16 Quotes by Cari Quinn

For her sex had always been about a borrowed connection. Wires patched together to make a unit long enough to transmit a message. That shared goal, those stolen moments when nothing else mattered but pleasure. When they ended, so did the link. The electricity faded. That wouldn't be the case here.

He might be a giant pain in the ass sometimes, but she loved him with a ferocity that terrified her.

That idiot was hers, and she wasn’t going to let him slip through her fingers because he was too proud to face whatever demons that were riding him.

To those that have been here since the beginning. You rock.

Not tears. Had to be an eyelash. In both eyes, but whatever.

Cory rested his leg on his opposite knee, apparently not concerned about his steel-gray tux. The guy might’ve stepped off a page in GQ, he was that handsome. In fact, she might’ve called him the most gorgeous man in the room, if not for the blond, eye-maskless pirate scowling at the head table. He would win that contest, effortlessly. In jeans and a T-shirt. In a flawless tux. Or better yet, completely naked. “You could choose to look at it as a hand, not a handout.” “I can take.

She braced one palm on the wall and used the other to bring him inside her more forcefully, tearing away the last bit of civility between them. Her body yielded under his pummeling strokes. Stretching around him, drawing him in that much farther. She couldn’t get close enough.