Robin Bielman Quotes

She'd forgotten how the gentle glide of lips could make her entire body feel wanted. Needed. Cherished.

He just wanted to be near her. Spend enough time with her that her scent stayed on his skin.

Everything I've done and everything I've learned is so I can be worthy of you

He was acutely aware of her chest rising and falling as she tortured him with silence for several seconds before finally opening her baby blues and saying, "That Was Epic." Then she broke into a fit of laughter.

Because he kissed like a god. If there was such a thing as a god of kissing.

Hurry," she breathed. "I need you to fill me up."
"Baby, I'm gonna do more than that.

Regret isn't real. It's something invented to punish ourselves

Oh, crap.
The last person she wanted to run into this morning when she had to be super-professional was Hot Pool Guy. Before she had a chance to hide behind a plant or something, his gaze connected with hers and held her hostage.
He flashed a smile and headed her way. Shit. She got to her feet thinking she'd say a quick hello before telling him she was meeting someone and excuse herself. Look away from those amazing dark eyes before you get yourself in trouble. She forced her attention down.
And found a logo on the breast pocket of his white polo shirt.
Word.
Heritage.
Fund.
Kill her now.

You are so going down for that." He grabbed the keys and headed back to the road. "When you least expect it," he added over his shoulder.
"I'm shaking in my shoes," she called out.
"You're not wearing any."
"Exactly."
Damn, he liked this girl.

I don't bite, Lucy.
She wanted him to. She wanted him to bite and suck and nibble and have his wicked way with her. She had a feeling he did things to a girl that made her body so turned on it took hours to turn off.

Oh my god."

He didn't turn or say anything even though the frustration in Honor's voice made it difficult.

"My pants are stuck. I don't think I can get them off without some help. Jesus, wet jeans are heavy and uncooperative."

A grin stretched across his face. "You want my help?"

She let out a deep breath. "Yes, but you have to close your eyes."

"You going commando tonight?" he teased.

"No, but…"

He shut his eyes and turned. She took his outstretched hand and tugged him down to the ground. Once there, she helped him latch on to the bunched up denim at her thighs, he guessed. Do not peek, Bishop. Do not peek.
"But?"

"My panties are white and now see-through and there's not a lot to them."

"Gotcha." There wasn't a red-blooded man alive who wouldn't peek. "Let's get these off you." He pulled, she pushed and wiggled, and he got the pants to her feet in no time.

"Thank you," she said, a little out of breath.

"No problem."

"Bryce!"

"What?" Christ, she had sexy legs, and the barely-there material at their juncture left little to the imagination, so his thoughts leaped to about a dozen dirty scenarios.

"Your eyes are open!

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Charlie had kissed a lot of guys. And Connor's kiss had been the best ever.
Ever, ever, ever.

Oh my god! Oh no, no, no, no. The condoms. Hugh had seen the condoms. She wanted to bury her head under the covers and never come out.

She'd jumped out of plenty of planes. Albeit with a parachute in place, but she pushed that worry aside.

Wow," Clay said. "Never thought I'd see the day a woman walked away from you. And in the middle of a the desert." He cracked up and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. "I'm definitely tweeting this.

God, you smell good. Your pheromones are a definite mating call to mine.

Goldilocks in the flesh. He zoned out for a second, lost in the smooth texture of her skin, so he had zero time to react when the bikini top flying through the air hit him in the chest ...
She contemplated the ground for a second. "I'd like my top back, please."
"I don't know," he teased. "It could be construed as a deadly weapon.

I'm in awe of you, Rowan Palotay," he said softly. "And plan to make love to you for the rest of the night, but right now, I want you to be a good cowgirl and ride me."
His finger hooked around the string of her panties, and he tugged them down and off. "The boots stay on.

She didn't need a man. She wanted one.

My date the next night brought a sock puppet with him. A. Sock. Puppet. And he talked to me with it" ...
"It completely freaked me out," Kalani continued. "I made it through drinks and that was more than enough. I told the guy it was a good thing he had one good hand left because if this was his usual MO for dates, he was going to need it.

Suffering loss isn't easy and it's important to mourn. After that, acceptance makes you stronger but also kinder, especially with yourself, and that changes everything." Ro

Darlin', I do some of my best work on my ass.

If I stay, it's going to be in your bed."
Her pounding heart relaxed, the fear that he'd reject her floating away like tiny grains of sand in the wind. "I know."
"And we're not going to sleep."
"I'm good with that, too.

He softly kissed her lips. I'm going to rock your world tonight, and then I'm going to do it again. Only different. You're going to come undone, Sophie, every which way you can, and i won't stop until you do.

He wanted nothing to do with her. He wanted everything to do with her.

The feel of him would forever be etched in her memory.And cause an eternity of torment.

I want to spend the rest of my days with you by my side. I'm on this earth to breathe your air. There's no one else I want to surrender to, fight for, be with. No one has ever made me feel the way you do." He paused. "You scare the shit out of me at the same time you make me feel invincible. You are the love of my life.

Put McCall and I together and nothing can stop us. ...
That's what he wanted. A woman to stand by him and conquer whatever they set their mind to.

Her problem came in the shape of a man with blue eyes, blond stubble on his jaw, and a body made for indecent positions.

She wanted
needed
a McCall induced orgasm.
And if he kept kissing her like she was the sexiest thing in the world, she might have one in the next half a minute.

He moved against her. Not in a hungry-for- food way, but in a hungry-for-her way.

I've got major skills and can definitely hold my own.

Connor couldn't be sure, but he thought he heard him mumble, First Dean, then McCall. These boys are dropping like flies.

Find yourself in the present. See the possibilities right in front of you and hold on tight to the ones tou want to keep.

As nice an offer as that was, I'm afraid I'm not interested."
"I see the job as your only chance for survival.

What if pretending is interfering with the person you're meant to be?" he said.

Feel free to check out the hotel and talk to the staff," he said slipping out of bed. "And I'm happy to give you an up-close look at what we're doing." When she didn't answer, he glanced over his shoulder. Then cleared his throat.
Her attention jumped from his ass to his face. "Sorry, what did you say/"
"I said
"
She sat up, letting the sheet fall to her waist. And damn if she wasn't the most gorgeous thing with her creamy skin, pert breasts, and mussed hair.
He moaned like a guy totally whipped and stalked back to the bed where he climbed on top of her.
"Connor." She giggled and wiggled beneath him. Her arms went around his neck. "What are you doing?"
"Forgetting the time." He kissed her and didn't leave until they'd both had their fill.

There was no place else she'd rather be than slow-dancing on a beach with the sexiest, sweetest, most attentive man she'd ever been with.

He took in the bubbles covering her and smiled. "I think that's enough."
"Enough?"
"To get me clean." Taking one step forward, he slipped and slided up and down the length of her body.

This is me, asking a risk-taker like you to trust me. To let me love you until I take my last breath. These were my last solo flights. From now on I want to wing everything with you and only you.

Fear isn't real. It's something we create when we think about what could happen.

Give me a few minutes," he said, sounding tired but happy, "before I make good on my promises."
She circled his nipple with her finger. "That's a pretty short recovery time."
"You inspire me.

I think you could wear a paper bag and still look good.

Montana should come with a surgeon general warning that it's addictive. The sky is big and blue, and the air is always fresh and crisp and scented with pine. There's a frontier spirit, but also a calmness, beauty in the landscape that slows your pulse.

The only time I get to be alone is while traveling."
"Except this week," Charlie said.
He turned his head and she saw herself reflected in his shades. "True. And you're not at all what I expected."
Not that Connor had had any idea what to expect. But he would've preferred if she hadn't been the beautiful blonde who wore skimpy red bikini tops and starred in his dreams last night.

He wanted to spend every day with her.
Every.Day.Until his last one.

You're nervous around me. I don't bite." He turned his head and swept a gaze over her that went from head to toe and back again. "Unless you like that sort of thing.

I love you, Sid. You're my home. The person I want to share every day with starting right now

Grocery shopping. Troy hated it. Every time he and a couple of the guys went to buy food for the station he was hit on. The produce aisle was especially dangerous. He refused to buy zucchini anymore.

He wanted to dip his head and press featherlight kisses there.Wanted to breathe her in.

Girls fell all over him. Guys bought him beers.
... Women eager to say they've been Zaned. You know there're T-shirts that say I've been ZANED.

I just watched this documentary on the mating habits of whiptail lizards and trust me, if those things can make it happen, you can too, my friend.

For the record, you would've been my first one night stand.

I want to lick his accent right off his mouth,

You deserve to be cherished, Sid, your body worshipped with tenderness ... "
"We have all night for that," she said in a sultry whisper she didn't recognize. The red-hot desire thrumming through her wasn't like anything she'd experienced before.
'I'm excellent at all night.

With a gentle touch, she brushed the hair off his forehead. "I was sort of hoping you'd be a little more relaxed today."
He took her hand and kissed it.
"I'm very relaxed."
"Finally?" She raised her eyebrows and snuggled closer.
"You feel a little stiff."
And getting stiffer by the second. He had zero control around this woman. "We should probably do something about that.

You're what I've been looking for my whole life, and if you let me, I'll love you for the rest of yours.

I want to breathe you in, every inch of you

I'm here for your pants and shoes.

He's definitely not one for negotiation, no matter how hard I've tried."
"You try asking him naked?"
Tess choked on her Irish coffee. "I beg your pardon?"
"Men can't think straight when a woman's naked. Something about their brain cells getting jumbled. And then their favorite word become 'yes

I want to go slow, baby, I really do," he whispered at the side of her neck. "But I'm not going to be able to this first time."
"Thank heavens.

I should have told you the minute I saw you that you look beautiful. I do love the way you look tonight.

Busted," she said. "You pretend to be all rough and tough, but on the inside you're a big softie."
"I guarantee you there is nothing soft

I've found the best treasure... You.

Zane, she breathed, and in the back of his mind, he thought, This woman. I want this woman to say my name on the caress of a kiss a thousand more times.

Bliss braided it's way through her, explosive and terrifying. Every pain she'd endured over the years disappeared from memory. Their mouths made seamless, perfect fit. Every tilt, every breath, every tangle of their tongues was as if she'd found where she belonged.

Bacon even tastes good in the shower.

He caught her elbow before she'd taken more than a few steps. "Are you walking home?"
"Yes."
"It's," he glanced at his watch, "nine o'clock."
She shrugged out of his hold and continued on her way. "The Boogeyman doesn't come out until ten, so I'm good.

Charlie swallowed. He was gloriously sexy. The hottest man she'd ever seen with his sculpted chest and abs., narrow waist, long muscular legs dusted with dark brown hair. Her gaze roamed over every inch of him before settling on his erection. It was big, thick, and hard for her. Her mouth watered in anticipation.

I'm super sorry I slept so long. You should've nudged me or something.
Several somethings came to mind.

The feel of him made her forget all of her troubles, all the decisions weighing on her. She wanted to trade every sky dive, every bungee jump, every outdoor risk, for the thrill of being with him. A willingness to risk it all overwhelmed her.

Do you ever go out there when it's like this?" she said softly. "When it's almost dark and there's no one else in the water?"
"I do. It's nice being alone out there."
"It doesn't make you feel lonely?"
"The ocean is a great companion.

Basically, dating is like climbing a volcano and you never know when it's going to erupt, dumping molten lava and burning you

Want to sleep over?

You've got sunscreen on, right?" ...
"You didn't get your back," Zane said, picking up a bottle of sunscreen and pouring some onto his hand.
Her legs almost gave out and her heart pounded in her ears. Zane Hollander was about to go where no man had gone before and lotion her back.

You're the only woman I'm seeing Honor.The only one I can't stop thinking about.

I think it's our obligation to play, Honor. It's just a game, so can I kiss you?

Zane Hollander stood in profile a few feet away. Sophie's breath caught. Up close, he looked like he'd been carved from the most glorious, most gorgeous stone on the planet. His blond hair was straight, on the longer side and sticking up in GQ messiness. Square jaw, high cheekbones, perfect nose. Then he turned and pierced her with ice-blue eyes that knocked her off-balance.
Literally.
She tripped over her own feet and face-planted right into the sand.

Take off your dress. Leave the pumps on. Lie down with your hands above your head, don't move ... oh sweet sugar snaps!

She picked up a taco, took a big bite, and moaned as it made its way down to her stomach. "I want to marry this taco."
"Lucky taco."
Honor stilled. That voice. That one-of-a-kind masculine scent. Bryce stood right behind her.

I want to be in the water with you again, nani girl. Her knees went weak and trembles raced down her spine. Beautiful girl had been a special nickname only he used.

Don't clutter your life with things that bring you down. Focus on the things that life you up.

I need you, Erin. You're my last hope.

Sex does a body good." ...
"I suggest a daily dose then.

Water droplets streamed down her face and clung to her eyelashes. She blinked up at him with mischief in her eyes, and the urge to kiss her overwhelmed him. Not like he had in the closet, with care and discretion, but with hunger and passion and pent up desire. He wanted to take her bottom lip between his teeth and deal with the consequences later.

You're an angel to my devil and I should stay away from you, but I can't.

When I'm inside you, buried so deep I'm the only thing that exists in your world, that's when I'm not going to go slow. It's going to be fast and hard because I'm going to lose my mind.

The cute little fish had big eyes and a rounded body with black polka dots and fins on either side of him that fluttered like hummingbird wings.
"He's staring at me."
"He knows a beautiful thing when he sees it.

I've always had this fantasy of being at the top of a Ferris wheel with a gorgeous guy and having him kiss me."
"Really? That's your fantasy?"
"One of them." She narrowed her eyes, but it didn't diminish their light.
"And I fit the bill?" he said, unable to stop himself from moving his stare to her mouth. Christ, he wasn't expecting her to say any of that, but now that she had, he had the urge to fulfill all her fantasies.
"You asked." She shrugged and started to turn away.
He caught her jaw and tilted it up to his. "Do you want me to kiss you?"
Long, dark eyelashes reached the arch of her brows. "We shouldn't"
"That's not what I asked."
She squirmed, her breath caught.
"Yes," she whispered.

His dimples should come with an advisory label: Will cause hearts to flutter and panties to spontaneously combust.