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41 " Despite the man’s intimidating mountain-man looks, Wallace dated men, women and some people who seemed to skate between genders. "
― Victoria Dahl , Real Men Will (Donovan Brothers Brewery, #3)
42 " She might not do it tonight, and she might not do it with that French boy, but she was going to get laid, and soon, because she was forty-three years old and she damn well needed it. "
― Victoria Dahl , Fanning the Flames (Jackson: Girls' Night Out, #0.5)
43 " So ... you like her, Gabe?' Lauren pressed.'Yes,' he answered, starting work on his spreadsheet again in an effort to stave off more questions.'She's great, isn't she?'Shit. A smile tugged at his mouth and Lauren was standing right next to him. No question she could see it. He tried to cover himself by changing the subject. "
― Victoria Dahl , Taking the Heat (Jackson: Girls' Night Out, #3)
44 " You take control, Emma," he whispered. The words tickled her ear, he spoke them so close. Shivers raced down her neck, down her chest and her belly. "Take control of me. Come to me." Her neck arched, wanting his mouth to bite her. "If you do Emma, I may give you what you want. Or I may offer more than you can handle. Risk. That's what you like, isn't it? So play with fire. Play with me. "
― Victoria Dahl , A Rake's Guide To Pleasure (Somerhart, #2)
45 " Merry started and shook her head. No, even if the man were naked and in her shower right now, she could never just climb in there and start manhandling him. Not even in a fantasy. Because what she'd really do is screw up the courage to slip into the shower naked, and then she'd stand there awkwardly while he soaped himself. She'd probably crack a joke. Then make an excuse about how crowded it was and just slip away. "
― Victoria Dahl , Too Hot to Handle (Jackson Hole, #2)
46 " She’d never felt more powerful. She wanted to do this again. In an hour. In the middle of the night. In the morning. She wanted to wake up like this, shaking and strong and whole and broken all at once. "
― Victoria Dahl , Flirting with Disaster (Jackson: Girl's Night Out, #2)
47 " but she beat that voice down and stomped on it with imaginary work boots. Those steel-toed monsters were good for something. "
― Victoria Dahl , Start Me Up (Tumble Creek, #2)
48 " You did not look like that on the basketball court in high school.” “Like what?” He shook his head. “I swim.” “To where?” The male ego kicked in, if a bit belatedly, and Quinn’s laughter sounded very pleased. “I swim sometimes when I can’t sleep.” “Mmm. Molly says you have insomnia.” “I do.” “I can see that. "
49 " A divorcée empty nester who didn’t regret her solitude? She was a goddamn unicorn of selfishness. "
50 " You're a regular prairie wife.""Yeah. It's amazing how a good blow job technique can really change a man's expectations of partnership. Hell, I'll even wear a sun bonnet and ring the dinner bell while I go down on him, if that's what it takes to be traditional. "
51 " Good Lord, I'm not the Virgin Mary. If he's got a job and a penis, he's already halfway up my scale. And I don't really care about the job. "
52 " Divorce hadn’t devastated her. She’d felt awful for her son, but God, she’d felt free, and she’d hoped that a happy mom was more important for Sawyer than a married one. "
53 " He was crushing. Hard. Veronica was cute and sweet and smart. And the sex was fucking fantastic. "
― Victoria Dahl
54 " And judging by what she’d been saying when he walked in, she was also fond of penises. He really couldn’t overlook such an important aspect of her personality. "
55 " In fact, I think you’re a genius, Quinn. And I think I’m a genius for picking you.” “Revisionist history. You didn’t pick me. I inserted myself into your sordid plan.” Lori grinned. “Right again. You are a genius at inserting yourself, Quinn Jennings. "
56 " In his eyes was everything she’d ever wanted as a girl, everything she’d given up on years before. Emma had grown weary of waiting for rescue. She’d had to rescue herself and she would never forget that. "
57 " rotated, "
58 " I'm a man of strong physical needs, but I'm clearly a romantic at heart. "
59 " But she’d begged before. She’d gotten on her knees and begged God to let things work out for them. To let her have what she wanted. And then...to let her forget she’d ever wanted it. She knew what begging sounded like. Weak and broken and so desperate you wished you were dead. "
― Victoria Dahl , Strong Enough to Love (Jackson Hole, #1.2)
60 " God, she loved a hairy male chest. "