Amanda Mant

“I didn’t want to be somebody’s tonight. Not even his. I wanted to be someone’s tomorrow.”
― Claire Kingsley, Marrying Mr. Wrong

“His mouth meets my clit and I’m not lost on the fact that this man will have gone down on me four times today. Forget winning the mega millions, I’ve hit the cunnilingus jackpot.”
― Ashley Bennett, Heat Haven

“I can’t understand why men are allowed to straddle a horse, while we - who are supposed to be the weaker sex - must hang off the side, praying for our lives.”
― Judith McNaught, Whitney, My Love

“I’m not freaking out. I’m turned on. I’m thinking about sniffing your bed pillows like a weirdo, contemplating if it’d be better for you to bend me over the island or the couch, and my ovaries are basically exploding—pew, pew, pew—like fireworks because you’re so good with Chunky that I can imagine you as the one of those dads who’d play tea party with your daughter. And all of that is making me hot and nervous . . . and . . . and . . . I should stop talking now.”
― Lauren Landish, Drop Dead Gorgeous