More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“You taste so fucking good,”
“I need more time. I need more time with you,” he demanded.
“Yes. ...
This highlight has been truncated due to consecutive passage length restrictions.
“For as long as you’re on this island, you’re mine.”
“Say it, Remi. Promise me.”
“Promise me,” he demanded,
“Yes. Fine. As long as I’m on this island.”
“I’m yours,”
“I’m asking because I’ve got a condom in my wallet wherever my pants are, but there’s nothing that I want more than to feel you from the inside with nothing between us. I haven’t been with anyone since…in a long time. If you have any sense, you should say no.”
“Good thing I’ve got no sense,”
“I want that, Brick. I’ve never done that with anyone. I want it to be you. I want to feel you. Please give me this.”
“You are a fucking dream,”
It was so perfect it hurt her heart. All those years of wanting this exact moment, and now that it was here, now that it was more beautiful than even she could have imagined, it was too much.
“Brick. Please.” “You’re crying,” he whispered softly. He sounded pained. “Because it’s so beautiful,” she sobbed. “Because I need you. I need all of you holding
me down here, making me feel safe and beautiful and wanted.” “Remington.” Her name was a broken prayer.
Soul-changing. There would be a definitive before and after in her life. Before she’d felt Brick come inside her and after.
“My girl. My Remi,” he whispered brokenly as his hips bucked against her, drawing out the last quakes of their orgasms together.
There was a clear demarcation in his life. Before he’d made her his. And after. Now.
“I don’t have any regrets besides the fact that we didn’t start doing that years ago.”
“I loved it.” She framed his face in her hands and pressed a kiss to his mouth. Chaste and sweet.
“You can’t be real,” he whispered.
“I kept wondering if I was born like this. Or if it was for you. Did I sense it in you, and I wanted to be what you wanted?”
“R...
This highlight has been truncated due to consecutive passage length restrictions.
“I knew there was nothing that would keep me from touching you back. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you. I knew I’d spend the rest of that summer worshipping your body.”
“You were always going to leave at the end of summer. No matter what, you were going to pack up and move on, and I’d be left here. Without you. I wouldn’t survive
that if I knew what it felt like to make you mine. If I knew what it was like to have you on your knees in front of me like a good girl or bent over like a bad girl. I wouldn’t be able to function without you.”
“So you ...
This highlight has been truncated due to consecutive passage length restrictions.
“It was better if I didn’t have you. Because then I could pretend.” “Pretend what?” “I could pretend that wh...
This highlight has been truncated due to consecutive passage length restrictions.
“Just tell me what happened, baby.” So he could finish having this aneurysm, turn in his badge, and go beat a man to death.
He and Remi had been drawn together since the day they met. She belonged to him.
“Remington. You shared your secret with me. Now we’ll work on a solution that doesn’t put you in harm’s way.”
“We,” he sighed.
“I didn’t know,” she said on a broken whisper. “Didn’t know what?”
“How right it would feel,” she confessed.
“Baby doll, I need to move.” “Move. Fast and hard,” she ordered. “Make me yours.” “You are mine.”
“You will ask me for anything you want. And I’ll give it to you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Brick.” “Good girl. Now tell me what you want.”
“I want you to bend me over the arm of this couch and fuck me until you come so hard you can’t stand up.”
“There’s nothing between us. No secrets. No holding back. Just holding on.”
He’d offered her the world, and all she’d asked for was for him to fuck her so hard he couldn’t stand up after he came.
“How are you still hard?”
“Fourteen years of not being inside you,”
don’t feel close enough,” she murmured, reaching between their bodies and guiding his cock between her legs. “Baby, you’ve got to be sore,”
“We don’t have to move,”
“I just feel empty wit...
This highlight has been truncated due to consecutive passage length restrictions.
He was in love with Remi Ford. He always had been. And someone wanted to take her away from him.
This woman. This fucking woman. He sucked harder, reflexively tensing at this as yet unexplored fantasy. He wanted to know every inch of her. Needed to know it. If she wanted or craved something, he would be the one to give it to her.
He was rewarded with her shudders as she clung to him and whispered his name, loving him with her body. No one was going to hurt her. No one was going to get close enough to try.
“Brick, honey. You show up here in last night’s crumpled bartending get-up, missing buttons, glowing brighter than the sun with two love bites on your neck.”
“You and Remi finally got horizontal, and she told you why the hell she showed up here in the dead of winter pretending everything was fine,” Darlene summarized.
