Romantic Suspense Quotes - Page 4

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.

Bailey went quiet, her expression softening. "You're right," she finally said. "It wouldn't have been smart.""Well, fuck me -- are you actually admitting that I was right about something?""It's like an eclipse," she muttered. "Happens every so often.

You can talk to me, you know. I'd never give away your secrets.""What's that saying about secrets?" she said lightly. "Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead.

You know, you'd do a better job of convincing the men if you dipped your wick in a pussy or two."Cillian's low voice made him tense. The man stood next to Sean's barstool, watching the sexual festivities in boredom."I have a girlfriend," he mumbled."I'm sure she won't mind."Sean glanced at the naked women littering the room, picturing the look on Bailey's face if he admitted to "dipping his wick" in a prostie. "She'd rip my balls off," he said dryly.

Are you going to put some clothes on?" she blurted out."No. Are you going to take yours off?""No.""Right. Of course not.

That grip tightened again but this time he started rubbing his first two fingers against her neck in a soft little rhythm. The action was almost erotic. Or maybe that was just the effect he was having on her. She could feel his gentle stroking all the way to the pulsing point between her legs. Maybe she had mental issues that this man was turning her on.He leaned closer, skimming his mouth against her jawline and she froze. Just completely, utterly froze. “Are you meeting Tasev?” he whispered.She’d told herself to be prepared for this question, to keep her reaction under wraps, but he came to his own conclusion if his savage curse was anything to go by. Damn it, Wesley was going to be pissed at her, but Levi had been right. She had operational latitude right now and she needed to keep Levi close. They needed to know what he knew and what he was planning. Trying to shut him out now, when he was at the party specifically to meet the German, would be stupid. Levi had stayed off their radar for two years because he was good. Of course Wesley hadn’t exactly sent out a worldwide manhunt for him either. About a year ago he’d decided to more or less let him go.Now . . . “I met with the German earlier tonight. He squeezed me in before some of his other meetings.”Levi snorted, his gaze dipping to her lips once more, that hungry look in place again. It was so raw and in her face it was hard to ignore that kind of desire and what it was doing to her. “I can understand why.”Even though Levi didn’t ask she decided to use the latitude she had and bring him in on this. They had similar goals. She needed to bring Tasev down and rescue a very important scientist—if he was even the man who’d sent out an emergency message to Meghan/Wesley—but that didn’t mean she couldn’t let Levi have Tasev once she’d gotten what she needed. “I’m meeting with Tasev tomorrow night.”At her words every muscle in Levi’s lean, fit body stilled.Before he could respond, she continued, “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?” She was allowed to bring one person with her to the meeting so it would be Levi—if he could be a professional and if Wesley went for it. And of course, if Tasev did. They had a lot to discuss before she was on board one hundred percent, but bringing along a seasoned agent—former agent—like Levi could be beneficial.Levi watched her carefully again, his gaze roaming over her face, as if he was trying to see into her mind. “You’re not lying. Why are you doing this?”“Because if I try to shut you out you’ll cause me more problems than I want to deal with. And I don’t want to kill you.”Those dark eyes narrowed a fraction with just a hint of amusement—as if he knew she couldn’t take him on physically. “And?

I lost one woman I loved. I'm not losing another.

I was thinking... that this isn't casual for me.

For the first time in a long time he decided to trust that the woman next to him, who smelled like peaches and cream and made him think of nothing but sex, wasn't going to kill him in his sleep.

Is he always like this?" she said irritably. "Flying by the seat of his pants?""Pretty much, yeah." Oliver grinned. "He's not a planner. But he happens to be the best improviser I've ever known.

Levi watched her carefully again, his gaze roaming over her face, as if he was trying to see into her mind. "You're not lying. Why are you doing this?""Because if I try to shut you out you'll cause me more problems than I want to deal with. And I don't want to kill you.

Stop. Talking."Her whisper was muffled against his lips, and his answering chuckle was muffled by hers."What would you have me do instead?""For starters? Put your mouth to better use.

Walk with me to the beach. We need privacy," he said quietly, his voice a seductive whisper against her ear.

I don't want forever. I never did... I just want right now.

When I'm feeling this way, there're only two activities that calm me down." He shrugged. "Fighting's one of them.""What's the other?" she asked, then cursed herself for opening her stupid mouth.Because his green eyes were gleaming now, smoldering with sin. "What do you think, luv?"Several seconds ticked by as their gazes held."It's fucking," he drawled. "Pure, hard-core fucking.

If you wanted a peek at my dick I would have sent pictures," Levi growled.

You strip away every ounce of civility in me, Selene” - Levi

God, you don't have a romantic bone in your body, Sean."He flashed a cocky grin. "Maybe not, but there's definitely one in my pants.

She wanted to know what it was like to be completely possessed by this man. Instead of scaring her, the thought sent the most erotic thrill racing through her. If she was stupid enough to sleep with him, she knew that things between them would end badly, but she wanted Levi in a way that defied logic, and probably her sanity, and she wanted everything he had to offer. Even if she got burned in the end.

You’re going to do great,” Lizzy said as they reached the mini Tiki bar. The air was cool in the high fifties and the scent of various meats on the grill filled the air. Even though they’d had the party catered, apparently Grant had insisted on grilling some things himself. “I wouldn’t have recommended you apply for it otherwise.”Athena ducked behind the bar and grinned at the array of bottles and other garnishes. She’d been friends with Lizzy the past couple months and knew her friend’s tastes by now. As she started mixing up their drinks she said, “If I fail, hopefully they won’t blame you.”Lizzy just snorted but eyed the drink mix curiously. “Purple?”“Just wait. You’ll like it.” She rolled the rims of the martini glasses in sugar as she spoke.“Where’d you learn to do this?”“I bartended a little in college and there were a few occasions on the job where I had to assist because staff called out sick for an event.” There’d been a huge festival in Madrid she’d helped out with a year ago where three of the staff had gotten food poisoning, so in addition to everything else she’d been in charge of, she’d had to help with drinks on and off. That had been such a chaotic, ridiculous job.“At least you’ll have something to fall back on if you do fail,” Lizzy teased.“I seriously hope not.” She set the two glasses on the bar and strained the purple concoction into them. With the twinkle lights strung up around the lanai and the ones glittering in the pool, the sugar seemed to sparkle around the rim. “This is called a wildcat.”“You have to make me one of those too!” The unfamiliar female voice made Athena look up.Her eyes widened as her gaze locked with Quinn freaking Brody, the too-sexy-man with an aversion to virgins. He was with the tall woman who’d just asked Athena to make a drink. But she had eyes only for Quinn. Her heart about jumped out of her chest. What was he doing here of all places? At least he looked just as surprised to see her.She ignored him because she knew if she stared into those dark eyes she’d lose the ability to speak and then she’d inevitably embarrass herself.The tall, built-like-a-goddess woman with pale blonde hair he was with smiled widely at Athena. “Only if you don’t mind,” she continued, nodding at the drinks. “They look so good.”“Ah, you can have this one. I made an extra for the lush here.” She tilted her head at Lizzy with a half-smile. Athena had planned to drink the second one herself but didn’t trust her hands not to shake if she made another. She couldn’t believe Quinn was standing right in front of her, looking all casual and annoyingly sexy in dark jeans and a long-sleeved sweater shoved up to his elbows. Why did his forearms have to look so good?“Ha, ha.” Lizzy snagged her drink as Athena stepped out from behind the bar. “Athena, this is Quinn Brody and Dominique Castle. They both work for Red Stone but Dominique is almost as new as you.”Forcing a smile on her face, Athena nodded politely at both of them—and tried to ignore the way Quinn was staring at her. She’d had no freaking idea he worked for Red Stone. He looked a bit like a hungry wolf. Just like on their last date—two months ago. When he’d decided she was too much trouble, being a virgin and all. Jackass. “It’s so nice to meet you both.” She did a mental fist pump when her voice sounded normal. “I promised Belle I’d help out inside but I hope to see you both around tonight.” Liar, liar.“Me too. Thanks again for the drink,” Dominique said cheerfully while Lizzy just gave Athena a strange look.Athena wasn’t sure what Quinn’s expression was because she’d decided to do the mature thing—and studiously ignore him.

Cuba changed you. I changed you. And you are changing me.

She raised an eyebrow. "You're very sure of yourself."t"When I want something, I go for it and I don't let anything stand in my way." He was silent for a moment as they stared at each other. She knew he was talking about more than the deal and damn her traitorous body, her nipples tightened at the thought of being on the receiving end of his pursuing nature.

Danny quickly changed the topic and all talk of Heather and Graham was well and truly forgotten with marriage banished from the minds of most, but not all of the party.

When you meet The One you'll know it. She'll latch onto your soul like a god with a bone and won't let go. No matter what either of you say or do, it won't change the fact that you're destined to be together.

It's going to be okay," she said.The woman slowly nodded, then started crying. Khaki pulled the woman against her numb shoulder, keeping an eye out as the sounds of sirens approached from a distance. About time.As the sirens got louder, Khaki wondered again why she wasn't in more pain. And why the hell had it taken backup so long to get here?

Putting a woman on the team would be a nightmare, you know that," he said as he started the engine and put the SUV in gear. "We're werewolves. How the hell do you think we're going to be able to hide that from her and do our job at the same time? And don't even get me started on the whole pheromone thing."They might be men first, and wolves second, but if there was one thing that could bring the whole Pack to its knees, it was the scent of a woman."We won't have to hide what we are if the female cop I bring in is a werewolf," Gage said.

This was definitely unchartered territory. Iris wasn't like other women. She was tough, sexy but didn't flaunt it, and she sure as hell didn't give a shit about his money. If anything it seemed to bother her. And now she was busy working as a bodyguard for him.

He shrugged those broad shoulders, drawing her gaze to them. She couldn't help but undress him with her eyes, remembering every hot inch of his naked body. Unfortunately he knew what she was doing.t"All you have to do is ask and I'll take my clothes off.

Iris arched her back, pushing her breast farther into Wyatt's hungry mouth. Water from the giant marble-tiled hotel shower rushed down over them, the sound of it hitting the glass door seeming loud in the enclosure. He lightly pressed down with his teeth and tugged her nipple, sending a pulsing sweep of need through her. The man was too talented with his tongue.

You want to come in?" she asked softly.He leveled his gaze at her. "You know what's likely going to happen if I go in there, right?"She didn't blink. "Yeah. That's why I'm asking.

Wyatt Christiansen is the client."tIris tensed at his words. Hearing Wyatt's name from her boss completely threw her off balance. If Wyatt wanted to hire Red Stone that meant he needed extra security. She hated the thought of him in danger.tWithout giving her a chance to respond, Harrison barreled on. "I don't like the idea of you guarding him, especially since I found out you two are fucking married. It goes against protocol, but...my father owes him a favor and he's apparently collecting.

...With a little help from him, she finally had his belt unbuckled and the buttons of his 501s undone.A moment later she learned two important facts about Xander. For one thing, he didn't wear underwear. And for another, he had an absolutely perfect cock.

...All they were interested in was where she planned to get her tattoo."You're just going to have to use your imagination," she told them.Cooper snorted. "Becker is screwed then. He doesn't have any imagination.

You said that if..." He trailed off, his expression hesitant and oddly defiant. "You said if I kissed you again without your permission, you'd slit my throat. Is that still the case?"tSurprise jolted through her, but somehow she managed to keep her voice steady. "Yes. It is."tHe traced the line of her jaw with his fingertips. His touch was so gentle it ignited a spark of fear.t"Then I guess I'll ask permission." He paused. "Can I kiss you?"...t"No." she burst out, shoving his hand away. "You can't.

So, whose man parts are you setting on fire?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow....t"No one. I was just telling Belle about how I need to lose my virginity."tAaaaand, that did it. He froze, his arm dropping from Belle's shoulders as he took a not very subtle step toward the entryway. "I need to get the door."tShe picked up her tulip-shaped glass, fighting a grin. "I didn't hear the doorbell.

Looking at Athena now, he couldn't believe he'd been dumb enough to walk away from her. When he'd realized how innocent she was it had freaked him out, to put it mildly. Had made him feel guilty for the dirty things he'd said to her, wanted to do to her. With her ---

He nipped her bottom lip teasingly, his breath warm against her face, his spicy scent a total aphrodisiac. As he kissed a hot path along her jawline, she raked her fingers down his back. Whatever he had in mind, she was game.

How old are you exactly?"tThe corner of his mouth curved up, the grin so ridiculously sexy it made butterflies take flight in her stomach. "Thirty-two."t"Hmm, eight year difference. Not exactly robbing the cradle, but I think I might have to rethink this whole thing between us." She kept her voice light, teasing.tHe snorted and pinched her butt, making her yelp. "Think all you want, I'm not going anywhere.

Oh my God, you're such a guy!"t"I'm glad you noticed." The glint in his dark eyes was purely wicked.

Wyatt pushed out a rough breath. "You're going to make this no-sex thing impossible, aren't you?"tShe grinned and snagged another bite for herself. "Not any more than you're going to make it for me.

If you're courting me, you have to tell me something about yourself that no one else knows."tHe was silent for a moment. "I'd rather jerk-off to thoughts of you than be with anyone else.

Alyssa couldn’t tear her gaze from him as the firelight played over the hard edges of him. Once he’d been the poster boy for clean-cut military, now he’d gone all tatted up sexy danger.

Jennifer Apodaca

That’s why we’re not doing it again. That kind of lust gets out of control and you’ll end up scorched.” Lying to yourself now? It wasn’t just Lyssie that would get singed. There was something about this woman that was slipping beneath his skin and stirring the embers of a part of him he’d thought long dead. He shoved that away and firmed his voice. “I’m going to be your friend and protector.

Jennifer Apodaca

Her grandmother used to say there were men the devil put on earth to test good women. Clara was tempted to ask the guy whether he'd just zip-lined in from hell.t"Go away," she said instead.tHis smile was worth a thousand words, most of them dirty. His voice dipped. "How can I, when your eyes begged me to come over?

He tsked. "No tits, no manners." He shook his head. "You should try to have at least one or the other. A pair of great tits covers a multitude of sins.

She wasn't entirely sure if she was being rescued or kidnapped.

Something dropped on her shoulder, but even as she screamed, her heart stopping midbeat, the next oncoming branch swept the tarantula away.tAww! Ick!tShe manically brushed her shoulder with her free hand, every inch of her covered in goose bumps.t"When running from people who're trying to kill you," Walker advised as he kept dragging her, "it's better to stay quiet. Generally speaking.

She was a drug and he was an addict, hooked on her from the second he'd met her.

So," Cooper said conversationally. "You got hit with a shotgun blast. What's that like?"...She turned back to Cooper. "Well...um...it hurt. Like really big bee stings on crack.

That was when reality kicked back in and reminded Xander that the woman he'd just spent the past fifteen minutes mentally undressing was going to be in his squad, and that he was going to be her supervisor.He was in so much trouble.There was no way he could be her boss. It wouldn't be fair to her or his team, and it sure as hell wasn't something he could handle. He'd end up spending all his time gazing at her like a lovesick puppy instead of training her on weapons and tactics.

If life can remove someone you never wanted to lose, it can replace them with someone you never dreamed of wanting.

When you get down on your knees in front of me it won’t be out of gratitude. It’ll be because you want to be there.”--Ciaran Ross, Killer Curves

He didn't want to take advantage of her? Fine, she'd take advantage of him.

If Gage finds out, he's going to have a cow-horns, balls, and all.

The moment Jace Calder saw his sister's face, he feared the worst. His heart sank. Emily, his troubled little sister, had been doing so well since she'd gotten the job at the Sarah Hamilton Foundation in Big Timber, Montana.t"What's wrong?" he asked as he removed his Stetson, pulled up a chair at the Big Timber Java coffee shop and sat down across from her. Tossing his hat on the seat of an adjacent chair, he braced himself for bad news.tEmily blinked her big blue eyes. Even though she was closing in on twenty-five, he often caught glimpses of the girl she'd been. Her pixie cut, once a dark brown like his own hair, was dyed black. From thirteen on, she'd been piercing anything she could. At sixteen she'd begun getting tattoos and drinking. It wasn't until she'd turned seventeen that she'd run away, taken up with a thirty-year-old biker drug-dealer thief and ended up in jail for the first time.tBut while Emily still had the tattoos and the piercings, she'd changed after the birth of her daughter, and after snagging this job with Bo Hamilton.t"What's wrong is Bo," his sister said. Bo had insisted her employees at the foundation call her by her first name. "Pretty cool for a boss, huh?" his sister had said at the time. He'd been surprised. That didn't sound like the woman he knew.tBut who knew what was in Bo's head lately. Four months ago her mother, Sarah, who everyone believed dead the past twenty-two years, had suddenly shown up out of nowhere. According to what he'd read in the papers, Sarah had no memory of the past twenty-two years.tHe'd been worried it would hurt the foundation named for her. Not to mention what a shock it must have been for Bo.tEmily leaned toward him and whispered, "Bo's… She's gone.

Are we ever getting out of these mountains?" she asked without turning to look at him.tHe moved up behind her and put his arms around her. tShe leaned back against him. Her hair glistened with melting snow. She felt small in his arms.t"We're going to get out of here," he whispered as he slowly turned her to face him. "Do you trust me?"tShe raised her head to meet his eyes and held his gaze for a long moment. "With my life.

Why don’t they care?” Contempt dripped from Liam’s voice as he stared at their colleagues. “Weddings? J.J.’s christening? Cate’s graduation? What the hell is wrong with them?”D laughed harshly. “The world doesn’t stop when something bad happens, bro. Life goes on. But that doesn’t mean they don’t care about him.”“They think he’s dead.”“Not all of them.”“Just one is enough. One person gives up and the rest fall like fucking dominoes.”Liam no longer sounded angry, but anguished. Visceral sorrow polluted the air around them, and D suddenly felt like fleeing. This was why you didn’t get close to people. Liam had been fine before his friendship with Sullivan. Then he’d gone and formed a bond with the man, and now look at him. Hurting. Furious. Pathetic.D liked his teammates. He respected them. He cared whether they lived or died, and he saved their asses when their asses needed saving. He even showed up for their fucking weddings and graduations. But truly caring about them? Enough to experience genuine grief if they were gone?No, he would never let himself get that close.

Everything is falling into place perfectly. We have four dirty DEA agents working with a terrorist group and killing Americans on American soil. The headlines are going to write themselves and we're going to get our candidate into the White House. When that happens, we'll get the war we want. The war we can win.

You are more beautiful at first light then most girls are dressed and glamorous." Dana Christy

Refusing to let her stealthy slip away, he firmly pulled her to him, unwilling to continue this dance any longer. Although she nervously tried to resist, he could feel the pounding of her heart, and the weakness in her arms. In a soft, charming voice, he challenged, "Would it be so horrible to end this waltz, and just kiss me?

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