Real Good Love Quotes

“The next time you wait twenty-four hours to answer me and have me thinking all the awful fucking things that could’ve happened to you in New York, I swear I will put you over my lap and spank some goddamned sense into you.”

I should probably be annoyed, but his threat turns me on more than anything. I’m also not about to let him forget how this whole situation came about.

“Maybe, just maybe, you might want to think twice the next time you answer your door in a towel to a woman who wants your dick.”

“I wouldn’t give a single fuck if she showed up naked at my door on her knees. The only woman I want is you.”

Lust and adrenaline burn through my veins as I smile. “I know.”

His eyes widen a fraction. “What do you mean, you know?”

“If you feel half of what I’m feeling, then you’re so in love with me, you wouldn’t notice if she twerked on your dick in the middle of church.”
― Meghan March, Real Good Love

“That’s right, ladies. I like dick. Lots of dick. Luckily for me, I’m getting the good dick. But even more luckily for you, I can make sure you get the good dick too. Orgasms for everyone!”
A slow clap starts, and my eyes cut to the door where Julianne stands.
“Oh. My. God. That was fucking priceless.”
“You can take your boxes, but we don’t need any of your disgraceful things here.” Emmy spins and heads for the back.
I make a move to follow her, but pause when another round of slow clapping starts. I turn back to see six of the women in the group of retirees standing.


“Don’t listen to her, honey. We want the good dick too,” one says.”
― Meghan March, Real Good Love

“You’re in love with me.”
“You’re the best man I’ve ever met, Logan Brantley. Of course I am.”
― Meghan March, Real Good Love

“If you feel half of what I’m feeling, then you’re so in love with me, you wouldn’t notice if she twerked on your dick in the middle of church.”
― Meghan March, Real Good Love

“You’re it for me, Banner. The one. I’d given up on finding the perfect woman for me, but you showed me I hadn’t been looking in the right place. Who knew I had to go all the way to New York City?”
― Meghan March, Real Good Love

“A drop of water slides between his pecs and down his tight, flat stomach. Suddenly, the will to move springs into my limbs, if only to chase that droplet with my tongue.
“It’s not fair that you can look that good after stepping out of the shower. I should have a CLOSED FOR BUSINESS sign over my vagina after last night, but now I want to climb you.”
Logan’s grin doesn’t help smother my urge.
“My dick should be broken from how many times we went at it last night, but one look at you all curled up in my bed will always get me hard again, Bruce. You’re fucking beautiful, no makeup, wild hair, and that sexy hunger in your eyes.”
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― Meghan March, Real Good Love

“When I reach the doorway, I stop and thank every higher power for putting this woman in my life.
Because, holy fucking Christ, there is nothing I did to deserve this.
Banner is spread out on top of my sheets like some kind of fantasy come to life, wearing nothing but a scrap of red lace that she might call a bra, but I can see her nipples through. Her legs are splayed wide, and there’s a toy buried inside her pussy. Her eyes are closed as she throws her head back and lets out a moan.
She doesn’t even realize I’m here, and she’s already getting off. Naughty girl.”
― Meghan March, Real Good Love

“Did you even stop to eat?” As soon as my question is out, another thought follows. Emmy Harris better not try anything while I’m gone. We covered the pie situation, but I wouldn’t put anything past her.

Logan Brantley is nobody’s fool and picks up on my tone. “What are you really asking?”

I’m not beating around the bush. “Did Betty Crocker Barbie try to bring you a picnic basket tonight because I’m not around?”
― Meghan March, Real Good Love

“I fucking love you, Banner.”
“I brought the lube,”
“You’re going to kill me, woman.”
“Only in the best way possible.”
― Meghan March, Real Good Love