Skye Jordan > Quotes

“I don’t have to see you,” he said, his own breaths fast now, “to know how fucking beautiful you are.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Tonight, baby, this is home.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Let me suck you off.” Her voice was soft but low, thick with desire. “I can and I want to.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“I don't want complicated. I don't want forever. I just want simple. No strings.

I'm offering you exactly what you want. No-strings, no-shame, no-limits, no-complications, wicked-good sex. Complete with a agreed-upon end date, a vow of secrecy, and an eight-thousand-mile anti-stalking guarantee when it's over.”
― Skye Jordan, Ricochet

“Want? Yes, she whispered, her eyes sliding closed. Yes I want to keep you more than I want to breathe.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“And while I do love coffee - both the scent...and the taste - I have no doubt I'd prefer the scent...and the taste...of something...more personal.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“When her eyes fluttered open, he murmured, “Next time…”—he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked her taste from his fingers—“I’m going to do this all again—with my mouth.”
― Skye Jordan, Rebel

“Christ, the way he moved. He made her see stars. He didn’t thrust. He rocked. Undulated. Varied pressure. Moved her hips to his strokes. Like a dance. The same way he kissed. This wasn’t a fuck. It was an art.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“It’s exhausting,” he said. “Isn’t it?”
Her gaze slid to his mouth, and just that little spark of heat in her expression created the fire low in his gut. “What?”
“Resisting.”
― Skye Jordan, Ricochet

“I’m a fucking train wreck, baby, I admit it. But … I want to be better. I want to be the kind of man you need.”
― Skye Jordan, Ricochet

“His mouth closed, his tongue moved, and Lexi’s mind disintegrated in pleasure. Jax didn’t just use a flick of his tongue or a little suckle of his lips. Jax ate her. He used his entire mouth in a fervent attack, taking her in, licking and stroking every inch of her until she thought she’d come apart, only to stop just before she exploded and slowly suck her out of his mouth. He stroked her with his hand, separated her with his fingers, then dove back in with his full, open mouth, repeating the exquisite torture until she was writhing against the wall, panting his name. “You wanted me to savor you…inside…little Lexi.” He released her hips. “Let everything go and ride my mouth.” When he put his mouth back to her this time, he thrust his tongue up inside her. “Oh fuck.” She grabbed the corner of the wall with one hand, his head with the other, and let his hands guide her hips to his mouth. He pulled her hips forward each time he drove his tongue inside, then held her against his mouth while he stroked and sucked. “Jax.” It was too much. Too damn much. It was crazy, amazing, blistering pleasure. “Jax. Jax.” He thrust into her, hummed, and rubbed his face against her pussy. The friction sent her skyward, and she splintered. Pleasure knifed through every part of her body, filling, overflowing, then bursting.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“I know”—he lowered his voice and stepped closer, now only six inches away—“that any man who’d had you give his cock a chocolate massage, then watched you suck off every last trace of it like a lollipop, wouldn’t be able to think of anything else when they looked at you.”
― Skye Jordan, Ricochet

“Let everything go and ride my mouth.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“It’s easy to screw around with people you don’t care about. There’s nothing at stake. But playing that game with someone who fills a special place in your life? Someone who could leave a hole in your heart if he vanished? That’s a huge risk. Even more so to a woman who is extremely sensitive.”
― Skye Jordan, Rebel

“This was a woman who loved to suck cock. And the difference from a woman who did it as a favor or a chore was indescribable.”
― Skye Jordan, Rebel

“He broke the kiss. “If you don’t stop,” he murmured, “I’m going to come in your hand.” She met his eyes. Hers were gold and dazzling with heavy lids when she whispered, “I’ll lick you off my fingers.” “Good God…” This had to be a dream. One he didn’t want to wake up from. “Where the fuck did you come from?”
― Skye Jordan, Ricochet

“When her sounds of pleasure faded and she grew heavy in his arms, he pulled from her body and raised his hand to slide a finger wet with her juices down her neck. When her eyes fluttered open, he murmured, “Next time…”—he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked her taste from his fingers—“I’m going to do this all again—with my mouth.”
― Skye Jordan, Rebel

“He broke the kiss. “If you don’t stop,” he murmured, “I’m going to come in your hand.” She met his eyes. Hers were gold and dazzling with heavy lids when she whispered, “I’ll lick you off my fingers.”
― Skye Jordan, Ricochet

“Then imagine”—he told her, pushing harder, half hoping she shoved him off and walked away, half hoping she told him to take her right then—“because I talk as dirty as I fight, and I fuck as hard as I play.”
― Skye Jordan, Quick Trick

“JAX: I like secret sex in naughty places, and naughty places to have secret sex. JAX: I like the kind of sex that includes sliding my tongue into all your very tight spaces. JAX: I like any kind of sex that drives animalistic sounds from your throat.”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“You’re going to let me fuck you with my hands. You’re going to let me fuck you with my mouth. You’re going to let me fuck you with my cock.” He paused. “You’re going to let me fuck you with any other random thing I decide will bring you screaming orgasmic pleasure.”
― Skye Jordan, Quick Trick

“He sucked at this shit. He’d always been the one wanting less. Now he wanted more, none of which he could have – not only because Rachel was denying it, but because of who he was. And who he wasn’t.”
― Skye Jordan, Ricochet

“I can’t wait to get my mouth on you,” he whispered, kissing her temple, her hair. “Lick you everywhere … Thank God we have all night, because before the sun comes up, baby, I’m going to have tasted every…literal…inch of you.”
― Skye Jordan, Ricochet

“I’ve always had a problem sharing my toys.”
― Skye Jordan, Rebel

“with hatred in the shadow of his ball cap brim as”
― Skye Jordan, Reckless

“Baby, you’re the first woman I’ve brought home since I learned to drive in high school.”
― Skye Jordan, Hot Puck

“We were opposites in so many ways, but we loved each other in spite of our differences. We loved each other’s unique personalities, you know? There is something really special about that kind of relationship, where you’re so completely different, but are still the best of friends.”
― Skye Jordan, Riptide

“Where are your demons, Mr. Devil? Surely you want to go play with them in the dungeon, or purgatory, or some other equally evil room in the back.” Another one of his sexy chuckles brushed the air. “This devil sent his demons away to play on their own. I've got a sudden taste for something more…heavenly…tonight.”
― Skye Jordan, Relentless

“We had a rocky intro. I’d like a chance to show you my better side. I sometimes chill at Top Shelf after home games. Or call me for a more private meeting.’” She flipped the card over. “‘Our schedules probably aren’t overly compatible, but I’d love to sneak in a stolen moment with you.’” Tori read off a phone number. “And in parentheses underneath it says, ‘My personal cell. Please don’t share.”
― Skye Jordan, Hot Puck

“Like how you lied about not using me as a rebound fuck,” he said, voice tight and rising. “Like how you came here with a deliberate plan to fuck me out of your system then move three-fucking-thousand miles away.”
― Skye Jordan, Dirty Score