Romantic Suspense Quotes - Page 3

I'm a patient man, but I'm not going to wait endlessly."t"But...," She stammered.t"But what?"t"It's so fast."tHe growled. "When I went slow, you wanted fast. Now I'm going fast, you want slow. Luanne Mayfair, are you trying to drive me crazy on purpose, or is it just a lucky side benefit as far as you're concerned?

She was hot, he was a man; not being attracted would have been impossible. That gleaming dark hair tempted a man to find out what it would look like released from its tight bun. She had toned, endless legs. Her li8ps were distracting, especially that teasing mole in the corner. She could give a dead monk a boner.

You’ve been drinking. Let’s go before I become the asshole prick you think I am.

He kissed her dizzy, then lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waisst as he kissed his way down her neck.t"Make love to me," she whispered. "Like I'm a full-grown woman."tHe pulled back to look at her. "As opposed to...?

There’s no other way to look at you. You’re the definition of beauty.

Bing tightened his fingers around hers...."I know what I want."tShe raised an eyebrow. "What is that?"t"Only you." And as he said the words, he felt a tremendous weight lifting from his chest. "It's always been only you..."t"All right." She narrowed her eyes. "But if you break my heart, I'm going to have Peaches have words with you."t"That's threatening a police officer. Technically.""What are you going to do?" She flashed him a teasing smile. "Arrest me?"tHe bent his head to hers, all the way to her ear. "Stick with me and there might just be some handcuffs in your future," he whispered.tShe laughed out loud. "I'll take that as an incentive to speedily recover.

Fuck,” he murmured, his gaze tracking over her exposed chest and torso. “I was going to say this is going too fast.”t“You sure about that?” she murmured. t“I don’t want to take advantage,” he continued, his voice strained as he sat up, staring down at her as if he didn’t know where to start.tReaching behind her back, she unsnapped her black bra and let it slide down her arms as she sat half up. “Then let me take advantage of you.

He glanced around, his eyes widening a little when he looked toward her bedroom.tShe winced, but resisted the urge to jump and close the door. He was staring at the poster above her bed, an image of Annie Oakley with the quote "I ain't afraid to love a man. I ain't afraid to shoot him either.

He stepped closer with an intense, thoughtful look on his face. "We shouldn't do this."tHer heart gave a hard thud.t"You probably can't kiss." Another step closer. "What does the doctor say?"t"We never kissed," she deadpanned. "Dr. Pratt and I are not interested in each other that way."tThe sound of his deep laughter broke the tension between them. He moved a little closer still.t"Dr. Pratt says intimacy is all right, unless the other person is sick." She couldn't believe she just said that. Why not put a neon sign on her forehead? DESPERATE FOR SEX.t"This isn't going to work." He leaned his forehead against hers, the skin-to-skin contact jolting. "This isn't the right time for either of us." His hands slid up her arms. "I shouldn't kiss you," he said.tAnd then he did.tHoly heaven.

Okay," she said, breathless. "But just be quick about it. Please."tHe looked up from her breasts to her face. "Stamina is usually considered a good thing in a man."tShe tried to catch her breath. "It's... uncomfortable. I'm not good at this," she confessed. "I don't like to drag things out.:tHis eyebrows slid up a fraction, his voice deepening to a silky smoothness. "Is that so?" And then ever so slowly, ever so carefully, he licked a lazy circle around her nipple.tA small moan escaped her throat, taking her by surprise and embarrassing her.tHis lips twitched. Then he licked the nipple itself.tShe moaned again, started by the pleasure.tThen he took her nipple into his mouth, sucked hard suddenly, and she felt moisture gather between her legs. When he moved to the other nipple while rubbing the first between his thumb and index fingers, she reached down to run her hands over his back and wide shoulders, over his hot, smooth skin, wanting to touch him as much as wanting to hold him in place.tHe looked up. "For someone who's not good at this, you're amazingly responsive.

It's all messed up," she said.t"What is?" he asked quietly from behind her.t"Us."t"We're doing okay."t"I didn't set out to trap you or anything." Keith had accused her of that a hundred times.t"I don't feel trapped."t"Why?"t"I'm a simple guy. I have a beautiful woman in my arms. What's there to complain about?"t"I'm hardly beautiful. I look like an eggplant."t"Purple is my favorite color."t"There's a really annoying dinosaur you might want to watch with Justin over breakfast." But she smiled into the darkness.

Confused, she pressed a fist to her mouth to stifle her sobs as her tears came harder.tThe door opened and Lucas stood there, bare-chested, a pair of jeans riding low on his lean hips. "Nora? Ah, hell. I hurt you, didn't I?"tHe moved into the room and pulled her into his arms, hugging her to his chest. She wanted to fight it, avoid her feelings, but she melted into him, absorbing his warm strength.t"I'm sorry, baby," he murmured.tShe shook her head. "you didn't hurt me."tSome of the tension left his muscles. "Well, not to worry, you only hurt me a little, but I'm taking it like a man.

Jennifer Lowery

She slid her hands up the front of Sawyer's shirt, shoving at it, wanting to see and feel all of him. Every muscular inch he was trying to hide under his clothes. She felt almost crazed with the need.tWhen he pulled his head back, breathing hard, he stared down at her. "How much have you had to drink?"t"Not enough to regret this.

I'm adaptable. A nomad, my mom always says."tZoe raised an eyebrow.t"Your mom?"t"Well I wasn't spawned.

Dark brown nipples and perfect, pert breasts just a little more than a handful. Her abdomen was flat and toned, as if she worked out or ran. "You are built for sin," he murmured, looking up at her as he spoke.

He sucked in a breath, his head snapping back from hers. Groaning as he filled her, she arched her back against him, her nipples stroking his chest with the movement. They weren't going to make it to the living room. "Wall or floor?" he managed.

Nora sobered and turned back to the windows, her breath fogging the glass. "We may as well lay some ground rules if we're going to be stuck here for a few days."t"Okay."t"You can keep the bed, I prefer the sofa. I don't cook. I'm not a maid, so pick up after yourself. You can eat whatever you can find in the kitchen, but I'll warn you, I don't keep much. I prefer my privacy, so you'll have to occupy yourself. Any questions?t"Only one."tShe turned to face him.t"What are you hiding from?

Jennifer Lowery

He glanced again at her tightly drawn face as he parked and understood, with sudden, startling clarity, that if they failed to find Tanya alive, then Bella, too, would be lost.

Nine people had died today. And it didn't matter what the FBI had thought of her actions. Her career as a negotiator had ended before it had even begun.

Elizabeth Heiter

The instant Isabella Cortez left the safety of the FBI building, goose bumps skittered across her skin and her senses went on high alert.

Elizabeth Heiter

A dangerous glint came into his eyes. "Gabi, if I ever show up in your bedroom in the middle of the nigh, believe me, it won't be to give you a morality lesson."tShe felt the promise of that through her body down to her toes. But she said, "If anyone showed up in my bedroom in the middle of the night, I'm likely to shoot them."tHe laughed as he shook his head at her. "Of course, you would.

I don’t do gentle, Mara,” he felt compelled to warn even as he worked his way down from her lips, over her chin, to the tender spot where her neck met her shoulder. He scraped his teeth over the frantic beat of her pulse and reveled in the delicate shudder that shook her body. “So if that’s how you think this is going to go, back out now.

He also had deep brown eyes, light brown skin and an infectious grin, even in the middle of a grueling SWAT workout. In short, exactly her type. If only he wasn't a teammate, making him off-limits. And if only she didn't have baggage from her past that weighed more than he did.

Elizabeth Heiter

Bra already forgotten, he was working on her pants, and he kissed every inch he bared, from her waist to her knees, then to her ankles, then her toes, one by one. he laid a path of kisses down on leg, then up the other, then he placed a long, lingering kiss at her center, through her panties, She was already wet for him.tNot that he hurried. All the impatience he'd shown earlier seemed to have evaporated. Doris could have crocheted a pair of panties in the amount of time it took Hunter to remove Gabi's.tShe squirmed under him. "I thought they teach speed in the military."t"When warranted. There are times that call for careful deliberation."t"You're going to deliberate me to death," she warned, just as he finally parted her hot flesh, a move that immediately silenced her.tBut he didn't touch her further. He blew on her clit.tShe nearly jackkifed off the couch. He pushed her knees up until her heels touched her butt, then he pushed her knees out until she was spread wide open just inches from his face.tAnd then he just looked.tGood grief. What was there to look at?t"Touch me!" she snapped when she couldn't stand the suspense any longer. "Touch me, you torturous bastard. That's an order."tHe laughed deeply and heartily. "And what are you going to do if I don't?"t"I'll arrest you."t"I think that's what they call an abuse of power." His eyes glinted darkly. "But the idea of handcuffs does have considerable merit.

Christ, she was like his own personal drug, and he’d been jonesing for more of her since November. And now that he’d had her again, he didn’t know if he’d ever be able to quit her. Yeah. He was in trouble.

Don't."tThat one word made him freeze. "Don't what?"t"Touch me right now." Her voice cracked on the last word before she swallowed hard again. "If you do, I'll invite you to join me in bed and I don't think that's the smartest thing right now."t"What not?" he asked bluntly. Because getting naked with her sounded like a damn fine idea.

Men like him, the kind of guys who left the womb fighting? They didn’t get fairy-tale endings. They burned bright until they burned out—and he was burning out.

Ten books in and the Red Stone Security series is still going strong because of you, my wonderful readers. Thank you.

Honey, before I became the man who was to marry Olivia Hamilton, I was capable of taking care of myself. I can take care of you, too, for that matter. If you should ever decide to trust me." With that he turned the key. The old pickup's engine rumbled to life and he backed out kicking up fresh gravel.Livie bristled. She knew he thought her an overindulged debutante, but there was more to her than just being Buckmaster Hamilton's daughter and damned if she wasn't going to prove it to him. If he gave her the chance.

She shifted, bringing them closer. The blanket slipped down to her waist, revealing a blue tee shirt that shouldn't have been sexy, but fit her curves like a second skin and molded her perfect breasts. Their breath mingled. The air charged around them. Their gazes met and locked.tThen Lucas sealed his fate and dropped his gaze to her parted lips.t"I don't want to be alone tonight," she whispered.

Jennifer Lowery

Have you found your Christmas spirit yet? he asked as they drove by Broslin Square.tThe decorations were out of control. "This place would make Liberace feel underdressed.

Are you trying to tell me you were a virgin before me?" she asked teasingly...tHe snorted at the question. "I just wanted to give you fair warning that I'm going to fuck up. Probably a lot."tShe shrugged, seemingly unfazed. "Me too. That's what relationships are about. We'll argue, then have incredible make-up sex. And as long as you always concede that I'm right after an argument, we'll be fine.

She was different from any other women he'd been with. Something he'd known from the moment he'd met her and she'd made a smart-ass comment about him looking like GI Joe on vacation.

If you were truly 'here for me,' you would have a Kahlua in one hand and Henry Cavill's number in the other. Since I'm not having drunken phone sex with Superman, there must be another reason you're darkening my living room.

Travis Sanchez rubbed a hand over his head as he stepped into an elevator at the Red Stone Security building. His Mohawk was gone and he wore his hair in a buzz cut these days. It was probably his military background, but he always came back to this cut out of habit. The walk to Harrison's office was too short. He wasn't sure why his boss had called him in after his last security detail, but a small burst of panic had detonated in his gut. He loved this job, but there had been some issues with the CEO he'd recently been guarding not following Travis' orders. The asshole had almost gotten himself killed and now Travis wondered if his head was on the chopping block because of it.

So how many tattoos do you have exactly?" she asked as Travis met her at the front of her car. It was a question she'd been dying to ask but she couldn't believe she'd just blurted it out all of a sudden. What was it about this man that made her so nervous that she spoke before she thought? tHe'd been blowing on the top of the travel mug that she'd let him use, but he stopped and faced her, his eyes darkening. "I'll let you find out on your own." There was a sensual note in his voice that she felt all the way to her toes.

Her lips curved up then, as if she liked his answer. “Are you working tomorrow?”Dax nodded. “Yeah. Training stuff.” He was running weapons-training exercises with three of his guys and a small team of DEA agents. They liked to do joint operations, especially in Miami, where there was a smorgasbord of government agencies. But he couldn’t tell her that.“When do you get off?”The way she said “get off” brought up all sorts of images. Hannah must have read his expression, because she shook her head. “Pervert,” she muttered.He grinned, liking the camaraderie between them, as if part of that wall she’d erected had been knocked down.

It's all interrelated, these destructive things I do. I latch on to people, like I'm collecting them. I'm always looking for a hero, you know?

Simon leveled the gun at Will again. 'Now,' he said casually, 'someone's gonna die here in the next minute.'On the other side of the two-way mirror, Sammy took aim.'That's exactly right,' she whispered.

Sometimes you have to go 'yippee-ki-yay' on a person who deserves it.

Tempting as your offer is, I won’t go home with you. I can’t sleep with you, Justin. You say it doesn’t have to be that way, but you and I both know that’s the way it would be. You’re a risk I can’t afford to take.

I don’t want forever. I never did… I just want right now.

Fallon, you’re my Achilles Heel. I want to fuck you senseless, until you feel me imprinted on you even when I’m not inside you. But that’s all I want—all I can allow myself.

She'd taken one look at him the first time they'd met and it was like her body had just erupted into a ball of heat and hunger.

If Shane had avoided her for years because of a kiss, he might leave the country over a blow and hand job.

He was so damn sexy, with beautiful bronzed skin that showed off his Mediterranean heritage.

When Dax turned to her, those blue eyes that reminded her of the Aegean Sea pinning her, all thought process left her mind.

Oh yeah, she wanted to be this man's prey in every way. She'd felt his brand of dominance and wanted more of it.

Sometimes you have to go ‘yippee-ki-yay’ on a person who deserves it.

If you were truly ‘here for me,’ you would have a Kahlua in one hand and Henry Cavill’s number in the other. Since I’m not having drunken phone sex with Superman, there must be another reason you’re darkening my living room.

From the safety of his BMW with tinted windows, he watched Hannah Young pull out of her parking space, seemingly in a hurry to leave work. He'd hoped to catch her alone, but the garage was too busy right now. He wasn't out of place at all, but he couldn't have made a move against her without someone noticing. And following her from the hospital wasn't an option. Traffic in Miami was too thick this time of day.tSomething told him she'd notice if he tailed her. Hannah was far too smart for her own good. She'd seen something she shouldn't have, and unfortunately he needed to eliminate her.tIt wasn't something he relished doing, but it came down to his life or hers.

She nodded and somehow found her voice. You're going too slow," she whispered.A wicked smile spread across his face that she felt all the way to her toes. It softened his normally harsh expression, making him look years younger. That look should be illegal.

He kissed her like he owned her, and in that moment, he did. The kiss was rough and punishing, his tongue forcing her lips open and sweeping into her mouth with greedy precision. Electricity raced up Bailey's spine, red-hot and powerful, as powerful as the deep strokes of Sean's tongue and his tight grip on her waist."You want me," he muttered into her lips...

She didn't want to talk with Levi. And wasn't that the problem. She wanted to do things that didn't involve any talking. Well, maybe it did if you counted dirty talk.

He could find out if Tasev was guilty, then make him wish he'd never been born. A quick death for Tasev would be too easy.No way in hell would that happen. The man would suffer for a long time before he took his last breath. That part of Levi had changed and he knew it. He'd never relished death or suffering before. Then he'd lost everything that mattered.

You're sleeping here?" He'd originally planned to just cuff her to him but now she'd proved the cuffs were useless and she didn't seem to be going anywhere."Well, I'm not sleeping on the floor. Unless you're worried about me killing you in your sleep?

Well?" he prompted, toying with the elastic of her leggings. "What should we do with these pants, Bailey?"One teasing stroke of his fingers over her belly, and a breath shuddered out of her lungs."Take them off," she choked out.

I'll make you a deal. You can come with me to the meeting - if we can work out an agreeable plan - but you don't kill him until I get what I want. I have less than a week. Can you live with that time line?

He couldn't tell if she was checking him out with sexual interest or sizing him up. Did she know who he was? Truly was...Or maybe she just wanted to get to know him. Hell if he knew. It'd been too long since he'd paid attention to a woman and he hated that he couldn't tell if that was feminine interest in her gaze.And now, after two years, his cock decided to wake up.Fuck.

And . . . I owe you.” Selene didn’t explain because she knew he’d think she was referring to when Meghan saved her life. That was fine with her. Telling him exactly how she owed him would strip her open too bare and she wasn’t willing to let anyone see that vulnerable side of her.“Telling the truth again.” He frowned now, true confusion in his gaze. Whether from her words or the fact that she was letting him in on this op. “You plan to try to bring me in after the op?”“No.” That was actually the truth. Wesley, however, was a different story. But she refused to let her mind go there, knowing Levi would pick up on it.Levi started to respond when a burst of gunfire from the pool area made them both turn at the noise. Selene automatically moved off the bench, crouching down behind it and to her surprise Levi moved in front of her, blocking her even though they were too far away to be in any danger from what she could hear.“This is what happens when you get a bunch of criminals under the same roof,” he muttered.She snorted in agreement. “I’m leaving using the beach. You’re free to join me.” There hadn’t been any more gunfire so likely the guards had the situation under control but she wasn’t heading back up there. She’d already had her meeting so she had no reason to return.Now he snorted as he turned to face her, still crouching low. He slid his long, callused hands down her bare arms. This time she couldn’t hide the shiver. “Oh, I’m joining you,” he murmured, a seductive note in his voice.But the timing was all wrong. For once she wished she understood the opposite sex more. What was he doing? She’d already told him he could come on the op with her. Her nipples tightened and her body hummed with a strange anticipation as he lightly held her wrists in both hands, his thumbs rubbing her inner wrist in small circles. She started to pull back and he let go of one of her wrists. As she pushed out a sigh of relief, the feel of cold steel skimmed her skin just as the soft snick of handcuffs clicked into place.

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