Cowboy Quotes

That kiss was amazing. Our lips were meant to meet and do wicked things to each other.

~ Nicky Fox

Hank Knight asked questions about Jesse Rose and an item that was taken from her crib the night she was kidnapped. His questions led our lawyer to believe Hank had knowledge about the crime and possibly where Jesse Rose is now. I think he got too close to the truth. Too close to the kidnapper's accomplice. And if I'm right then you can help me prove it.

~ B.j. Daniels

Her gaze locked with his and she felt her heart quicken. Slowly, he bent his head until his lips were only a breath away from her own. She couldn't breathe. Didn't dare. She thought she would die if he didn't kiss her.

~ B.j. Daniels

She needed to come with an instructional manual. And one not written in Spanish.

~ Kelly Moran

Oh. Momma told me not to tell you that your bed squeaks. But I think you know, 'cause I could hear it this morning. Jake dropped his fork. Tor, for the first time Jake had ever seen, turned scarlet. Maureen looked at them both and sighed. Christmas is always so interesting with you, Mark.

~ Chris Owen

All the latchkey children cursed and smashed bottles, teased about underwear, and puffed on those unfiltered cigarettes that only the cowboys could roll.

~ Bremer Acosta

Funny how women are ashamed of their inner fairy whereas men are forever proudly displaying their inner cowboy or fireman

~ Dawn French

He needed a stiff drink. With a side of straightjacket.

~ Kelly Moran

I plan to use my hands, my mouth, and my cock to fuck that basic vanilla sex right outta you.

~ Lorelei James

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,and bitterly wept as we bore him along.For we all loved our comrade so brave, young and handsome, we all loved our comrade although he'd done wrong.The Cowboy's Lament

~ Leif Enger

The only thing I'm afraid of losing... is you.

~ Sara Humphreys

You are a spitfire of a woman, do you know that? You remind me of a horse that hasn't been broken yet. All skittish and full of wild energy.Are you for real? Her jaw fell open. Did you just compare me to a horse?

~ Sara Humphreys

Dakota started laughing. You wouldn't have anything back there to help me tame a punk-rock wild child with a disdain for cowboys, would you?

~ Sara Humphreys

She didn't know if she wanted to fight him or fuck him.

~ Sara Humphreys

Damn, girl. If I still breathed, I'd be suffocated by how much I want you.

~ Sara Humphreys

If she’d had any doubts he was a real deal country boy, they disappeared when he unabashedly stripped down to nothing—the sun had kissed his arms to mid-bicep, although his torso wasn’t without a faint tan. She’d thought lazily that maybe he had a pond. She’d like to go skinny dipping with him. Leap onto his back and wrap her legs around his lean hips. Hold on to his broad shoulders and press her naked breasts into his back and drift into the cool water together.As he opened his button-fly jeans, revealing snug briefs underneath, she’d whispered for him to stop. He was hard and sinewy in all the right places, with shadows and valleys she wanted to explore with her mouth and hands and eyes, but her touch first went to the line where dark faded to light on his arm, neatly following the curve of his muscles. “Nice farmer’s tan.

~ Zoe York

Every woman wants a cowboy.

~ B.j. Daniels

A tree.” She spotted one. It was hidden behind a much larger tree, its limbs misshapen in its attempt to fight for even a little sunlight in the shadow. “Dana has this tradition of giving a sad-looking tree the honor of being a Christmas tree.” She walked over to the small, nearly hidden tree. “I like this one. “It’s…” He laughed. “Ugly?” “No, it’s beautiful because it’s had a hard life. It’s struggled to survive against all odds and would keep doing that without much hope. But it has a chance to be something special.

~ B.j. Daniels

DJ saw the change in his expression the moment before he dropped the ax, reached out with his gloved hand and, cupping her neck, drew her to him. “I believe you owe me a kiss.

~ B.j. Daniels

Tom stood and cautiously walked over to where the thief lay. He kicked the Colt away from the dirty, lifeless fingers and muttered, “You made me waste a perfectly good breakfast, you manure-headed son of a bitch…

~ C.g. Faulkner

Could I be jealous of the way he was touching my horse? Yep ... I was.

~ Carly Kade

Mistletoe was her new favorite holiday decoration. She would have to hang some in the kitchen. All over the house. And keep the green stuff hanging until Easter. Or Thanksgiving.

~ Melissa Mcclone

She'll never be all the way tame, just the way she's made ... sorta like you, I imagine.

~ Carly Kade

He sauntered across the kitchen, six feet of male hotness and charm, heading in her direction like a drone missile locked on a target.

~ Melissa Mcclone

You're gonna have to hold on tight, because this rodeo is just getting started.

~ Joya Ryan

I must say, cowboy, I'm impressed. I was worried you could only handle eight seconds at a time.

~ Joya Ryan

You want a wild ride, J.J.? I'll give it to you, hard and slow until you scream my name.

~ Joya Ryan

Whatever it was that came over him that night pulled a cord—her laugh, or her surprise gasp slipping out to think he’d do something so bold.

~ Mary J. Mccoy-Dressel

I know what it’s like to be different. I’m a Native American in a white world.

~ Tamara Hoffa

Snuggle up with a hot fireman! Meet Tanner West.Sharon looked up into the most gorgeous face she had ever seen. Eyes like dark chocolate, deep and warm, stared out at her from a face that looked like it could have been chiseled in stone. Skin the color of burnished copper, high cheekbones, a sharp nose, full lips, and a cleft chin. How the hell had she failed to notice him before? Her heart skipped a beat and she ran her gaze down the rest of his body. He was tall, well over six feet, she would guess, with broad shoulders that tapered into a trim waist. His thighs, encased in worn denim, fit like a second skin against legs the size of tree trunks, and oh my, what lay between those thighs… Her attention snapped back to his face and she could feel the heat of a blush suffuse her skin.

~ Tamara Hoffa

Boy oh boy, this man is trouble. He was slowly tearing down the wall she’d built around her heart, brick by brick. Could any man be this perfect? He must have some faults. Maybe he is a chauvinist pig…no, doesn’t seem like it. He is kind to animals and children, he is a fireman, he looks like sex on a stick. What could be wrong with him? Maybe he snores. Oh, wouldn’t I like to find out?

~ Tamara Hoffa

The hand at her back stroked up and down. Never straying too far south, but igniting a fire inside her that she wanted this fireman to stoke instead of extinguish

~ Tamara Hoffa

She always thought of Aaron as special not less. He was God’s gift to her, and she wouldn’t trade him for the world.

~ Tamara Hoffa

Sharon looked at Aaron and smiled. She’d made the right decision, hadn’t she? Would she come to regret this decision too? She’d made so many mistakes in the past. Was this another one? No, self-doubt isn’t an option. Everything is going to work out here. It has to.

~ Tamara Hoffa

She loved her son and wanted him to make a fresh start here. Her ex-husband always tried to pass Aaron off as normal, not wanting anyone to know his son was different. She wasn’t going to go down that road.

~ Tamara Hoffa

It's hard to have a serious conversation with you when you're wearin' lighted cocks on your

~ Lorelei James

Unearth marvels as you walk the path,Stand in awe,Therein is the joy of life.

~ Barbara Neville

Jase opened his door, stepped down, and leaned into her window. “Hungry?”Taking a big breath didn’t help when his sexy scent of cologne had hit her in the face. Hallelujah. “Yeah, I’m getting there.” “Let’s go. The cowboy just came to take you away.” He reached in and turned off the ignition, clasped her keys and opened the door. When she stepped out, he didn’t bother to move back any and they were close. This man was hot and not only his temperature. Whatever kind of chemistry radiated off him, soaked right into her.

~ Mary J. Mccoy-Dressel

Even now, as a vampire, the fear of addiction ruled her world.Would she ever be free?

~ Sara Humphreys

The sky had lightened when they got up from the sand. They shook the blanket before wrapping it around them both. Cuddling close they entered the hotel, shivering as they stood in the elevator.

~ Mary J. Mccoy-Dressel