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I shagged my sex god boss whilst my husband was on holiday with his secret mistress' has a certain ring to it.

You said something to me" ...
"I know" ...
"Don't say it again ... Because I won't say it back" ...
"I know that too

To the moon and back, English.

I could love you, Dylan Day."
He kissed her again, open-mouthed, his hands in her hair. "I could love you too.

No. No, you're not like him," she spat. "You're your very own brand of fucked up, Lucien.

She didn't laugh, just dropped the bag inside the door. You asked me to stay with you until Sunday. I'm all yours.

The man was a walking, talking poster boy for his own sinfully sexy empire.

You fit me, Kara," he said. "You know every fucked up part of me, and you still see someone you can love.

This was goodbye. The best, longest, sexiest goodbye kiss ever ...

Was there a degenerate sex goddess lurking beneath her innocent skin?

You deserve better. You deserve to be adored, and you deserved to be fucked until you can't stand up.

I've quit.
I didn't get your resignation letter. Invite me in.

They say the best way to get over a man is to get under another one

It's my downfall. I like sugar. I like fast cars. I like sexy men.

They were lovers, except without the love. It was about sex. Amazing, fantastic, not-ready-to-walk-away-from-it-yet sex.

I love every beautiful fucking inch of you, Sophie Black.

Would it help if we fucked? Sophie laughed and put her hands to her cheeks in shock.

Of all the emotions Lucien Knight had aroused in her over the last few days, the one thing she hadn't expected to feel was protective.

The girl was eighty percent kitten and twenty percent lioness, and he considered it his mission to make her roar.

You're not leaving me." Her voice steadied as she took the bag from him and stepped back. "I'm leaving you.

You're wasted on the occasional bout of missionary sex with a disinterested man.

I don't want to wake up and find you're not really here, he whispered, not yet opening his eyes.

It's not okay." He spoke jerkily, painfully. "I will hurt you, and I will leave you, and I will cheat on you.

I meant every word of it, Dylan Day. Lie to me and I'll cut your cock off and pickle it.

You look utterly fuckable.

The egg was vibrating, and not the egg on her plate. Astounded and flustered, she picked her fork up swiftly ...

What happens in Paris stays in Paris, and all that. Just sayin'.

Okay, okay. No kissing. No touching. No flirting. He touched his fingers to his forehead in mock salute.

There's absolution and purity to fucking that strips people back to their primal core.

I want sex with you now, but that doesn't mean I'm going to want sex with you for the rest of my life.