139 Quotes by Amy Andrews

This was screwing. One hundred percent pissed-off, nail-raking, neck-biting, wall-fucking screwing.

You’ve shaped me into this woman I never wanted to be. There are bits of myself I don’t even like.

I like this skirt. Makes a guy wonder just how to get a girl out of it.

As if your ego needs any more stroking. If it took form right now it’d be a giant hard on.

You treated me like a fool and you played with my heart, like it was one of your damn footballs.

It’s been a long time,” he murmured, prowling towards her, drawing to a halt just out of reaching distance.Not long enough. Not nearly long enough as the incredible mix of soap, deodorant, and cologne he wore so well had her body responding like he was an original glazed Krispy Kreme. Still warm from the oven. Dear God...he did still smell good enough to eat.

You think you can fuck your way out of this one, Marcus?

Considering I know what you look like naked and what you sound like when you come and what you taste like, I actually know very little about you.

Juanita barely registered the cool fur of moss at her back before his hands had claimed her hips again and his lips were going in for the kill. And not her neck this time. He went straight for a nipple, his hot mouth closing over the taught, cold peak, pressing her into the rock with the force of his passion.