Contemporary Small Town Romance Quotes

#1. Then Ben's mouth descended again and her thoughts, as fickle as tiny fish, swam out of her head. Gentle brushes of his lips turned into more insistent strokes of his mouth. Sexually frustrated widow or not, there was little doubt the man could kiss her into a melted puddle of goo.

Tracey Alvarez

#2. Alex had a nice big cock and knew how to use it.

Mary J. Williams

#3. Did you call someone and tell them you're safe?"
"Called and told 'em I'm not dead. Not so sure about safe
yet.

Jamie Farrell

#4. She looks like a Disney princess, but is a total badass.

Mary J. Williams

#5. We'll have all night for slow and sweet," she said softly. "But right now, I really want that hard and fast you mentioned earlier.

Samantha Chase

#6. I'm good at a lot of things," he murmured.

Jill Shalvis

#7. Kezia could've guessed from the soapy scent wafting over her shoulder. Soap and something else. The XY factor that made some men smell so good you just wanted to lick the nearest inch of available skin.

Tracey Alvarez

#8. You're right. What Drew and I had was genuine. He loved me. That doesn't mean he didn't change his mind.

Mary J. Williams

#9. Only one condom," he reminded her. "We used the other a few hours ago. We'll have to get creative."
Thank God. He was good at creative. Really, really good.

Jill Shalvis

#10. How can it hurt so much to love someone?

Tracy March

#11. I'm scared as hell to fall for you." He loosened his embrace, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her tenderly. "But I'm more terrified to let you go.

Tracy March

#12. Lindsey imagined him looking like a model in his business clothes, shopping for toilet parts for her. Perfect. What girl wouldn't want a smokin' hot guy associating her with toilet parts?

Tracy March

#13. Stop talking," she said boldly as she closed the distance between them until they were touching. "We can walk to the bedroom or you can carry me but if you don't decide soon I may just go insane.

Samantha Chase

#14. How did the date go?"
"Bad. A text-a-holic...."
"Not the good kind of trouble."
"There's only one thing to say when this happens."
"What's that?"
"Next.

Melissa McClone

#15. It's hard raising parents.

Tracy Brogan

#16. Why is the TV on, and why aren't you on the way to naked?"...
"My head and the rest of me" - he drew her attention to his erection - "heard sex. No putting that genie back in the lamp...

Mary J. Williams

#17. For the record, you would've been my first one night stand.

Robin Bielman

#18. She didn't need a man. She wanted one.

Robin Bielman

#19. I'm in awe of you, Rowan Palotay," he said softly. "And plan to make love to you for the rest of the night, but right now, I want you to be a good cowgirl and ride me."
His finger hooked around the string of her panties, and he tugged them down and off. "The boots stay on.

Robin Bielman

#20. What if pretending is interfering with the person you're meant to be?" he said.

Robin Bielman

#21. Private fireworks are far superior to public fireworks.

Tracy Brogan

#22. They laughed.
They kissed.
They loved.

Samantha Chase

#23. You make me believe that things I'd given up on a possible.

Tracy March

#24. I think it's our obligation to play, Honor. It's just a game, so can I kiss you?

Robin Bielman

#25. Open your eyes." His voice caressed her as surely as his work-roughened hands did. "Open your eyes and come with me.

Jill Shalvis

#26. We've been given a second chance. How many people can say that?

Mary J. Williams

#27. She stared at him and nodded. "Yes, you're right."
He cocked his head as if he couldn't hear her. "What was that?"
"You're right." She gave him a little push and he had to laugh.
"I heard you the first time," he admitted. "I just like the way that sentence sounds on your tongue.

Jill Shalvis

#28. Matt?"
"Hmm?"
"Kiss me."
He leaned in and rested his forehead against hers. "Sweetheart, I thought you'd never ask.

Samantha Chase

#29. Be myself. If only I remembered what it was like to be myself. I'm a fucking waitress in a crappy bar in a small town in the middle of nowhere. I was going nowhere. I had nothing to give him beside myself and my heart and he denied me.

Stephanie Witter

#30. Jeez, you two," Savannah muttered.
"Shush. It's like free porn," Riley teased.

Samantha Chase

#31. Heaven's Bakery help them all.

Jamie Farrell

#32. He wanted nothing to do with her. He wanted everything to do with her.

Robin Bielman

#33. There was no substitute for a post-coital cuddle.

Mary J. Williams

#34. I am debating about you, totally stumped between boxers and briefs." She winked.
He shot her his sexiest look. "Let me know when you're ready for the big reveal.

Tracy March

#35. Ah, here's my SUV." He made sure her dress was tucked into the car before shutting her door. "I'll wait for you just down the road and then you can follow me home. Oh, and Jack? This is a one night only invitation. If you're not okay with that keep on driving.

Mary J. Williams

#36. He caught her elbow before she'd taken more than a few steps. "Are you walking home?"
"Yes."
"It's," he glanced at his watch, "nine o'clock."
She shrugged out of his hold and continued on her way. "The Boogeyman doesn't come out until ten, so I'm good.

Robin Bielman

#37. You want a wild ride, J.J.? I'll give it to you, hard and slow until you scream my name.

Joya Ryan

#38. She was fixated on replaying the image of a tall, broad, Highland warrior marching into battle against the evil waterfalls of doom to rescue a stuffed dinosaur.
He'd saved Cindy.
For Noah.
CJ Blue was making it very difficult for Natalie to continue to dislike him.

Jamie Farrell

#39. Twining his fingers through her ponytail, he cradled the back of her head, seducing her nearly senseless with a single kiss - on a mountainside covered in wildflowers, under the summer sun and an endless sky.

Tracy March

#40. I'd rather have sex than dessert.

Mary J. Williams

#41. Before she could ponder what on earth he meant or come up with a proper response, he took their charade a step further.

He kissed her.

J.M. Stewart

#42. One day, son, you're gonna find yourself your everything. When you do, you tell her. And then you make sure you live it. Live it every day.

Jamie Farrell

#43. Well, she was through. If he wanted her, he'd have to do something about it.

Mary J. Williams

#44. How devastating to find 'the one' and not be 'their one.

Mary J. Williams

#45. They hadn't been good months. About as ugly as a wet warthog and as messed up as a bumblebee in a snowstorm.

Jamie Farrell

#46. Do you have any idea how badly I want to pick you up and carry you into my bedroom and make love to you?

Samantha Chase

#47. One side of his lips quirked up in a sexy smirk. "Got a cure for
that frustration you got going on," he said.
"Got a cure for your ego?

Jamie Farrell

#48. Operation: Hansel & Gretel

Melissa McClone

#49. Hopefully we'll be doing this forever, but we'll only have one first time.

Tracy March

#50. He rocked her against him. "No idea what I'm going to do with you."
She didn't know what he was going to do with her either, but she hoped it was good.

Jill Shalvis

#51. You're like this frosting." She swiped another swirl of it on her finger, stood and leaned forward to touch it to his bottom lip. "Pretty, momentarily pleasurable, but with no real substance or sustenance.

Tracey Alvarez

#52. I made the first move. Now it's up to him."
"Telling him you should hit the sack and get it out of your system is not making the first move.

Mary J. Williams

#53. The cute little fish had big eyes and a rounded body with black polka dots and fins on either side of him that fluttered like hummingbird wings.
"He's staring at me."
"He knows a beautiful thing when he sees it.

Robin Bielman

#54. We don't have to tell secrets. We don't have to talk at all. We could just, you know, kiss . . . and stuff.

Tracy Brogan

#55. Give me a few minutes," he said, sounding tired but happy, "before I make good on my promises."
She circled his nipple with her finger. "That's a pretty short recovery time."
"You inspire me.

Robin Bielman

#56. Leaning in, he brushed his lips on Holly's cheek, and whispered in her ear, "You okay?"
She gave him a sidelong glance. "You might not promise adventure, but you sure do deliver.

Tracy March

#57. How old are you?"

"Old enough to know better, but still young enough to do it again.

J.M. Stewart

#58. He liked the way her smile infected him and infused a bit of heat into his cold bones - a warmth missing until he'd opened the door to her flower shop.

Lyz Kelley

#59. I've had pedicures before, and I've had milk shakes. Just never at the same time. And it's glorious.

Samantha Chase

#60. Damn, I really want to kiss you.

Tracy Brogan

#61. Right on time, sugar." Josh draped his arm around her shoulders and steered her through the lobby. "Traffic okay?"
"Yeah, except when that alien spaceship landed on I-90 and then all those crickets jumped out to perform Beethoven's Fifth on kazoos. Otherwise, clear sailing.

Jamie Farrell

#62. Josh squeezed her arm. "I'll behave," he murmured. "For now."
She's going to pickle your cucumbers."
"He has more than one?" Natalie whispered.
"That's between me and Kimmie," Josh replied.

Jamie Farrell

#63. I can taste sunshine and hope on his tongue. I want this kiss, this taste, to last forever.

Elisabeth Staab

#64. I prefer doing over watching.

Mary J. Williams

#65. He sauntered across the kitchen, six feet of male hotness and charm, heading in her direction like a drone missile locked on a target.

Melissa McClone

#66. You're gonna have to hold on tight, because this rodeo is just getting started.

Joya Ryan

#67. Mistletoe was her new favorite holiday decoration. She would have to hang some in the kitchen. All over the house. And keep the green stuff hanging until Easter. Or Thanksgiving.

Melissa McClone

#68. This Chocolate Orgasm is the best chocolate ice cream I've
ever had."
"Mikey helped with that one," Dahlia heard herself say.
Mari Belle laughed, a light, pretty sound. "I sense his
influence in the Hazel's Nuts.

Jamie Farrell

#69. It's nice to see you. Aimee calls you Bigfoot, by the way."
"Bigfoot?"
"Yeah, you know, like a mythical creature that people say they've seen in the wild but no one knows for sure if it's real. That's you ...

Tracy Brogan

#70. Her life was more like a series of tattered Post-it notes with hastily scribbled goals written in dull pencil. Some of them stuck. Lots of them didn't.

Tracy Brogan

#71. I've got a hot shower and an even hotter bed only ten minutes from here."
"Hotter bed?"
"It's got a heater in it."
She narrowed her eyes. "It does not."
"Hand to heaven," he said.
She narrowed her eyes. "Does this 'heater' run on electricity?"
"Nope.

Jill Shalvis

#72. Something tells me that Alex has some demons and I can tell you from experience that those suckers don't go down easy.

Mary J. Williams

#73. Reece?" she asked softly.
"Hmmm?"
"Kiss me."
And he did. There wasn't even a possibility of saying no.

Samantha Chase

#74. I don't want to go home yet." He twisted at the waist and patted the seat behind him. "Take a walk on the wild side with me.

J.M. Stewart

#75. If my mom sees you here, she'll ---"
"Paper the walls with my innards while the innocents watch?

Jamie Farrell

#76. What, was there something special in your ice cream?" he said like an ass.
"Estrogen," she said. "You might notice some swelling in your boobs and shrinkage in your package for a few days.

Jamie Farrell

#77. I'm going to find ways to make you blush, just so I can enjoy the journey.

Mary J. Williams

#78. I could use a shower myself." He pulled her close and kissed her, tucking his hand beneath the sheet and smoothing it down the satiny curve of her hip. "We'd get to breakfast a lot quicker if we took one together.

Tracy March

#79. A hot man like that was made for more than friendship.

Sara Humphreys

#80. But he knew how to kiss a woman until she needed his kisses more than she needed to breathe. Until her bones melted. Until she gave him exactly what he wanted.

Jamie Farrell

#81. Surround yourself with things that make you smile."
He reached up and caressed her cheek. "You make me smile

Samantha Chase

#82. There are no bears on the island."
"Really, are you sure because I was hiking with my Dad and I'm sure I saw one? Either that or it was a humongous man-eating badger, with fangs. It might have been frothing at the mouth."
"Man-eating, huh? No problem then. I'm a girl.

Tracy Brogan

#83. Do you want to have to tell the doctor at the emergency room that the reason your wound opened up was because you couldn't keep your you know what in your pants." "First of all, I don't think I'd have to say you know what in front of the doctor.

Mary J. Williams

#84. Get back to work."
"Fine way to talk to your wife."
"If you were my wife, I would've slapped your ass too."
She stared at him a beat too long. She did love the feel of his hands on her ass.

Jamie Farrell

#85. Too bad he was officially the enemy.

Tracy Brogan

#86. You're doing this for Kimmie for free."
"I'd do anything for Kimmie."
"Including bury a body?"
"Especially bury a body.

Jamie Farrell

#87. I want you to stay here ...with me."
"All night?"
"All night."
Drew cupped her face with his hands giving her a gentle kiss. "In my arms.

Mary J. Williams

#88. You stay married thirty-four years, you don't have to prove who's got the bigger balls. Just take it for granted she does.

Jamie Farrell

#89. More. Give me more.
I don't know if you're ready for this. He's shirtless.
You're killing me. Is he built?
Like a Greek god.
Nooooo.....so unfair. I don't have any hot neighbors, just acres and acres of corn fields.

Sue Barr

#90. She picked up a taco, took a big bite, and moaned as it made its way down to her stomach. "I want to marry this taco."
"Lucky taco."
Honor stilled. That voice. That one-of-a-kind masculine scent. Bryce stood right behind her.

Robin Bielman

#91. He held his hand out, palm up, watching her with soft, penetrating eyes, deep, dark eyes that called to her the longer she stared at them. "How 'bout you give me the benefit of the doubt every once in a while, hmm? I'd like a chance to prove I'm not that stupid kid anymore.

J.M. Stewart

#92. I must say, cowboy, I'm impressed. I was worried you could only handle eight seconds at a time.

Joya Ryan

#93. On my honor, I ain't ever tasting another woman's sexual
favors. Even if the bakery offers 'em up in a cupcake wrapper and
calls 'em whipped dreams.

Jamie Farrell

#94. Two old women described as "Charmed meets The Golden Girls with a little Bewitched thrown in for fun" were bound to have something curious to contribute.

Tracy March

#95. He lay between her legs, propped himself on his elbows, and gazed at the sunset in her eyes. "I want to remember this moment," he said huskily.

Tracy March

#96. She wanted him to leave town with a smile on his face. She wanted to be memorable.

Mary J. Williams

#97. Where? Where do you want me to kiss you, Lilah?"
She shivered at the thought of where she wanted his mouth, but he pulled free to look at her, waiting for her answer. "Everywhere," she managed.

Jill Shalvis

#98. He held a beautiful bouquet of mixed wildflowers and offered them to her. "They missed you." He brushed a kiss on her lips. "Just like me.

Tracy March

#99. Life had a way of shifting under her feet like quicksand and she had learned to just make the best of it. Like Gigi always said, 'when God closes a door, he shoves you out the window.

Tracy Brogan

#100. ROSE FELT LIKE she had a neon sign flashing over her head - looking for a one night stand, only sex gods need apply.

Mary J. Williams