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He gazed up into the beautiful, intent eyes of his virgin bride. “Let me know if I’m scaring you.”
“Shut up and take off your pants.” – Dream a Little Dream – Susan Elizabeth Phillips.

You are the arrogant, deceitful, lying spawn of a cloaksnake. With your degree of talent you should consider a career in dragonpony manure production. You have the sensitivity and understanding of a hawkbeetle. You are lower than the son of a needlerat. Worse than that. You must be the result of the mating of a pair of particularly slimy swamp toads. You have the sense of honor of a wharfsnake. I doubt you claim to a legitimate clan, do you hear me?”
“I hear you,” Gryph said. “But let’s leave my clan out of this.” -Shield’s Lady – Jayne Ann Krentz.

I think your ego could sustain a direct hit from a nuclear warhead without getting badly damaged.
Perfect Partners – Jayne Ann Krentz.

Wait for me, my lady, though the wind blows chill and cold, wait while all is locked in winter’s icy fist. I will dream of you, my lady, hot dreams of fire and gold, Dreams of gemlike passion to wondrous to resist. And if you’re on vacation when I return, my lady, I swear I will be most extremely pissed. – Gift of Fire – Jayne Ann Krentz.

“Have a bite,” Elias said in a deep, sexy voice. “It will clear the palate.” Charity folded her arms and leaned warily back against the refrigerator door. “I’ll just bet it will.” Elias teased her lower lip with the tip of the spoon. “Open wide.” The fragrance of lime was fresh and invigorating. Against her better judgement, Charity parted her lips. Elias smiled slowly. His eyes narrowed as he slipped the spoon into her mouth. The lime exploded on her tongue, icy fireworks that sent wildly conflicting signals to her senses. She breathed deeply and watched as he took a bite of sorbet for himself from the same spoon. “Mind telling me what this is all about?” she asked. “This is about not being sweet.” Elias set the spoon down on the counter and turned back to her. He planted both hands on the refrigerator door on either side of her head. Charity’s pulse went into high gear. A tiny shiver of excitement lanced through her. “What isn’t sweet?” “Me. Us. What we have together. Whatever the hell else it is, it isn’t sweet.” He slid one barefoot between her legs, lowered his mouth to hers, and crushed her against the hard refrigerator door.” – Deep Waters – Jayne Ann Krentz.

Bobby Tom tended to belligerent when anyone challenged his good looks, and tonight was no exception. “Is that so? For you information she said I look like that movie star- what’s his name? Christian Slater.” Bobby Tom frowned. “Either of you know who Christian Slater is?” Neither of them did. For a moment Bobby Tom looked befuddled. Then he snatched a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and grinned. “Well, I’ll tell you one thing about him. He’s a damned fine-looking sonavabitch. – It Had to Be You – Susan Elizabeth Phillips.

Her eyes flew open. “I knew it! I knew you’d hate my body!” She slammed her hands on her hips, marched over to the bed, and glared down at him. “Well, for your information, mister, all those cute little sex kittens in your past might have had perfect bodies, but they don’t know a lepton from a proton, and if you think that I’m going to stand here and let you judge me by the size of my hips and because my belly’s not flat, then you’re in for a rude awakening.” She jabbed her finger at him. “This is the way a grown woman looks, buster! This body was designed by God to be functional, not to be stared at by some hormonally imbalanced jock who can only get aroused by women who still own Barbie dolls!” “Damn. Now I’ve got to gag you..” With one swift motion, he pulled her down on the bed, rolled on top of her, and covered her lips with his own. – Nobody’s Baby But Mine – Susan Elizabeth Phillips.

“Your face is bruised.” His voice was cool on the statement, icily so. His eyes as they flicked over the injury betrayed nothing. But his fingers were warm, tensed, and jolted something in her gut. “A scuffle over a candy bar,” she said with a shrug. His eyes met hers, held just an instant longer than comfortable. “Who won?” “I did. It’s a mistake to come between me and food.” – Naked in Death – J.D. Robb.

The waiter left. Marci leaned over the table. “And while I’m at it, I want my Mr. Perfect to have a ten-incher!” “Oh, my!” T.J. pretended to swoon, fanning herself. “What I couldn’t do with ten inches–or rather what I could do with ten inches!” Jaine was laughing so hard she had to hold her sides. Keeping her voice down was an effort, and her words shook with hilarity. “C’mon! Anything over eight inches is strickly for show-and-tell. It’s there, but you can’t use it. It might look good in a locker room, but let’s face it, those extra two inches are leftovers.” –
Mr. Perfect – Linda Howard

She picked up her cup and took a sip of tea while she tried to figure out what was going on here. The testosterone levels were climbing fast. Had she unwittingly achieved that pinnacle of feminine accomplishment that occurred when one became the object of the rampaging lust of two men who were willing to fight for the honor of her favors? Nah. Stuff like that never happened to her. – Smoke in Mirrors – Jayne Ann Krentz

She had begun to wonder if her female hormones had gone into permanent hibernation. That particular concern had vanished the day she had looked straight into Harry’s amber eyes. All of her hormones had sat bolt upright and immediately launched into a stirring rendition of the Hallelujah Chorus. – Absolutely, Positively – Jayne Ann Krentz

“You know, just when I think you’re a valueless twit, you do something nice for me,” Tess said. “Like when you came downtown to the police station in the middle of the night last month.”
“Oh, that was because you’d been arrested for soliciting.” Nick relaxed against the pillow, his face close to hers, and moved his hand into the curve of her waist. “I thought you’d taken to the streets. I had a hundred bucks ready.” – Strange bedpersons – Jennifer Crusie.

“A long, slow kiss. With mouths open. Teeth knocking. Tongues tangling.
The kind my brother Marsh used to call a Saturday Night Special.” – The harder they fall – Merline Lovelace.