297 Quotes by Abigail Roux

Why is it always the wackadoos who’re so good in bed?

Ty returned to the same punishing rhythm he’d started with, obviously not caring that Zane was trying to prolong it. Then he pulled back until the head of his cock was forcing the tight muscles of Zane’s ass to spread and spasm, and made Zane roll his body again, one leg up as Ty drove hard into him. Their eyes met, neither of them blinking or looking away as Ty thrust into him over and over. Ty.

Deuce glanced at him before turning his attention back to Zane and Julian. “Dare I ask what you’ve done to deserve protective custody?” he asked Julian. “I deal antiques,” Julian answered in a soft voice. Deuce nodded, looking Julian up and down. He turned his head to look at Ty speculatively. “That’s a euphemism for ‘I kill things’, isn’t it?

You can’t kill what you can’t catch.

You want us to attack the NIA agents with frozen meat?” Digger asked, his voice trembling and his teeth chattering. He snickered. “Literally hit them over the head with our big meatsacks?

For all of those who keep going, even when they can’t see the light.

I want you to put ‘He didn’t want to ride the damn horse’ on my tombstone.

Now do you want to do this nicely, have time to pack your Uzi in your underwear, or do we get to cuff you and drag you out?

He seemed unburdened now, more willing to simply grab onto life and go for a ride.