Ladies, ladies, ladies,” Hugh Shagginess said as he strode into the room with his son in his arms. “There is plenty of this baby – and his poop – to go around.

— Samantha Chase

Matt hissed her name as she moved above him, sliding along the hardened length of him. “What is it you want, baby?” he asked, his voice gruff. “You,” she replied honestly. “I want more of you.” “You have me. All of me.

— Samantha Chase

Matt?” “Hmm?” “Kiss me.” He leaned in and rested his forehead against hers. “Sweetheart, I thought you’d never ask.

— Samantha Chase

Maybe we should go to JT's or bowling or something." The lopsided grin on Reece's face was probably just as sexy as his kiss, Alesha thought. Reaching for her hand, he gave it a gentle squeeze. "If that's what you really want to do, we'll do it, but I think we can control ourselves for the rest of the night." Then he winked. "If that's what you really want.

— Samantha Chase

Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

— Samantha Chase

Quinn shucked his jeans but left his boxers on as he crawled on the bed and covered her body - kissing her along the way. "I think one of us is still overdressed," he murmured. She couldn't help but tease him. "I was wondering why you left your boxers on." And then he rested his forehead against hers, closed his eyes, and smiled. "You're not going to make this easy, are you?" She shook her head. "I was hoping to make it... hard. Very, very hard.

— Samantha Chase

Reece?" she asked softly." Hmmm?"" Kiss me." And he did. There wasn't even a possibility of saying no.

— Samantha Chase

Rest is highly overrated," she said as she rained tiny kisses all over his throat and chest.

— Samantha Chase

Right now, all he wanted --- almost more than his next breath --- was to have Darcy in his bed. Under him.

— Samantha Chase

Rob had been her first lover, and she had been his. It was always amazing to her that when all her friends spoke of losing their virginity, they all said how awkward it was, but with Rob it had been beautiful. They had been so in love at seventeen and so confident of their future together that making love had been as natural to them as the simple act of breathing.

— Samantha Chase