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1 " I’ll wash. Looks like brute strength is required.”Matilda wasn’t about to argue. Might as well put those ridiculous muscles to good use. “I doubt I could write them into submission somehow.”“No,” Tanner agreed, heading to the sink and flicking on the taps, intent on filling the industrial size sink and agitating the water as he squirted in some detergent. “You could, however, write about how I heroically and uncomplainingly scrubbed pots for hours while being witty and charming all at the service of some of the city’s less fortunate.”“You want me to add in how woodland animals came in from the alley to befriend you? "
― Amy Andrews , Playing by Her Rules (Sydney Smoke Rugby, #1)
2 " Tanner Stone was way too sure of himself. Too many women had been letting him have it all his own way. "
3 " Not even an advancing All Blacks haka could have dragged him away from the swing of her ass "
4 " How dare he look so freaking smug like he’d just ticked an item off a sex list? Going down on Matilda. Check. "
5 " She shut her eyes to block out the image. This was all kinds of madness. “Tanner.” Matilda opened her eyes at the sound of her voice. It was deep and ragged, almost a growl. Maybe a plea.“Tanner, what?” he asked, his voice as husky as hers as he flicked his gaze to her face. “Tanner, stop? Tanner, leave?” He slid a hand low on her stomach, the muscles beneath tensing in anticipation. “Tanner touch me?” A lazy finger stroked the skin just above the waist band of her boxers, the sensation coursing white hot need straight between her legs. "
6 " A saint? Tanner Stone was the anti-Christ. "
7 " I tackle guys three times your size for a living. I can handle whatever you throw at me. "
8 " Better than an orgasm? Clearly the woman was having lousy orgasms. "
9 " If you think I haven’t been fantasising about your mouth around my cock, then you’re crazy "
10 " This was screwing. One hundred percent pissed-off, nail-raking, neck-biting, wall-fucking screwing. "
11 " You’ve shaped me into this woman I never wanted to be. There are bits of myself I don’t even like. "
12 " I like this skirt. Makes a guy wonder just how to get a girl out of it. "
13 " As if your ego needs any more stroking. If it took form right now it’d be a giant hard on. "
14 " You treated me like a fool and you played with my heart, like it was one of your damn footballs. "
15 " It’s been a long time,” he murmured, prowling towards her, drawing to a halt just out of reaching distance.Not long enough. Not nearly long enough as the incredible mix of soap, deodorant, and cologne he wore so well had her body responding like he was an original glazed Krispy Kreme. Still warm from the oven. Dear God...he did still smell good enough to eat. "