I’m going to stick my tongue up inside you and lick until you’re screaming for me to let you come. You’re mine.”
“Make me come, Kai.”  I smiled. “Make me come, and I’ll let you watch me and what I do when I’m in the shower thinking about you.  You like to watch, right?”
He was like Christian Grey meets Howard Hughes meets Patrick Bateman.  If I find a chainsaw or an ax inside the house, I’m outta here.

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About Penelope Douglas

Penelope D

Penelope Douglas is a full-time writer living in Las Vegas with her husband and their daughter.
When she’s not writing or reading, she loves road-tripping, touring retired, old ships, and pinning
anything not nailed down.

Her books include the Fall Away series (Bully, Until You, Rival, Falling Away, Aflame, and Next to
Never) and the Devil’s Night series (Corrupt and Hideaway (and Kill Switch and Nightfall– not yet released
). Please look for her stand-alones Misconduct and Punk 57. Available now.

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Broken Prince by Erin Watt

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Broken Prince by Erin Watt

Favorite Quotes

“You said it yourself—I see you. I see your hurt and your loneliness. I see your pride, and the way it stops you from leaning on anyone. I see your big heart, and how you want to save the world, including an ass like me.”
She’s mine and always has been. From before we even met, she was mine and I was hers. I fought it too long, but I’m giving in now. I’m all in now.
Wade instantly falls on one knee. “Oh, dear maiden. Please allow me to insert my member into your cavern of pleasure and take you to heights only the immortals have known.”

The Royals Reading Order

About Erin Watt:

Erin Watt is the brainchild of two bestselling authors linked together through their love of great books and an addiction to writing. They share one creative imagination. Their greatest love (after their families and pets, of course)? Coming up with fun–and sometimes crazy–ideas. Their greatest fear? Breaking up. You can contact them at their shared inbox: authorerinwatt@gmail.com

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Wait by AL Jackson

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Wait by AL Jackson

Favorite Quotes

I took her hand, pressed it to my cheek.  My voice scraped with need.  “Do you feel me?”

She searched me in the night.  Hands and tongue.  An exploration I wasn’t sure either of us would survive.  I joined in, palms wandering, fingers pressing.

“I feel you.”

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“Shit,” I hissed, bracing myself against the spray of the icy shards pelting from the shower head.

I sucked in a breath, released it between clenched teeth, and forced myself fully under it.

Head dropped and chest heaving as rivers of ice-cold water slicked down my shoulders and back.

But it did nothing to lessen the need. Gave me no sanity or pacification.

Because all I could think about was the girl on the other side of the door.

My girl.

In my bed.

Wearing just her panties and my shirt.

An angel I wanted to dirty.

I always had.

Love was messy like that.

All of my restraint scattered. I gripped my cock. Squeezed the base. My mouth dropped open at the pressure of my hand against my rigid length.

A fool thinking it might be enough.

Shit.

God, I was a bastard, but there was nothing I could do before I was giving in, leaning forward and bracketing my forearm above my head to hold my weight.

Water pounded down on my head and back while I pounded my fist against my dick.

Trying to keep silent when all I wanted was to moan, teeth digging into my bottom lip as I pictured the girl spread out for me.

My breaths were coming short.

Panted and hard.

I gave into imagining the sounds she would make when I finally got to bury myself in her body.

A soft, soft gasp.

I slowed, trying to convince myself that throaty sound was all in my mind.

Just another part of this fantasy.

Until I heard the small thump against the wall.

Shit.

I mashed my eyes closed, like it might hide me.

Conceal the depravity of my actions after I’d just been comforting her hours before.

Heart thrashing, I turned and moved far enough to peek out the small section where the fabric shower curtain hadn’t been drawn fully closed.

It was just a little sliver that left me exposed.

But it was enough. When I peered out, I was looking right at my girl pressed up against the wall.

She stared right back at me.

And I wanted to be horrified, my mind scrambling to conjure every weak apology I could summon. Ready to fucking grovel to keep her from turning and running once again.

Because that’s exactly what I expected her to do.

But her expression…her expression clutched me in the center of the chest and sent what little brain function I had left stampeding south.

Red, lush lips were parted, her hand pressed to her hollow of her throat, pupils dilated so big that her hooded, cerulean eyes appeared black. Needy breaths were coming at me from that sweet mouth like a goddamned freight train.

Desire swelled in the confines of the too-tight room.

Alive.

She pressed deeper into the wall as if it might support her weakened knees. Head rocked back. Thighs squeezing together.

Motherfuck.

My hand shot to the shower wall to steady myself. “Warning you, Edie, you need to get out of here. Right now.”

Empire by Rachel Van Dyken

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Empire by Rachel Van Dyken

Favorite Quotes

Never begrudge the journey, Valentina, for it is the journey that makes the ending happy.
Real men drink at ten, this is why I do not kill you.
“You were mine before you even knew you were mine.  So yes, I’ll be damned possessive about you.  And I don’t give a fuck what anyone says — you’ve belonged to me forever — and it’s going to sure as hell stay that way.”

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Hooked by Love by Toni Aleo

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Hooked by Love by Toni Aleo

Favorite Quotes

The way his arms basically wrapped around me like a  python when he held me, and how his lips, even with the beer on them, felt like every single Ed Sheeran song I know and love.
“Girl, I must be Richard Gere because you are the prettiest woman I have ever seen.”

 

Bellview Bullies Series Reading Order

Boarded by Love (Bellevue Bullies Series Book 1)

Clipped by Love (Bellevue Bullies Series Book 2)

Hooked by Love (Bellevue Bullies Series Book 3)

Undo Me by M. Robinson

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Undo Me by M. Robinson

Favorite Quotes

See, love is a beautiful thing.  It builds you up so high until you reach the end and there’s nowhere else to go, but down.
“Love isn’t supposed to hurt this much,” she wept.
No one said that love was easy, baby.”
She didn’t falter. “Yeah… But no one said it was going to be this hard either.”

Good ‘Ol Boys Series Reading Order

Complicate Me: The Good Ol’ Boys
Forbid Me: The Good Ol’ Boys
Undo Me: The Good Ol’ Boys

Legend by Katy Evans

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Legend by Katy Evans

Favorite Quotes

You cannot believe someone so powerful could hold all of that energy under control, but Maverick does it so well, it’s exhilarating to be under the attention of such force and be receiving one controlled, delicious, calculated dose at a time.
My panties are soaked, my folds are soaked, soaked for him, and he says, “I could drink you, Reese, and never get thirsty.”
“You were made to be mine,” he says against my lips, kissing me between breaths.  “You know that?” he asks, “You’re mine.  My hands were made to touch you; my lips were made to love you,” he says as he sucks along my neck, his tongue trailing down my throat.

The REAL series reading order

Real (The REAL series Book 1)
Mine (The REAL series Book 2)
Remy (The REAL series Book 3)
Rogue (The REAL series Book 4)
Ripped (The REAL series Book 5)
Legend (The REAL series Book 6)

 

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At Tate’s corner, outside the ropes, his coach whistles. “You two get some headgear on. Stat.”

Tate’s lips curl rebelliously, and he looks at me with challenge in his eyes.

I smile back, a feral curl of my lips.

We tap gloves.

No headgear.

I jab. He swings his arm, blocks the hit, leaps back, and I jab again, blocked again.

We space apart and jump in place, shaking our shoulders, loosening up. I pull my gloves back up, narrow my eyes, and he asks, “You think you’re the shit because you’re fast and strong? I got news for you. I’m faster, I’m stronger, and I’m disciplined. Your coach isn’t doing you any favors.”

“He’s in my corner, and that’s enough for me.”

He swings, I duck fast and come up behind him. He straightens and faces me again. “If you settle for that, then you should settle for second place.”

“What the fuck. You want me to win?”

“I want a good fight. I like keeping things real. Reminds me I’m a man. Mortal.”

“I want to be a legend. Legends never die. Even if they die alone.”

He swings again, and I duck, come up, and jab three times.

He blocks repeatedly, then hooks with his right; I deflect. He grins and jabs again. I block, then I duck before he puts me up against the ropes, and I head back to center. He follows.

“To be a legend you need to fall seven times, get up eight,” he says.

I remember a final a few years ago when my father kicked Tate to a pulp. “Or not fall at all.”

He backs up his arm and then smacks the smirk right off me. “Before you stop falling, you need to embrace the fact that you’re going to hit the ground.”

I clean the blood from my mouth, glowering.

We take positions again, and he watches me as if waiting for my next move as we start dancing around, jumping, waiting for the other to strike.

“Do you want the headgear now?”

I lunge and start hitting, and he blocks, deflects, blocks. “Fuck you,” I grit out.

“Getting angry doesn’t help. You control the anger, not let it control you.”

I want to prove him wrong; I loop out my arm and aim for his head.

He ducks and hooks, his knuckles cracking into my jaw. I spurt blood and bounce against the ropes.

I shake my head, wipe the blood away, grit my teeth and straighten, narrowing my eyes. “My turn,” I growl, and I swing. My fist connects: a kidney punch.

He blocks my next hit, frowning in thought. “You’re cocky for someone who just lost yesterday.”

He jabs.

I dive my upper body to the side, evading. “You got to play it to become it.”

“I’m the champion, not you.”

“You won’t live forever, champ.”

He jabs three times, then leaps back, flexes his arm and looks at it.

“Muscle memory. You hit enough times, you fight on instinct; part of your brain works on your assault, the other is focused on the other’s assault. Let your muscle memory work for you and consciously stay focused on your opponent’s eyes.”

I laugh mockingly. “I don’t need your pointers.”

“Go back home to daddy, then.”

“When I’m finished with you.” I punch him, then raise my left hook and connect hard enough to stun him.

He raises his head, shakes it to clear it, and wipes blood from his nose. I catch my breath, satisfied I got some blood. At least I won’t be the only one with an ice pack tonight.

He sees the blood on his arm and looks at me, impressed.

“TIME!” his coach yells out from the corner. “You two won’t have shit for the fight if you keep up this nonsense.”

Tate grins at him, then turns back and glowers at me. “You get enough?”

“Barely warming up here.” I squint the blood out of one eye and raise my gloves. “Come get it, Riptide,” I growl.


 

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Beautiful Burn by Jamie McGuire

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Beautiful Burn by Jamie McGuire

Favorite Quotes

Most of the men I’d met were all hat and no cowboy, but Maddox didn’t have to pretend.  He lived it, and had the balls to back it up.
Tyler was my new addiction, like flirting with fire on the mountain, loving the danger and waiting for the burn.
“If you’re the fire, Ellie…I’ll burn.”

The Maddox Brothers Series Reading Order

Beautiful Disaster: A Novel *So, it’s not officially in the Maddox Brothers Series, but it all started with Travis.
Beautiful Oblivion: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Book 1)
Beautiful Redemption: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Series Book 2)
Beautiful Sacrifice: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Series Book 3)
Beautiful Burn: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Series Book 4)

The Final Move by Victoria Denault

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The Final Move by Victoria Denault

Favorite Quotes

The girly-girl in me – the one I like to keep locked up in a dark corner of my mind – wants my hand to fly up and cover my eyes.  But luckily, too much of me is an anti-girlie girl, badass corndog and I resist the urge.  So I stand there and stare down at him as his eyes flutter open.
“Yes.  Good looking, well built and sexy as hell with bedroom eyes is my type,” I snap and put my hands on my hips.  “And before you go slamming the guy I like to fuck, remember you are one of them.”
“Falling in love fells like jumping our of a plane without a parachute and somehow landing safely and then wanting to do it again the next day.”

Hometown Players Series Reading Order

One More Shot (Hometown Players)
Making a Play (Hometown Players)
The Final Move (Hometown Players)

November 9 by Colleen Hoover

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November 9 by Colleen Hoover

Favorite Quotes

“Ben,” I say, narrowing my eyes. “Are you…booksting me?”
He cocks an eyebrow. “Booksting?”
“Yeah. When a hot guy talks books with a girl  It’s like sexting, but out loud and with books instead of sex. Nor does it have to do with texts. Okay, so it’s nothing like sexting, but it made sense in my head.”
Guys see boobs coupled with a great sense of humor and think they’ve found the holy fucking grail.
“Baby,” he says, his lips forming a smile. “You have already made this the best sex I’ve ever had and I’m not even inside you yet.”
He’s soaking me up like it’s a privilege rather than a favor.
“Do fictional boyfriends cry as much as I do?” I ask her. She laughs.
“Only the really great ones.”

Making a Play by Victoria Denault

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Making a Play by Victoria Denault

Favorite Quotes

“That’s what couples do when they buy things together.  They screw all over it.  It’s a good thing they didn’t buy a puppy.”
“Luc is a hot piece of ass,” Callie announces firmly.  “Hot pieces of ass should not be celibate, it’s like a direct insult to women everywhere.”
“Suck him off.  You can own a man with a good, spontaneous blow job.”

Hometown Players Series Reading Order

One More Shot (Hometown Players)
Making a Play (Hometown Players)
The Final Move (Hometown Players) PreOrder

Complicate Me by M. Robinson

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Complicate Me by M. Robinson

Favorite Quote

I wanted nothing more than to take her into my arms and comfort her anyway that I could; except she would never seek refuge from me again. I was her destruction.

“I lie awake every night missing you, there’s this huge hole in my heart where you used to be, and I don’t care because it reminds me of you.”

“I’m not going to tell you its always been easy because it hasn’t, but you’ve always been worth it.”

Capture by Rachel Van Dyken

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Capture by Rachel Van Dyken

Favorite Quotes

I wanted to earn her in the worst way possible, I wanted it to be hard, because I knew if it was easy, it wasn’t real.
“Keep them open,” he commanded softly.  “And on me.  Watch me watch you so you know when this is over, that you’ll have nothing to regret, because the look I’m giving you now is the same one I’m going to give you after, and the day after that, and the day after that.”
And it wasn’t like I could say she seduced me, even though, if I was one to place blame, I’d be pointing my finger in her direction.  She started me!  Naked!  What was I supposed to do?  Sing nursery rhymes and close my eyes?

Pulled Under by Sarah Darlington

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Pulled Under by Sarah Darlington

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Sucking in a breath, I took him in. Rhett was good-looking in the completely opposite way of Ben. Ben had been handsome in a clean-cut, manicured way. Then there was Rhett…who looked like he could have been a construction worker or a firefighter…or maybe a male stripper dressed up as a construction worker or a firefighter. He was lean, muscular, tan, rugged, and the very sight of him, even from a distance, brought heat to my cheeks.
Not to mention, the man was like catnip. The bar area was packed with hungry felines on the prowl. He moved fast, making drinks, smiling at the women he served, and embodying every frat-boy (minus the frat) image I could conjure in my mind. The memory of him from when I was sixteen wasn’t something easily forgotten, and a tingle touched my lips as my mind replayed the kiss we’d once shared.
Still…he wasn’t Ben.
Sadness washed over me like a bucket of ice water. I shook off the feeling. Rhett had made me feel better once before, and I had no reason to doubt the same thing couldn’t work for me a second time. The only difference now was, I wanted to take it to the next level. I wanted to give up my virginity to him…tonight. No point in saving myself for someone who wasn’t alive anymore.
“Holy shit,” I said aloud. Breaking my eyes away from Rhett, I brought my attention back to the table and to my drink. Feeling like I was buried ten feet deep in teenage hormones, grief, and God knows what else, I removed the straw, as it was only slowing me down, and I finished the remainder of my drink in a giant swallow. The alcohol burned going down, and I grimaced. “That man is not for the faint of heart,” I mumbled to myself as I set down a now empty glass. “And neither is my plan for him tonight.”
Kimberly sighed. “The teacher in me probably should warn you that this is a bad idea,” she said, shaking her head. “But the girlfriend in me is going to do the opposite.” She leaned closer and her face turned very sincere. “You deserve this—to be young and stupid and go for something you want. All we have is the present moment. The past is gone, and the future isn’t guaranteed. So have a little fun. Knock that boy off his feet.”
For the first time in a long time, I laughed. “He’s not going to remember me.”
She shrugged. “So what. Make a new memory.”
Convinced, though I’d made up my mind hours before coming here tonight, I stood up ready to go talk to Rhett, ready for whatever to happen.
Kimberly’s eyes went wide. “Yes,” she whispered. “You can do this.”
“I need to know something,” I said, lingering by the table. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? I kind of got the impression that you might have liked Rhett when you went to high school with him. I could find someone else—”
“No. Rhett is perfect for this. Sure, I had a crush on him like everyone else in high school, but that was ages ago. I’m with Cody now. I love Cody. I don’t need a man-child like Rhett, that’s for damn certain.” She smirked at me. “But you go get your man-child, honey. He should be fun for one night.”
“Fine.” Laughing, I left Kimberly. I’d lied to her a second ago. If she’d said no about Rhett than I wouldn’t be attempting this with someone random. Only Rhett would do.
Feeling surprisingly confident, I approached the bar. I wore a short beach dress that buttoned in the front and showed off my long legs. My platinum hair was curled in big waves, beauty pageant worthy, and it fell just past my shoulders. I’d even broken out the high heels for this. No matter who I was on the inside, outwardly I wasn’t the nerdy girl with glasses anymore.
There was exactly one open seat. Setting my purse on top of the bar, I sat down. I unbuttoned one more button on my cotton dress and waited to be noticed. Rhett’s back was to me so he wasn’t noticing anything.
Five minutes passed and nothing happened. I unbuttoned another button, but changed my mind and redid it when the older man sitting beside me started staring at my chest and winking at me between sips of his whiskey.
Oh God. My confidence began to falter.
The bar was chaos, with only two bartenders working, and they both struggled to keep up with their demand. Rhett moved more quickly than the girl working, but he worked the opposite end from where I sat and had yet to even glance in my direction. I realized I was crazy-pants for thinking I could just walk over here and he’d suddenly see me, remember me, and we’d have some magical repeat moment of the one we had shared years ago.
Yeah, not happening.
Another woman already had Rhett’s undivided attention. Brunette. Older than me. Ruby red lips with a leopard print bikini on under a sheer cover up. She was, without a doubt, a sure thing. Between every drink he poured, he’d return to her for a brief moment of flirting. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but the chemistry between them was enough to let me know that I had a better chance at winning the lottery tonight than ending up in his bed.
“What can I get ya, babe? Piña Coladas are on special tonight—three dollars.”
It took me a moment to realize someone was speaking to me. I had Rhett blinders on and had completely missed the woman bartender who waited impatiently for me to acknowledge her. My eyes focused on her name tag—Luce. When I finally realized how incredibly rude I was being, she had already started walking away from me, shaking her head and huffing under her breath.
“Rhett,” she hollered, as she motioned towards me. “Your customer.”
Oh shit!
At her words, Rhett glanced over his shoulder in my direction. He looked right through me as he called out, “One moment,” before returning to his brunette.
I wanted to run from the bar. My stomach felt queasy, and that vodka tonic threatened to come back up. “This was a stupid idea,” I murmured to myself.
Rhett took his sweet-ass time finishing his conversation with the brunette before making his way toward me. It took him so damn long that by the time he came for my drink order, I no longer felt quite so nervous.
“Hello there, princess. What can I get for you?” he asked, smiling and cocking an eyebrow at me, charm oozing out of him. “Piña Coladas are on special tonight,” he told me, rubbing a hand over his closely shaved head and speaking fast. It was clear, even if he did it with a smile on his face, he was trying to hurry me into making a decision. “You look like a Piña Colada kind of girl. How ‘bout I get you one of those?”
He had a very nice smile, which he clearly used to his advantage. He did, after all, work for tips. But whether his charm and that smile were real or fake, they pissed me off. I was too much of a cynic, something I knew I’d picked up by being raised by my very straight-forward, realist of a brother, to put up with his bullshit.
“What the hell?” I snapped, my frustrations pouring out of me. “Do you all have a giant premade batch of Piña Colada that you need to sell before the end of the night? Because I happen to hate coconut.” I didn’t actually hate coconut. “Fifty percent of people hate coconut.” I made up that statistic. “If you’re going to offer something that half the population hates, you should at least have a second drink option on special as an alternative, otherwise you’re discriminating. Besides, do I look twenty-one? I’m eighteen—learn how to card.”
“Shit. You’re a cop.”
“No, I’m not a cop. I don’t even want a drink.” I started rummaging around in my purse for nothing in particular because I needed something to do with my hands. I was beyond annoyed and, frankly, a little hurt. “Can we pretend this conversation never happened? I would much rather keep my glorified memories intact. And—”
I stopped talking and digging when his fingers gently touched the underside of my chin. Swallowing, I looked up from my bag. Why the hell was he touching me?
“I know you,” he whispered, the color draining from his face.
“No you don’t,” I said pulling away from his touch and standing from my seat.
“Yes, I do. You’ve changed, but those green eyes I haven’t forgotten.”
Everything slowed down. I stood there with my bag slung over my shoulder and my feet frozen to the floor. The noise of the chaotic bar faded into the background. He stared at me, and I stared at him. He recognized me, and with that recognition his whole demeanor changed. Sincerity, I suppose, was the difference I suddenly saw in him.
“You came back,” he said after a moment, smiling.

This smile, I could tell, was genuine.

Kill Devil Hills Series Reading Order

Kill Devil Hills
Changing Tides (Kill Devil Hills Book 2)
Pulled Under (Kill Devil Hills Book 3)

Something Beautiful: A Novella by Jamie McGuire

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Favorite Quotes

Her eager mouth was so warm and wet.  Hers was the only one that made me wish I could kiss it and fuck it at the same time.
“She’s special, you know?  She’s a daddy’s girl, but she’ll tell you where to stick it if she doesn’t like what you have to say.  She’ll slap a giant to protect the honor of her best friend.  She hates good-byes.  She wears this little gold cross around her neck and cusses like a sailor.  She’s my happily ever after.”

Beautiful Series Reading Order

Beautiful Disaster: A Novel
Walking Disaster: A Novel (Beautiful Book 2)
A Beautiful Wedding: A Novella
Beautiful Oblivion: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Book 1)
Beautiful Redemption: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Book 2)
Beautiful Sacrifice: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Book 3)
Something Beautiful: A Novella

Bleeding Love by Harper Sloan

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Favorite Quotes

“If you don’t want me to take you back to my house, strip you naked and fuck you until you can’t walk for weeks, then say so now, because the second I have you I won’t be letting go.”
“Do you want me deeper?”  I continue, pausing when the tip of my cock is about to fall from her body, smiling wickedly when she makes a cry of protest.  “Do you want to feel my cock even when you aren’t with me?  Want me to take everything you have to give me?  So greedy.  So fucking greedy.”
“Good wan’t when you came against my mouth the first or the third time.  Good wasn’t when your thighs squeezed me so hard I might even have bruises months later.  GOOD wasn’t when you screamed my name, and baby you did, so damn loud my ears felt that for days.  Good doesn’t even come close.”

Hope Town Series Reading Order

Unexpected Fate (Hope Town Book 1)
Bleeding Love (Hope Town Book 2)

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His mouth leaves mine and with his hand still on my leg, he demands, “Dig your heels in deep, baby.”

I give him what he wants, but not because he told me to.  I give him what he wants because when his hand leaves my leg and pushes into the mattress, bringing his body up he goes even deeper into my body and those heels push hard.

Just as he demanded earlier, my hands go to his shoulders on my own accord and as he takes my body hard, my nails dig in with my heels still pushing hard against the small of his back.  Our eyes never leave each other’s probing gaze.  Never once do I take my eyes away from his, so full of lust that I know there isn’t an ounce of control left in his body.

He drops his head and I lift up to meet him in a kiss so sweet it doesn’t match the powerful way that he’s taking my body.  A kiss that gives me more than words ever could at this moment.  His hips slow and as his tongue rolls against mine, his hips start to take me in slow, deep rolls.  He doesn’t pull back, just rocks his hips against mine.

I push up and cry out when he slips even deeper.

His lips come from mine and his hooded eyes open a sliver.  “Feels like heaven,” he says softly.  “Everything, darlin’.  Feels like everything.”

When You’re Back by Abbi Glines

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Amber to Ashes by Gail McHugh

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Favorite Quotes

“But for now, the only thing the ears wanna hear from your pretty lips is my name being called out while I fuck away every bad pent-up memory and twisted shit you’ve ever seen right out of your mind.  Cool?”

Ryder’s an all-consuming vortex made up of nothing but pure, primal, fierce, mind-fucking alpha male.  There’s not a girl on campus who doesn’t chew her lip, clench her thighs, or giggle like a stupid twat when he’s within a hundred feet of her.

“I need you a hundred times more than I need my next breath, a thousand times more than I need my next heartbeat, and a million times more than I need to wake up to the sun hanging in the sky.”

Hurt.  Pain.  Confusion.  Attraction.  Lust.  All a lethal but beautiful cocktail that’s about to combust, exploding each of us into a state of numbness, a state of healing through what we need.

Each other.

Beautiful Sacrifice by Jamie McGuire

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Beautiful Sacrifice by Jamie McGuire

Favorite Quotes

“You’re so fucking mean.  It’s disturbing that I like it so much.”
Bagged her? What does that even mean?” I asked, already wishing I hadn’t.
“Intimate relations.  Intercourse.  Coitus.  Doing the deed.  Nookie.  Fornicating.  Laying pipe.  Screwing.  Sex.  Tapping that ass.  Fucking.  Need I go on?”
“Please don’t.”
“This phone buzzes every time you text me, and I’m lying here, naked, in bed,” I said, hearing my words slur.  “I have this urge to put it between my legs and hope you text me again.”

Maddox Brothers Series Reading Order

Beautiful Oblivion: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Book 1)
Beautiful Redemption: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Series Book 2)
Beautiful Sacrifice: A Novel (The Maddox Brothers Book 3)

Sweet by Tammara Webber

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Favorite Quotes

The power of whether we just fell asleep or whether I kept her wide-awake for the next hour or three was in her hands.
I wouldn’t make the first move, but I’d damn sure make the second.
I paused to stare at the tempting little road to hell lying there in my bed for the two beats it took to ditch my own shorts and no longer.  If loving her was gonna be the death of me, I saw no reason to dawdle.
“I wanna watch you come, baby.  That’s all I’ve dreamed about since the last time I was inside you – kissing you again, touching this sweet little body again, all warm and tight and wanting me to lay you down and fuck you deep and hard.”

Contours of the Heart Series Reading Order

Easy (Contours of the Heart Book 1)
Breakable (Contours of the Heart Book 2)
Sweet (Contours of the Heart Book 3)

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