He took in the bubbles covering her and smiled. "I think that's enough."" Enough?"" To get me clean." Taking one step forward, he slipped and slid up and down the length of her body.

— Robin Bielman

He wanted nothing to do with her. He wanted everything to do with her.

— Robin Bielman

His body felt so good that she didn't care if she ever came up for air. She wanted this kiss to last forever.

— Robin Bielman

His dimples should come with an advisory label: Will cause hearts to flutter and panties to spontaneously combust.

— Robin Bielman

His mouth opened, nudging her lips apart, and she let him in. He tangled his tongue with hers and made it impossible for her to breathe without him. The kiss took turns at tender, hot, relentless. She loved them all. She could kiss him all night, the passion and intensity always there -- in her mind, her body, her heart. This was the kind of first kiss she'd dreamed about.,,,She knew he'd just wiped out every other kiss she'd had. Knew deep down in her soul that no one would ever compare to Zane. Her Mr. Right Now.

— Robin Bielman

His smile, a little mischievous around the edges, had her melting into the sand. Then his lips brushed hers, and the stars collided. She cupped his face in her hands and shut her eyes. Kissing had always ranked high on her list of favorite things to do, but Bryce took it to a whole new level. Forget about his mouth on her fingertips, this linked to all her happy zones and more. He'd literally swept her off her feet and his kiss quickened the beat of her heart. His lips were soft and warm and hungry. His kiss moved through her like warm honey, filling all the places inside her that had been cold for so long. He slid his tongue along the seam of her lips, licking her before he pressed further. She willingly opened to him, stroked his tongue, kissed him harder. He groaned. He tasted like champagne and everything good as he delved deeper and committed a full-on assault inside her mouth. His hand gripped her waist. They sank further into the sand. She clutched his shoulders, smoothed her palms down his back. He pulled gruffly away, nipped at her ear. "You have no idea how much I want you," he said.

— Robin Bielman

How bad is it?” she asked. “Not bad.” “You always wince when it’s not bad.” Hawk chuckled. Theo scowled at him. “It’s a little overly sensitive because I broke it six months ago.” “I guess grace doesn’t come with the royal package,” she teased. “My royal package is better than anyone else’s. Trust me.

— Robin Bielman

Hurry," she breathed. "I need you to fill me up." "Baby, I'm going to do more than that.

— Robin Bielman

I can’t make a first impression like the one I made on you. That would be horrible.” “Slow down there, princess. How do you know what kind of first impression you gave me?” Rowan made her ‘are you for real?’ face. “I think it’s safe to say getting tangled in dog leashes and then having one of the dogs urinate on your ranks up there with the worst first impressions ever.” “I’d classify it as most memorable…. I knew right then my life would never be the same.

— Robin Bielman

I don't bite, Lucy." She wanted him to. She wanted him to bite and suck and nibble and have his wicked way with her. Furthermore, she had a feeling he did things to a girl that made her body so turned on it took hours to turn off.

— Robin Bielman