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“What are you reading?鈥� 鈥� 鈥楻yder鈥� by Greta Maloney,鈥� he said, closing the book and placing it back into his rucksack. 鈥淎ny good?鈥� I asked, wanting to find another subject to talk about other than my nightmare. 鈥淚t鈥檚 creepy,鈥� he smiled at me.”
― Tim O'Rourke, Vampire Hunt

“One should not, in any case, attempt to make a virtue out of one's limitations.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, The Unconsoled

“Juliet stared at their reflection. One big hand lay flat against her belly, the other cupped and fondled her breast. Her nipples were a dark reddish-brown from the torment. She didn鈥檛 recognise the woman who stared back, her face all flushed, her mouth parted, her head fallen back against his chest having lost its capacity to support itself.
鈥淛耻濒颈别迟?鈥�
His urgent prompt dragged her gaze down, to where his finger pushed lower, disappearing entirely beneath her tights while his remaining fingers stayed firmly on the outside. It found the lacy edge of her underwear and stopped, brushing back and forth.
鈥淛ust the one finger.鈥� His voice was like gravel. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 all I need.鈥�
Juliet moaned and closed her eyes against the wickedly delicious thought of it鈥� watching him get her off, with just one finger.
That鈥檚 all I need.
Fuck... Even his arrogance was sexy.
She opened her eyes, thrilling at the sight of him pawing her, one hand on her breast the other down her pants. 鈥淵es.鈥� Her tongue flicked out to wet dry lips. 鈥淗urry.鈥�
He smiled triumphantly, his nostrils flaring as his middle finger slipped under the barrier of her underwear. The waistband of her tights dragged lower, dipping in the middle, as he slid into the slick folds of her pussy.
Juliet cried out at the delicious invasion, arching her back and curling her fingers into his neck.
鈥淛esus Christ.鈥� He pressed his face into her nape and groaned. It echoed down her spine and she shivered. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e so fucking wet.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“Her gaze dropped to the zipper of his shorts, still sporting a significant bulge. 鈥淭hink you can deal with that thing all by yourself?鈥�
鈥淚 think I can manage after twenty six years.鈥�
She lifted her chin in the direction of the Ziggurat tiling. 鈥淐old shower?鈥�
鈥淭hat鈥檚 one option. Although I do have an awesome new fantasy for my spank bank. It鈥檇 be a shame to waste it.鈥�
The thought of Ryder jacking off while he thought of her was wildly exciting. She鈥檇 love to be a fly on the wall for that. Or...
鈥淭rue. On the other hand you could not do anything about it. And I...a real live woman could help you out with it tomorrow night after poker. Think how much more intense it will be after you鈥檝e denied yourself for a while.鈥�
The bob of his throat was visible from across the room. 鈥淒enial sucks.鈥�
鈥淭rue. But I could make it worth your while.鈥�
He sighed. 鈥淚f it doesn鈥檛 kill me first.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“Did you jack off last night?鈥�
He swallowed, his throat undulating against her lips. 鈥淣o.鈥�
鈥淩eally?鈥� He wouldn鈥檛 be the first guy to lie about a quick wank.
鈥淐ross my heart. Got no sleep at all.鈥�
A surge of triumph shot through her system and her lips curved upwards. 鈥淵ou think鈥� 鈥攕he slid her hand between them and groped his dick through his shorts鈥斺€測ou鈥檙e going to last very long when I get on my knees and blow you?鈥�
Juliet revelled in both the unsteady timbre of his breathing and the feel of him in her hand. The power she had over him in this moment hit her right between the legs. 鈥淚 think I will last an embarrassingly short amount of time.”
― Amy Andrews

“She tasted good. Like salt and vinegar chips and Bailey鈥檚 Irish cream. Who knew that was such a fucking turn on?”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“He took it off, and she could see his hair was damp with sweat, as was his shirt on closer inspection. He mustn鈥檛 have bothered showering after his training session. Juliet鈥檚 belly tightened. There was just something about a sweaty man that had always done it for her.
Good sweaty. Not the festering-for-hours-never-worn-deodorant kind. The healthy kind worked up through hard physical labour. The primal survival kind that attracted a woman to the type of man who could keep her in mammoth stew and furs.
It clearly didn鈥檛 matter how sophisticated humans thought they were or how far they鈥檇 come. Hundreds of thousands of years of evolution and it still got down to how a man smelled.
Mother Nature was one crazy bitch.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“He was so pumped, jumping up and down on the spot, showing off the taut lean muscles in his quads and calves so different to the bulkiness of a lot of the other players. He bristled with energy, shaking out his arms, flicking his fingers.
Flicking off invisible globules of testosterone so powerful she could feel their pull all the way up here.
He dropped his head from side to side to work his traps, bending at the waist right in front of the box to execute a perfect hamstring stretch.
Ooh la freaking la.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“Spread your legs.鈥� His voice was deep and dark, the glow in his eyes feral.
This was what he鈥檇 looked like on the field tonight. Running the plays. Focused on the job.
Dominant. Decisive. Certain.
Male.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“The noise of his zip was like the drag of a fingernail down her spine, and Juliet moaned, helpless to stop, as he pushed first his jeans, then his underwear, down and off. He stood tall and proud in front of her, his abs taut, his shoulders back, his stare still fixed between her legs, dark and hooded and intense.
His nudity was breathtaking, his cock jutting out thick and hard as he shoved his hands on his hips.
It was a thoroughly arrogant pose. Like a prince. Or a feudal Lord.
And her body responded in kind, waiting with baited breath for his next royal command, his next move. Knowing she鈥檇 do just about anything for him in this moment with the wild beat of her pulse echoing though her ears and her gut and the slick heat at her heart.
Open her mouth. Roll over. Get on all fours.
Beg.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“I saw you on that field tonight, you rugby guys look like you were born knowing how to fuck.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“So you know how to ride a horse and muster and...stuff.鈥�
He laughed. 鈥淵es. I know how to do stuff.鈥� He squeezed her ass again and muscles deep and low responded. 鈥淐ountry boys know how to do all kinds of stuff.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“There have to be rules though.鈥� She pulled out of the kiss, withdrawing her finger as well, sliding it down his chin and throat, leaving a wet trail.
鈥凌耻濒别蝉?鈥�
Her gaze locked with his. 鈥淭his can only be sex. Just seven weeks of utterly debauched, completely strings-free sex.鈥� Her finger moved south, swirling around first one nipple then the other. 鈥淣o expectations. No commitments. No getting attached. No crying like a baby and asking me not to leave.鈥�
Ryder laughed at the thought, but there was a husky catch to it as her finger trailed down his abdomen.
鈥淚鈥檓 not going to fall in love with you,鈥� she continued. 鈥淎nd you鈥檙e not going to fall in love with me. I will not give up my dream again, Ryder. Not for you, not for any man. Okay?”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“His woman. Part of her knew she should object to the wording. She wasn鈥檛 his woman. They weren鈥檛 together like that. But the heaviness between her legs was blooming into something much fuller and fuck it, she liked the way it sounded on his lips while he pinned her to the railing and publically groped her.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“Shhh,鈥� he whispered, his breath hot at her ear. His cock was hot too, poised at her entrance. 鈥淟ike this. I want to fuck you just like this. From behind. With your clothes on and your tits out and people on the street below completely oblivious. Stay really quiet.鈥� He flexed then and pushed himself inside her but not all the way. 鈥淥h god yes, fuuuuck.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“They think they鈥檙e having such a good time,鈥� he continued, whispering in her ear as he pulled out again.
The two men didn鈥檛 seem to be in any hurry to move on that was for sure, standing on the wide path fronting the beach, having a loud, seemingly amusing conversation.
鈥淭hey鈥檙e wrong.鈥� His hands squeezed her breasts as he slid home again, inch by slippery inch. 鈥淣othing is as good as being inside you.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“Trying to Jedi mind trick the towel into falling off me won鈥檛 work. You鈥檙e a rugby player not Luke Skywalker.鈥�
He grinned. 鈥淚 have a light sabre in my pants that says different.鈥�
Oh he did. And he wielded that weapon of mass distraction well.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“It鈥檚 just a dress.鈥�
Oh no. There was nothing just about it. Juliet was wearing a walking hard on. 鈥淲ith a zip.鈥� He fought the desire to close his eyes and rut into her hand. 鈥淭hat goes on forever. I can peel you like banana.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“I just don鈥檛 understand why they鈥檇 think we were together, when I鈥檓 leaving the country to live on the other side of the planet in a month?鈥�
It was Ryder鈥檚 turn to snort. 鈥淲ell gosh, I don鈥檛 know Juliet. Maybe your hand on my cock was a clue.鈥�
She sucked in a breath, her eyes glittering now. 鈥淭hey could not see that!鈥�
鈥淭hey didn鈥檛 have to,鈥� he bit out. 鈥淲e were practically humping each other at the table.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“So, let me get this right.鈥� He braked at a traffic light and yanked at the edges of his bow tie, reefing the knot undone, leaving the tails flapping open. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e pissed at me because my friends don鈥檛 think you鈥檙e just some kind of fuck buddy?”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“Calm down?鈥� Her voice went really low, her eyes glittering. 鈥淒on鈥檛 tell me to calm down. I鈥檓 so freaking horny at the moment all I want to do is fuck. You got a problem with that?鈥�
Her words slammed into his groin. He should have a problem with it. She was pissed at him but still perfectly fine with using him. There was something really fucked up about that.
Unfortunately, no part of Ryder had a problem with it.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“This what you want, huh?鈥� He pulled her hips off the wall with his spare hand to fit snug against his body. 鈥淢e using you like this?鈥� His head lowered to her other breast, replacing the pinching with suction, soothing the stinging tip as his fingers tortured the other.
Yes. This. Them using each other. That was what she wanted. What the hell was wrong with that?
The irrational anger she鈥檇 felt in the car boiled up in her again. 鈥淔uck you,鈥� she panted, grounding her head and shoulder blades against the wall as her left hand ploughed into his hair and she twisted her fingers hard.
He didn鈥檛 even flinch and that just made her madder.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“It was perfect. Just right. Just what the raging, frothing she-demon inside her needed. The demon that had driven the stupid argument between them and nothing short of his possession was going to drive her out.
Revenge sex had taught Juliet that it wasn鈥檛 possible to screw the angry out, but if anyone could, it was Ryder.
She moved restlessly against him as he held himself high inside her. 鈥淎gain,鈥� she demanded. 鈥淢ore.鈥�
鈥淐hrist.鈥� His breath was hot on her neck, his voice strained and clearly pissed off. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e so fucking bossy.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“He didn鈥檛 try to kiss her. She probably would have bitten him if he had. This wasn鈥檛 nice sex. It wasn鈥檛 considerate. This wasn鈥檛 the kind of sex lovers had. It was two angry people trying to fuck each other into submission.
And she鈥檇 never been more turned on in her life.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“The man ticked all of her boxes. Compassionate, kind, thoughtful. But he was alpha as fuck on a rugby field.
And in the bedroom.
Or on a balcony. Or in front of a mirror. Or up against a wall.
She really should walk away. Now. Right now.
Hell, she should run.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“I don鈥檛 suppose you鈥檙e going to be able to鈥斺€� She looked around for lurking roommates and leaned in a little closer. 鈥淔uck with that? Especially if it鈥檚 broken.鈥�
Ryder smiled. 鈥淚 can fuck with all but a broken dick and even then, I鈥檇 give it a red hot try.鈥� He lunged, grabbing her arm and she squealed playfully as he dragged her towards him. 鈥淐ome and sit in my lap and I鈥檒l show you.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“I鈥檓 not going to be the bad guy here, Ryder, because you can鈥檛 be like every other man out there and think with your dick.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“She loved him. She loved Ryder Davis.
She loved his stupid face and his dumb smile and his idiotic biceps.”
― Amy Andrews, Playing With Forever

“No, Syn, you're . . . one who seemingly shows no emotion, and yet you wear your bleeding heart on your sleeve. Everyone else just failed to see it. But I do. I see you.”
― Amelia Hutchins

“He jumps off the bed, scampers to a corner where he herds his dog toys, and grabs a floppy giraffe. He vivisected the giraffe a week ago. Now it鈥檚 a damaged stuffy with a neck and one leg. But he loves it, and holy shit, he loves it a lot. So much that he鈥檚 jammed it between his legs and he鈥檚 humping it.

Yup, that鈥檚 my boy. He鈥檚 screwing a mutilated giraffe stuffy.

鈥淕et a room,鈥� I shout.

But he keeps going, thrusting and pumping.”
― Lauren Blakely