Mmm Romance Quotes

“Finlay snorted. "Fuck, if you keep on being so precious I'm really going to fall for you."
Folke froze in the midst of moving away to shrug off his chore coat. Both his lovers had grown silent and the air taut with uncertainty. Maybe even regret.
He wanted to ask, did you mean to say that?
More urgently, do you mean it?
Blurted, "Then my plan is falling into place.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“I’ve had a wonderful time, he wanted to say. Hoping Darach would catch the hint, that he wanted to continue, but elsewhere. Preferably in the privacy of their home.
“This wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,” Folke blurted instead.
Thank goodness his lover had a sense of humour, expelling it against his mouth in short bursts.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“Better not close them,” he said in a murmur so low, Folke wouldn’t have heard him if he weren’t right by his ear. “I want to look into those baby blues when I fuck you.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“He had plenty of books. There was no need to get more.
Footfalls came up behind him.
Rereading never hurt anyone, in fact it was fun. It let him pick up details previously missed. No need to go all the way to town and be around people.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“Folke sat in the car.
Alone, with Darach.
Thomas was out to shop for supplies, and Finlay. . . He didn’t know where Finlay had gone. So it was just him and Darach and very little space between them. The excuse Folke had come up with, quietly to himself, was that he expected Finlay to squeeze in any moment now.
Yet those moments ticked by. The rain pattered the rooftop.
And Darach smelled of wilderness, and he was warm. His breaths serene while Folke’s rabid heart threatened to give away…
What?
Between the throbbing of his skull and longing to return to the cottage, Folke burned with a need to reach out. Discover all the indentations Darach’s hand featured. How pronounced his knuckles were. If there were any scars.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“Finlay murmured, “We’ll have you begging for both of us in no time,” into his hair.
Words that had Folke gripping more fiercely at Darach’s shoulders, thoughts turning hysterical with the idea of both men inside him.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“That was a risky thing ye did, Folke.”
He swallowed harshly, sliding his rebuttals back into the chamber. Ready and willing to fire.
“You’re the one who left a mark.”
“Aye.” A scrape of Darach’s chair. “An’ I’ll do it again.” His footsteps rounded the table, drawing close. “And again.” Folke’s heartbeat reared inside his rib cage. “As many times as it takes.” Breath hot over his ear. Teeth sharp on the shell. “Until it’s permanent.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“Lawyer?” Cade paused in his pizza path of destruction to gulp some soda. “Who needs a lawyer?” Tegan and Vic stared at him until the realization dawned. “I need a lawyer?” “I’m really glad you agree with that,” Tegan said smoothly.”
― S.E. Jakes