Quotes About Passion

My name on her lips twisted something up inside my chest. Looking back, I think that's the instant I made my decision. I wasn't going to give her up. Ever. I'd die first.

God damn. I needed to either fuck her of fire her, because this in-between shit was not workin' for me. "Course Gage wanted her crew working out at The Line permanently, so I guess that meant firing was off the table. Okay, then, I'd take one for the team and fuck her.

Men like us, we live to ride, and ride to live

I don't say sweet things and make love and all that bullshit. I like sex hard and rough, no holding back.

Esto es lo que quiero —dijo con voz acariciadora, mientras se inclinaba y me besaba entre los omoplatos—. Necesito hacerte mía. Toda mía. Hacerte gritar, sentir que me perteneces y que yo te pertenezco y que nada más importa. No puedo dejar que te alejes de mí, nena.

Pull down your fucking pants," I repeated, reaching down to grab my cock. "I want in. Now.

Reese?" Her voice was tense, but I still liked the sound of my name on her tongue. Of course, it'd sound sweeter if she was screaming it into a pillow while I pounded her from behind. Funny how that works.

Jesus, you fuck with my head," he said roughly. "My cock gets hard just thinkin' about you. You're in my dreams every night. I wake up in the morning and all I think about is you in my house, you and Noah finally mine. My family. It's even better than ridin' my bike. I'm crazy for you, Soph.

Ruger's eyes darkened. "You want this as much as I do," he said, voice soft. "It's not goin' away. We're just going to burn up higher and higher until one of us explodes and we get hurt. Let's end it now. I need inside you, Sophie.

If you look at me like that for even one more second, I'm gonna throw you down on that bed and fuck every part of you, starting with your tits. Unless that's on the menu, you need to grab your shit and leave while you still can. This is the only warning you'll get.

We'll stop soon," he said, rubbing his nose along mine oh-so-slowly. "Just one more taste.

Jesus . . ." he groaned. "You got two seconds before I lay you over that table and fuck you so hard it breaks. Swear to God, Soph.

Fuck me," Ruger muttered, leaning his forehead down against mine. I was still wrapped around him, back against the van, enclosed in his arms

I've wanted you a long time, Soph. Never forgot how you tasted, not for one single fuckin' day in the last four years. Jesus, you were sweet.

Fuckin' crazy for you," he muttered, fingers digging into my skin. "Always have been.

Ruger liked a touch of pain, I decided, so I did my best to crush him with my inner muscles. I'm generous that way.

Painter's mouth dropped down to my ear, catching it in his teeth just tight enough to hurt. I felt the hardness between his legs grinding into me as need exploded through my body. He smelled so good . . . My hips twisted, desperate for more. Painter groaned.

I'd lick him all over and massage his butt if he asked.

I'm totally down with angry hate sex – especially since it's usually followed by hot makeup sex – but this is our first time. It should be sweet. Happy. It should be so fucking beautiful that unicorns dance on the ceiling and my dick shoots rainbows instead of come. We can fight later.

Whatever this was between us, it wasn't one sided and I wasn't the only one blown away. "You can't tell me this isn't happening," he said, the words torn harshly from his throat. I wanted to deny it but I couldn't. "I've never felt anything like it in my life," I admitted. He growled, all savage satisfaction at my admission. Then his hand twisted hard in my hair, bringing his mouth back down over mine.

one of those guys you just want to shove down and lick all over. Which I did, actually. He's nasty in bed, too, never tried some of that shit before. Pierced dick. I shit you not.

My eyes dropped back down to his lips. They were full and way too soft for a guy, which I knew for a fact because they'd been all over my neck earlier. Yup, I'd definitely suck on those, given the chance. I'd suck on them for a good long time. Then I'd start moving down, trying out that pierced nipple on the way down to his cock.

I could do with a bit more excess. From now on I'm going to be immoderate--and volatile--I shall enjoy loud music and lurid poetry. I shall be rampant.

Love not often, but forever.