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“Now it's my turn to give you advice." The tightened his grip, eliminating any doubt about whether he was as ready for this as she was. "Any time you're talking about having hot, dirty sex that makes you come so hard your whole world turns neon, the last thing you want to bring into the conversation is the word 'little'".”

— Avery Flynn

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“Being this close to him was like sitting under a hotness heat lamp. In the desert. At high noon.”

— Avery Flynn

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“Being this close to him was like sitting under a hotness heat lamp. In the desert. At high noon.”
— Avery Flynn

“And suddenly, her day turned into the kind that explained why God invented chocolate, comfy pants, and booze.”

— Avery Flynn

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“And suddenly, her day turned into the kind that explained why God invented chocolate, comfy pants, and booze.”
— Avery Flynn

“Time for a showdown with her mutinous brewmaster. She'd tried nice. She'd tried all business. She'd tried cajoling. Now, it was time to try bitch with big brass balls.”

— Avery Flynn

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“Time for a showdown with her mutinous brewmaster. She'd tried nice. She'd tried all business. She'd tried cajoling. Now, it was time to try bitch with big brass balls.”
— Avery Flynn

“In her career, she'd closed multi-million dollar deals without a hint of nerves. Now she needed a jumbo-sized bottle of antacids just to get out of her car. Or a double shot of whiskey. God, she was losing it.”

— Avery Flynn

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“She hadn't just drunk the Salvation Kool-Aid - she'd started to brew her own.”

— Avery Flynn

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“She hadn't just drunk the Salvation Kool-Aid - she'd started to brew her own.”
— Avery Flynn

“Her skin glowed in dawn's soft light sneaking in through curtains, and she stretched her arms up toward the ceiling in a move that elongated everything above her waist and below his belt.”

— Avery Flynn

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“Her skin glowed in dawn's soft light sneaking in through curtains, and she stretched her arms up toward the ceiling in a move that elongated everything above her waist and below his belt.”
— Avery Flynn

“He'd started falling for her the moment she walked into Devil's Dip Gym. She'd KO'd him and there was no going back.”

— Avery Flynn

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“He'd started falling for her the moment she walked into Devil's Dip Gym. She'd KO'd him and there was no going back.”
— Avery Flynn

“It's a small closet."... "It's a walk-in the size of Rhode Island," he teased... "Isn't that just like a man to exaggerate the size of something?”

— Avery Flynn

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“It's a small closet."... "It's a walk-in the size of Rhode Island," he teased... "Isn't that just like a man to exaggerate the size of something?”
— Avery Flynn

“She dropped her head, touching his forehead with hers, and rolled her hips, not bothering or not able to keep quiet her sweet little mewl of pleasure. Her heat seeped into him, trapping him in the moment...”

— Avery Flynn

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“Do you sleep in your suits, too?"He dragged his gaze from the sweater she held up to her and completed a slow perusal starting at her totally reasonable three-and-a-half-inch metallic silver heels, up her bare calves, across the fitted pear-green pencil skirt, over her winter-white cashmere sweater and stopping briefly on her lips before reaching her eyes. She'd been stark naked, pressed up against a sixteenth-floor window, having one of the best orgasms of her life from a lover-s tongue and hadn't been as turned on as she was at that moment. Fire licked its way across her skin, flicking at all of her sensitive spots until her entire body vibrated."Do I sleep in my suits? Do you really want to know?" he asked, his voice low with just enough dominating arrogance in it to make her shiver.”

— Avery Flynn

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“Not Mr. Rasmussen. Call me Dom. I really think we should be on a first-name basis, since you know that I strip off my suit every night and get into bed wearing nothing at all.".”

— Avery Flynn

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“Not Mr. Rasmussen. Call me Dom. I really think we should be on a first-name basis, since you know that I strip off my suit every night and get into bed wearing nothing at all.".”
— Avery Flynn