I’ve never seen a man go after a woman like that. Holy sh*t, it’s like porn with the romance..

The heart is a hollow muscle, and it will beat billions of times during our lives. About the size of a fist, it has four chambers: two Atria and two ….

It feels like he's marking me. Like he's preparing me for something monumental. That could both change and ruin my life..

My body melts into his hard one until his strong arm, coiled around my small waist, is all that hols me upright. I don't know if I'm bad for him, or ….

His dark hair is perfectly recklessly up today, those tanned muscles flexing as he extends out his arms and does his little turn. And here I am, my b….

There's an awful video of me on YouTube.com, titled Dumas, her life is over! which was taped by some amateur during my first Olympic tryouts and has ….

You’ve claimed me, little firecracker. You kicked a pair of two hundred pound men’s asses. I will never get over that. You kicked my whores out. Pete….

You can't, Brooke, you can't leave. You're mine.

I need her with me. She goes where I go..

If you can come to my fight, you can come in my arms..

You think you need me, little firecracker?” The gruff question travels all the way through me, and I have to press my thighs together to stop the tre….

I promise. I promise, you have my heart, and you have me. You will always have me..

Larger than life itself, and I can’t even believe this striking creature was once a little bit mine..

There he is, a woman's living, breathing fantasy, doing his slow, cocky turn, spiky black hair, darkly tanned chest, dimpled smile-killer smile-all i….

I wanted a girl as perfect as Brooke, and instead, she gave me something I never knew I wanted: something perfect that looks like me..

Kick and claw all you like. Scream. Hit me. Curse the f*ck out of me. You won't sleep anywhere but with me tonight..

I can see he thinks he's the ultimate creation, and he seems to believe every woman here is his Eve, created from his ribcage for him to enjoy. I'm b….

His eyes glow in the shadows as he slides the soft liquid semen dripping down my thigh in a path leading back into my swollen entry, as if he doesn't….

Remy you're my king." I hug him hard. "There's no chess game for me without you..

Remington Tate, I swear to you—I swear—that when I’m able to get up from this stupid bed and run again, you’re always, always, going to be the one th….

Why won't you take me, Remington?" He groans and pulls me closer. "Because I want you too much"..