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“You've created a monster, Katelyn." He backed her into the wall and kissed her lips.

"Now that I've had you, I want to experience it again and again. I want to feel you cum on my dick. The way your tight, little pussy pulses around me will keep me awake at night.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“You didn't think you were marrying a gentleman, did you?" he asked as his hand reached forward to caress her nipples.

"Of course not. What fun would that be?”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“Joseph," she whispered quietly. He groaned and reached an arm out to her, gripping her hip and pushing her flat on her back once again. Before she had time to make sense of it, he was on top of her, pushing up her shirt and exposing her flesh.
"Addison," he groaned in desperate need. He couldn't take it, couldn't be this close to her without being with her. Hungrily, he devoured her mouth, eating every gasp and moan she made.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“He cut off her protest with his mouth. When he was certain she would no longer object, he moved his lips from her mouth to her breast. They were so full and fit perfectly in his hands. She cried out when his tongue flicked her sensitive nipple so he did it again and again. Her response was driving him wild. His plan had been to take his time and wait for her to come to him. But the moment she'd said his name, he was lost. Couldn't control himself. She was his. Nobody else's. With that thought on his brain he let himself go. Frantically, he slammed into her and she met every thrust head-on, grinding into him as he came.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“The physical pain was nothing, compared to the constant emotional pain, he lived with daily. Even now, he wondered what Anna would look like carrying his child. Imagined her smell, her smile, her touch. If she was pregnant, he would do whatever it took to convince her to marry him. And, if that didn't work, he'd kidnap her, until she saw reason or he found a corrupt minister to sign paperwork and declare them legally married. He grinned, thinking of all the ways Anna would punish him. And all the ways he would pleasure her...”
― H.S. Howe, The Will to Try

“I want you, Isla," he told her, showing no signs of restraint. "I want to take you right now against this car."

She was about to agree, but he straightened her shirt and placed her on her feet. Yanking open the door, he practically shoved her onto the seat.

"But too many people here are coming and going, and I don't want them seeing parts of you, that only belong to me.”
― H.S. Howe, The Billionaire's Willed Wife

“You'll be the death of me," he whispered before cuffing her hands together, then pushed her down on all fours.”
― H.S. Howe, Wrestling William

“She'd been twenty-one when she'd met Marko in an upscale hotel, where she worked as a housekeeper. He hadn't heard her knocking and came into the bedroom, while she changed the sheets, in nothing but a damp towel. At first, she'd been embarrassed and tried to leave, but then the towel dropped. Next thing she knew, she was tied to the bed, begging him to flog her again. His brand of sex had been a mix of pain and pleasure, bringing her to sexual highs, she'd never known existed. She'd quit her job after that encounter and moved into his penthouse. For three years, he was her master and she was his submissive.”
― H.S. Howe, Wrestling William

“Will arrived home just after 2:00 a.m., exhausted and ready for bed. One glimpse of seeing Emerald passed out on his couch and snuggled in his comforter had his eyes ready for more. She looked so damn good in his house. All he wanted was to wake her up long enough to come to his bed, so he could wrap her in his arms and drift off to her scent.”
― H.S. Howe, Wrestling William

“He kicked out of his jeans and thrust his hips into hers. She spread her legs and lifted into him, feeling his thickness grind into her. It was maddening to be so close and still have barriers. Every thrust had her yearning for more, gasping and shuddering.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“His words, his hands, his voice, everything combined had her crashing over the edge.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“You love me?"
"Yes. It's ridiculous how much I love you. I think about you all the time."
"Then marry me.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“Katelyn, I have loved you since the first time I laid eyes on you. You scare the hell out of me and I don't want to lose you.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“I love you and I'm frustrated that you are so far away. I want to see you, and I want you to want to see me too."
Katelyn felt herself melting...”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“Lightly, she ghosted her lips across his. She was soft and inviting, but he was hard and unyielding, so she released her hold and smiled. "There, all better."
The moment her hands dropped, he wanted them back.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“His knees wedged between her thighs, spreading them, so he could rest his cock at her entrance.

"That's a start, but it isn't enough. I want the whole package, Addison, your body is a beautiful safe, hiding your heart, but I won't be happy until I know the combination to reach it.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“Why are you showing so much cleavage?" Joseph growled into her ear as he took her arm and began to descend the staircase.
Goosebumps broke out over her bare arms and shoulders. She squeezed his forearm and smiled into his eyes.
"So you're forced to offer me your coat, of course, like a proper gentleman."
He barely suppressed a snort as camera flashes lit them up from every angle. He tucked his arm around her and smiled for the photographers.
"Would a gentleman rip what you're wearing clean off your body, before devouring every inch of your perfect body? Turn your shivers into sweat while you wonder how something so dirty could produce something so beautiful?"
Addison grinned and gently turned his face towards hers to press a light kiss to his cheek without marking it. The cameras went wild.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“I don't mind inappropriate thoughts every now and then. So please, share yours with me." He met her eyes and she blushed, then grinned and stole his breath. If her thoughts were anything like his, he was more than happy to hear them.

"It was nothing. I was just wondering if you get many complaints in the bedroom even though I'm sure you don't." Though her eyes held amusement, she broke eye contact and looked away.

"How would you know what women think after they leave my bed?" He wondered with his own quiet smile.
It was true, he never met a woman, he couldn't please and he knew she would be no different.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“He couldn't resist the pressure of her sweet body and leaned in closer, opening his mouth to her. She moaned her appreciation, when his tongue met hers and soon they were engrossed in the heat of the moment. Time stood still, backgrounds disappeared, and the only sounds came from them. She could feel the strength of his arousal and had her own burning need aching between her thighs. She'd known kissing him would be dangerous, but curiosity had won.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“Yanking wildly, he freed them both of clothing and scorched her knees with his hot hands and drew them apart. With his lips on her throat and his hands on her breasts, he entered her.
"Wait," she said even as she wrapped her arms around him. "I'm not on birth control," she informed him.
"Good, I want my child inside of you." He bit her shoulder, then pumped hard into her to enjoy her slick heat.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“He was tormented by his dreams, dreaming of Emerald seducing him. She tied him to the bed frame, kissing her way from his mouth down to his belly, taking her time, making him wild with need before taking his throbbing erection into her mouth. She brought him to the brink before easing back and leaving him wanting, while she rubbed her breasts in his face, then lowering herself onto him and riding his cock until they were both spent.

He dreamed of her growing large with his child, living together and making a family with him and the girls. Then she disappeared. He was shattered, searching for her, missing her desperately.”
― H.S. Howe, Wrestling William

“Before she could catch her breath, he rubbed his cum into her skin. "This is me marking you. I want every fucking man you meet, to look away, when they smell me on you."

He stuck his fingers in her mouth and she eagerly licked them clean. Soaked in her saliva, he thrust two fingers inside of her.

"I meant what I said, this pussy is mine."

He didn't know where the possessiveness was coming from, but he owned it.”
― H.S. Howe, Wrestling William

“His fingers dug into her thighs. He'd never wanted to throw caution to the wind so bad in his life.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“Katelyn, I'm sorry. I was jealous, and I let my jealousy and my mistrust of other people cloud my thinking. I know that you deserve someone better than me, but I'm too selfish to let you go."
Brantley squeezed his eyes shut, as if doing so could block out the horrors he'd imagined.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“Now she fluctuated between being distracted by dreams of the future and feeling sorry for herself because she missed Brantley so much that it was nearly a physical pain.
Yes, she talked to him nightly, but it wasn't enough. It could never be enough.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“Katelyn could feel the buildup, slow and sweet. She was so close to the edge, and Brantley knew just how to keep her there.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“You didn't think you were marrying a gentleman, did you?" he asked as his hand reached forward to caress her nipples.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“He stilled their bodies and tilted her chin until they were eye to eye. "We don't get a second chance at a first time. I'm selfish. I want you all to myself, without interruptions.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“In another life, I think we could have been friends.”
― H.S. Howe

“It was true, he never met a woman, he couldn't please and he knew she would be no different.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs