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Ruthless (Playboys in Love, #2) Ruthless by Gina L. Maxwell
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“Just admit your pussy is weeping for my cock.”

“Sure,” she says, pushing her round ass back against my straining dick. “Just as soon as you admit your cock is dying to get inside my pussy.”

Son of a bitch. As much as I want to make her come, proving the command I have over her body, I can’t reward her bratty behavior. That’s okay, though. If there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s playing the long game.

“So stubborn,” I say in admonishment. Pulling out of her, I finger-paint a path down the side of her neck with her own arousal, then lap it up with my tongue—fuck, she tastes good—nice and slow, ending with a nip to her earlobe. Her sharp inhale makes my dick twitch before she spins around to face me.”
Gina L. Maxwell, Ruthless
“Now bend at the waist, keep that tight ass high in the air, and suck his big dick.”
Gina L. Maxwell, Ruthless
“So then reciprocate, my man. Show your girl what she gets in return.”
Gina L. Maxwell, Ruthless
“I’d always assumed I wouldn’t get serious with a man for years yet, much less fall in love with one. Damn it. My heart’s going rogue, off book, off script, off goddamn whatever, and I have no idea how to stop it.”
Gina L. Maxwell, Ruthless
“That’s what it was supposed to be, but then we started meeting up for morning workouts, which led to a joint trip to the GNC, and then we discovered we both play chess, which led to inviting him over for a game night, and then I quoted Mallrats but he didn’t get it, which led to a movie enlightenment mission and several movie-at-home nights…” I trail off, leaving the “etcetera etcetera” unspoken. Huffing out an exasperated sigh, I explain, “The more we hung out together, the more couple-y we got, and before I knew it we were buying extra toothbrushes to keep at our apartments and doing silly shit like giving each other keys. Add in the most amazing porn star sex ever, and it’s apparently enough for me to want to have his puppy.”

“You mean baby.”

“God, no. You know better than that. I’m not the nurturing type.”

“Yeah, well, you also used to say you weren’t the falling in love type, either.”

I narrow my eyes at her. “No one likes a wise-ass, Janey.”

“Maybe not, but sometimes a hard-ass like you needs a wise-ass like me.”
Gina L. Maxwell, Ruthless