Reckless Quotes

“I don’t have to see you,” he said, his own breaths fast now, “to know how fucking beautiful you are.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Tonight, baby, this is home.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Let me suck you off.” Her voice was soft but low, thick with desire. “I can and I want to.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Want? Yes, she whispered, her eyes sliding closed. Yes I want to keep you more than I want to breathe.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“And while I do love coffee - both the scent...and the taste - I have no doubt I'd prefer the scent...and the taste...of something...more personal.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Christ, the way he moved. He made her see stars. He didn’t thrust. He rocked. Undulated. Varied pressure. Moved her hips to his strokes. Like a dance. The same way he kissed. This wasn’t a fuck. It was an art.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“His mouth closed, his tongue moved, and Lexi’s mind disintegrated in pleasure. Jax didn’t just use a flick of his tongue or a little suckle of his lips. Jax ate her. He used his entire mouth in a fervent attack, taking her in, licking and stroking every inch of her until she thought she’d come apart, only to stop just before she exploded and slowly suck her out of his mouth. He stroked her with his hand, separated her with his fingers, then dove back in with his full, open mouth, repeating the exquisite torture until she was writhing against the wall, panting his name. “You wanted me to savor you…inside…little Lexi.” He released her hips. “Let everything go and ride my mouth.” When he put his mouth back to her this time, he thrust his tongue up inside her. “Oh fuck.” She grabbed the corner of the wall with one hand, his head with the other, and let his hands guide her hips to his mouth. He pulled her hips forward each time he drove his tongue inside, then held her against his mouth while he stroked and sucked. “Jax.” It was too much. Too damn much. It was crazy, amazing, blistering pleasure. “Jax. Jax.” He thrust into her, hummed, and rubbed his face against her pussy. The friction sent her skyward, and she splintered. Pleasure knifed through every part of her body, filling, overflowing, then bursting.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Let everything go and ride my mouth.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“JAX: I like secret sex in naughty places, and naughty places to have secret sex. JAX: I like the kind of sex that includes sliding my tongue into all your very tight spaces. JAX: I like any kind of sex that drives animalistic sounds from your throat.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“with hatred in the shadow of his ball cap brim as”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“I’m not an actress. I’m a damn dressmaker. I don’t want anything from you. Nothing but the man I was with a month ago. I’m sorry you’ve been scammed in the past. I’m sorry I somehow remind you of others who’ve done that to you. And I don’t blame you for thinking the worst. It’s completely my fault for starting our relationship the way I did. It was stupid of me to hope something good could come of something started that way.”
Tears escaped her eyes. She stretched up and kissed his cheek. “Please think before you sell yourself out to another woman like that. You deserve better.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“God, you’re crazy beautiful. Why did you want to hide this?”
“I’ve had some bad experiences…” She looked away, her golden lashes sweeping down to hide her eyes. Jax’s mind filled with the words she’d spoken shortly after she’d stepped into his hotel room. “The truth is that men are attracted to me for my… body.”
God, it all clicked. Men wanted her for her beauty, not just her body. Men used her as window dressing, the same way women used Jax—for dressing, a reputation boost, favors.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Bentley Jaxon Chamberlin He would find it ridiculously”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“JAX: I like the fiery, fast sex so passionate your vision blurs. JAX: I like wild, frantic, have-to-have-you sex that burns you alive. JAX: I like deep, driving sex where sweat drips off my chin, rolls down your spine, and tickles the dip between your ass cheeks.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless