More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
The truth is, there are two kinds of redheads. The ones who hate the fiery temper stereotype, and those who perpetuate it.
“Quinn is not losing her virginity to a guy who thinks the clit is an STI.”
if I’ve learned anything from the women in my life, it’s this: The sexiest thing a woman can be is confident.
I like the way this girl thinks. Her ass may be divine, but it’s nothing compared to her big sexy brain and all the snarky sarcasm it delivers.
I never imagined it would be Cooper DeLaurentis who saw something in me I couldn’t see in myself, let alone help bring it to the surface.
There’s only one way to ensure Quinn gets the pleasure she deserves. I have to be the one who gives it to her.
The best defense is a good offense,
“I don’t have a concussion. I’m simply committed to finishing what I start.” It’s one of the few good qualities my father instilled in me.
I honestly can’t tell if she’s kidding or if she really thinks she might somehow break my dick.
Truth. I’m one lucky bastard to be sharing this moment with her.
Holy shit. I can’t feel my toes. Maybe virgin vaginas really are magical because that was the best damn orgasm of my life.
Big Dick Energy (noun): Understated but unshakeable self-confidence. Confidence without cockiness.
Until this moment, I’ve never had a thing for the Asgardian God of Thunder, but I’m currently rethinking my position because Cooper makes those leather pants look damn good. Better than Geralt? Abso-freaking-lutely.
What are the odds we’d both show up dressed as Marvel superheroes?
How is it possible this guy, who takes nothing seriously, gets me when my own family doesn’t?
When it comes to Quinn, I want it all. She draws back, smiling against my mouth. “What are you doing?” “Inviting you back to my place.” She bites her lower lip, the tender flesh as ripe as a strawberry. “Are you sure?” White-hot need coils deep in my balls and I roll my hips, cock gliding over her belly. I need to be inside this woman right fucking now. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
“When you crave release, you come to me. No one else. I’ll give you what you need.”
“That’s right, sweetheart. I’m the only one who knows what you need. The only one who knows how you like it.” He cups me, his thumb pressing down on my clit through the thin fabric of my costume. “This pussy belongs to me.” Oh, God. This is better than porn.
Quinn’s curled up next to me, her head resting on my chest. She fits perfectly against me with her hand pressed to my abdomen and one leg draped over mine. It’s like the spot was carved out just for her.
She’s redirecting the conversation. To spare me. The realization nearly blows me away. That this woman could ever think she does more harm than good is a fucking travesty. She’s an angel. And just for tonight, she’s mine.
“There’s a fine line between confidence and cockiness.”
That he hasn’t cracked under the pressure is a testament to his will and strength of character.
All Cooper wants is what every child should have; unconditional love. It’s such a precious gift, and yet so easy to take for granted.
‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
but the level of trust, of intimacy, has made us that much closer.
