Top 86 Amy Andrews Quotes
#1. That does not make me feel better."
He chuckled. "It doesn't?"
"No. I feel like the wallflower being patronised by the cool guy."
"You're not a wallflower."
"Says the cool guy.
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#2. You have no idea how dirty I can play." He laughed. "Bring. It. On.
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#3. You do know I'm not psychic, right?'
Dash looked down at her. 'Joy...you do know that normal people don't see ghosts, right?
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#4. Don't ever do anything for a man you don't want to do for you.
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#5. A saint? Tanner Stone was the anti-Christ.
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#6. Faith had given up on the whole one-day-my-prince-will-come romantic bullshit
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#7. If the man screwed like he kissed she was a goner
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#8. He was stretched out like he was her own personal playground and she wanted to ride on his equipment for a bit longer.
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#9. The man looked hot in his jersey, sexy as hell in a pair of
jeans and goddamn mouth-watering in nothing but his tan. In a business suit? He looked utterly fuckable.
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#10. He hadn't struck her as particularly religious unless she counted the number of times he'd called out to Jesus when he'd been deep inside her.
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#12. The car was some kind of Porsche and the door stood open and beckoning, like a gold embossed invitation to sin
If she could survive a ride with angel-lips in his penis car then surely she'd be immune to him in any situation?
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#13. You're a gambling man, right? Or do you only bet on frivolous things like poker and fucking women?
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#14. If you think I haven't been fantasising about your mouth around my cock, then you're crazy
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#15. She hadn't planned on getting laid tonight but then she hadn't planned on missing her home and her friends and being thnis down and, frankly, this bored on her special day. She was so relieved to see a guy her own age it was worth a thank-you-for-walking-into-this-bar-fuck alone.
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#16. I think you just made me forget my own name. Not even amnesia managed that.
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#17. He kissed her then. Not tentative. Not polite.
This was no first-kiss kiss. It was demanding. Dirty. And it went on and on. Deep, open-mouthed, head-twisting, tongue-fucking, rock'n'roll kissing.
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#18. I tackle guys three times your size for a living. I can handle whatever you throw at me.
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#19. Seriously, would you want some strange dude with
a scalpel down near your lady parts?"
She shuddered. "I can think of better uses for a dude
down near my lady parts.
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#20. Tanner Stone was way too sure of himself. Too many women had been letting him have it all his own way.
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#21. Lordy...
This man should be locked up. A smile that could surely cause mass ovulation had to be illegal.
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#22. He wanted to get her naked. Horizontal. He wanted to put his hands all over her. His mouth all over her. He hated her clothes. And his. He wanted them off. He wanted to imprint himself on her skin.
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#23. This was screwing. One hundred percent pissed-off, nail-raking, neck-biting, wall-fucking screwing.
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#24. There was just something so damn male about a man doing something with his hands. Something mechanical. Something sweaty. And dirty. Watching Coop in his natural environment was seriously turning her on.
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#25. Nathaniel's gaze fell on the crystal-encrusted pendant around her neck. "You own a shop that sells crystals?
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#26. If I'd known a sixty-niner was the way to your heart I would have done it weeks ago.
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#27. Well? Get your suff. You're already late for the appointment or you want we should hug as well?"
Marcus snorted appreciating his brother's attempts to lighten the situation. "Not even if you suddenly morphed into Miss World.
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#28. I love you like the woman I am now. Not the girl I was. I'm battered and bruised and I'm tougher, but I'm still here. I'm scared to death, but I'm more frightened of a life without you.
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#29. Sex was a happiness transaction. And rugby had given Linc the means to feel very happy, very often.
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#30. How dare he look so freaking smug like he'd just ticked an item off a sex list? Going down on Matilda. Check.
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#31. He thought there was chemistry? Faith had always hated chemistry at school but if she'd known a sexy Australian was going to seduce her with it in the future she may have paid more attention.
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#32. Nathaniel suddenly felt as if he'd been plonked into an I Dream of Jeannie episode.
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#33. Dexter Blake liked a woman with some junk in her trunk. And the tall, curvy chick on the sidelines was packing a whole lot of booty.
She had one of those itty-bitty waists, too. And her cups floweth'd over.
Staring at her chest was practically a religious experience.
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#34. Jemima Jane Erickson was one drunken pass away from jumping Ethan Weston's bones. He just didn't know it.
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#35. You treated me like a fool and you played with my heart, like it was one of your damn footballs.
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#36. Is this okay?"
Dex blinked. Okay? She couldn't have been any more
okay had she been dipped in marshmallow and rolled in coconut.
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#37. It was the kind of mouth that should only be found on angels. Chick angels.
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#38. There was nothing like the cold, heavy steel of a gun, the soft moan of an appreciative woman or the sharp burn of a good single malt to make a man grateful to be alive. Tonight, with his gun gone and his sex life a wasteland, Dash had to settle for whiskey.
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#39. What can I say? Watching you play rugby makes me horny."
His fingers lightly stroked her back. "In that case, I'll get you a season pass.
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#40. Faith had no idea if he meant liquor, sex or a game of twister but she was up for all three.
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#41. But damn it, if he could be nonchalant about a woman rubbing herself against his giant erection like it was a stripper's pole, then so could she.
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#42. Love is a risk. It always is. None of us is guaranteed a long life. But love takes courage.
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#43. Missing made you sad. Loving made you crazy
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#44. Not even an advancing All Blacks haka could have dragged him away from the swing of her ass
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#46. I'm going to drag you down to the basement, kneel at your feet, rip your jeans down and I'm going to make you come so hard with my tongue the whole damn pub will think you're being murdered.
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#47. If I was any wetter I'd be lying in a puddle.
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#48. Christ. He was going to hell.
The thought should have helped with the erection. It didn't. He doubted anything would. Not even thoughts of the Colonel pushing him out of an aircraft from six thousand feet without a parachute was going to kill it.
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#49. There was nothing glamorous about the kiss. It was breathy and sloppy and noisy, more passion than finesse, but it was like a hit of speed tripping
through his blood, rippling pleasure through his thighs and buttocks and belly, their heads twisting greedily in time to the wild buck of his hips.
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#50. Ivy just had to look at him to know that Dean Bennet would never look at her. He was the kind of guy who dated flamenco dancers or famous actresses or multi-lingual international human rights lawyers. Not sheltered little daddy's girls who could barely look at him without turning red.
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#51. You think I don't know that you're hard for me right now?
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#52. Better than an orgasm? Clearly the woman was having lousy orgasms.
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#53. She felt sorry for him. A hippie chick who looked like she bought her clothes at Oxfam and a puff of wind could blow her over?
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#54. All she could think was what an effective...tool it looked. Her father always said you needed the right tool for the job and Dean sure knew how to bring it.
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#55. I never thought I'd get a second chance at a first time with you
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#56. A woman really had no business looking that good in a man's hat
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#57. If they didn't stop this, she was going to come
embarrassingly quickly.
Possibly even right now.
Not to mention the fact she never let men she barely knew unzip her and suck on her nipples.
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#58. Oh I bet you're sweet as under all that posh.'
And he looked at her in a way that left her in no doubt that he wasn't talking about the way she might move on the dance floor. If he mentioned honey pots she was going to pour her vodka shot over him. 'You'll never know,
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#59. I like this skirt. Makes a guy wonder just how to get a girl out of it.
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#61. My name on your lips as you come is the sexiest thing
I've ever heard.
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#62. Please give me a chance to make you happy. I make this promise to you in this beautiful garden you fought so hard for, that I will spend every day putting you first.
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#63. It felt like they'd been plunged into a rainbow, or maybe
even seen the face of God.
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#64. I thought you might appreciate waking up to a hot mouth on a certain part of your anatomy."
He smiled. "My...lips?"
"Lower.
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#65. He smiled that smile again. How could something so lazy do such busy things to her body?
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#66. Rubbing herself against a sleeping man just wasn't on. It was morally questionable. Probably illegal. Definitely icky. But why oh why did bad things always feel so damn good? Just once more, she promised herself as she pushed back into him again. "Addie, I am not made of stone.
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#67. I bet if cancer of the penis was more prevalent there'd be a cure for this fucker. I bet if dicks were being amputated or dropping off left, right and centre there'd have been a cure decades ago. There'd be a whole fucking government dick department dedicated to it.
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#68. This was Linc at his most elemental. This was cave man stuff. Potently male. Potently virile. Hot. As. Fuck.
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#69. What kind of place do I hang out in?"
"The kind of place where they boot scoot and line dance."
"You think I'm a cowboy?"
"Actually...I was going for bullrider."
"Well I do enjoy a long, hard ride so sure...lets go with that.
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#70. Why do men always have such high opinions of their cock?
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#71. Lacey.." If it was supposed to be a protest it was a weak one. It was more groan than warning
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#72. Sure. Although I should give you fair warning. I can't promise to be so gentlemanly again should you get horny at five a.m. tomorrow morning.
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#73. You said he was a perfectly adequate lover."
"Perfectly adequate? I dont suppose I ever said that about you?" She only had to look and Logan and those rough hands to know he'd be a thoroughly, mind-blowingly, head-bangingly, DIRTY lover."
"I bloody hope not.
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#74. Hold on, baby." He slid his hands under her ass before rising to his feet. Harper gave a little squeal as she held tight. "I'm going to make you come so hard you're going to want to name a day of the week after me.
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#75. Linc had always been a leg man. Thankfully hers made up for her caustic tongue and armour plated panties
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#76. As if your ego needs any more stroking. If it took form right now it'd be a giant hard on.
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#77. He was a Crosby, Stills and Nash song. He loved the one he was with. He was casual with a capital C.
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#78. So, we had a good time together?"
"We had a VERY good time together."
GOD. They'd fucked like bunnies, hadn't they?
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#79. You think you can fuck your way out of this one, Marcus?
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#80. You've shaped me into this woman I never wanted to be. There are bits of myself I don't even like.
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#81. She should be painted on a ceiling somewhere
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#82. He'd gone too far. He didn't usually talk to women so frankly. Not with them both fully clothed anyway.
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#83. Talk to me when your nuts are so blue they look like something you can hang on a Christmas tree.
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#84. Stay the night, don't stay the night. I'm not going to read anything into it, okay? If you want to hang out, then I'm around. Your call. I'm not going to boil your pet bunny or tell Facebook you have a small dick, I promise.
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#85. 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.
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#86. A woman could do a lot of crazy things for a pair of fine-looking dimples.
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