Deadly Fallout Quotes

“Fuck,” he murmured, his gaze tracking over her exposed chest and torso. “I was going to say this is going too fast.”

“You sure about that?” she murmured.

“I don’t want to take advantage,” he continued, his voice strained as he sat up, staring down at her as if he didn’t know where to start.

Reaching behind her back, she unsnapped her black bra and let it slide down her arms as she sat half up. “Then let me take advantage of you.”
― Katie Reus, Deadly Fallout

“Don't."
That one word made him freeze. "Don't what?"
"Touch me right now." Her voice cracked on the last word before she swallowed hard again. "If you do, I'll invite you to join me in bed and I don't think that's the smartest thing right now."
"What not?" he asked bluntly. Because getting naked with her sounded like a damn fine idea.”
― Katie Reus, Deadly Fallout

“He sucked in a breath, his head snapping back from hers. Groaning as he filled her, she arched her back against him, her nipples stroking his chest with the movement. They weren't going to make it to the living room. "Wall or floor?" he managed.”
― Katie Reus, Deadly Fallout

“Dark brown nipples and perfect, pert breasts just a little more than a handful. Her abdomen was flat and toned, as if she worked out or ran. "You are built for sin," he murmured, looking up at her as he spoke.”
― Katie Reus, Deadly Fallout

“I'm adaptable. A nomad, my mom always says."
Zoe raised an eyebrow.
"Your mom?"
"Well I wasn't spawned.”
― Katie Reus, Deadly Fallout

“She slid her hands up the front of Sawyer's shirt, shoving at it, wanting to see and feel all of him. Every muscular inch he was trying to hide under his clothes. She felt almost crazed with the need.
When he pulled his head back, breathing hard, he stared down at her. "How much have you had to drink?"
"Not enough to regret this.”
― Katie Reus, Deadly Fallout

“Ten books in and the Red Stone Security series is still going strong because of you, my wonderful readers. Thank you.”
― Katie Reus, Deadly Fallout

“The chemistry was almost too much. And at the same time, not enough. She simply couldn’t get enough of him, wondered if she ever would.

When he pulled back and slid into her again, she moaned his name. “Sawyer.”

Her clit was pulsing, begging to be touched again. Feeling bold, she reached between her legs and started stroking herself as he began thrusting.

“Oh yeah, touch yourself, sweetheart. Come on my dick,” he rasped out, his voice a bare whisper…”
― Katie Reus, Deadly Fallout