Cowboy Romance Quotes

My fingers are wet. I haven’t even got passed your panties yet.

~ Nicky Fox

Hunter Westley, you can’t just go around kissing people. She’s so cute.Not people Lenora, just you. Only you.

~ Nicky Fox

It’s as if our bodies know the secret that we don’t wish to admit yet.

~ Nicky Fox

Orgasms are a myth. Like good credit scores.

~ Kelly Moran

I loved you as a boy and fell in love with you as a man. You’re in here so deep that there is no you, no me. Only us.

~ Kelly Moran

Matters of the heart were important, but people tended to put too much stock in the particular organ when, in retrospect, it was only tissue. It pumped blood and the body couldn’t live without it, sure, but it had no actual bearing on love. The soul was what made a person distinct—the part that lived on after death, how one being connected to another, and what bound essence.

~ Kelly Moran

Dakota pulled a lollipop out of his pocket before quickly unwrapping it and popping it into his mouth. What kind of vampire sucks on human candy?

~ Sara Humphreys

Trixie murmured. It's on like Donkey Kong.

~ Sara Humphreys

I want to die.” May shook her head. “Let me get a knife.” “I’ve made a horrible mess of things.” “Haven’t we all? If you don’t want your supper burned, die quietly while I get back to the kitchen.

~ B.j. Daniels

You’re a real cowboy.”,He laughed. “You’re just now realizing that?

~ B.j. Daniels

Grinning to himself, Blue went out the door pulling out on his T-shirt. So sue him, he had changed his mind, but he sure wasn’t going to quite admit it. She’d laugh like a hyena, and he had some pride. He found his hat, made sure to clean up Roy’s kitchen, and went out to see to the horses. God, had he ever had so much fun in a relationship before? Most of them had been just about sex, and he and Jenna still hadn’t even done that.Maybe that was the secret. Liking someone first and then realizing you wanted to make love to them made a lot more sense. Blue put on his hat. And he would be making love with Jenna, he was damned sure about that. Sometimes even a Marine had to reassess his priorities. 44%

~ Kate Pearce

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

~ Carly Kade

What kind of woman am I? she asked. My kind. He grinned.

~ Carolyn Brown

Any real, beautiful thing in this world shouldn't be tamed or claimed or broken. It should be allowed to be, worked with, not against, appreciated. Don't be afraid of the wild she has left. It makes her special. - Cowboy McKennon Kelly to Cowgirl in Training Devon Brooke.

~ Carly Kade

He wanted to wrap his arms around her and kiss away her uncertainty. But if he did that she would bolt. So he brushed stray hairs that had fallen out of her ponytail off her face instead. Ignored how soft the strands felt against his fingers. Pretended his pulse wasn't stampeding like a herd of bison on the plain.

~ Melissa Mcclone

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

Trust wisely and believe in yourself, in your vision.

~ Melissa Mcclone

Horses ... horses made me happy, complete. Then and there in the middle of some state, in a wild state of being, I vowed I would own a horse again.

~ Carly Kade

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

~ Carly Kade

He was breathing a little faster himself, his heart pounding as he leaned in a tiny bit more. He hovered just shy of her lips before braving the final space between them and pressing his mouth to hers. He knew immediately from the first taste of her that one tiny kiss wasn't going to be enough.

~ Cat Johnson

A man who listened? Had she found the eighth wonder of the world?

~ Carolyn Brown

Sometimes you've got to get a machete and hack your way through the kudzu to make your own path in life.

~ Carolyn Brown

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

How did the date go? Bad. A text-a-holic.... Not the good kind of trouble. There's only one thing to say when this happens. What's that? Next.

~ Melissa Mcclone

Lindsey imagined him looking like a model in his business clothes, shopping for toilet parts for her. Perfect. What girl wouldn't want a smokin' hot guy associating her with toilet parts?

~ Tracy March

Welcome to Thistle Bend ,Wildflower Capital of Colorado

~ Tracy March

Let's start with ice cream and go from there. You're gonna love it. Holly nodded. All their ingredients are fresh, and they make the most delicious, wackiest flavors you've ever heard of. Clearly she'd forgotten that Lindsey had come from D.C. Like what? Honey lavender. Sweet corn raspberry. Toasted coconut fudge. Lemon fig....blueberry pie... marshmallow peach... salted caramel chocolate chunk...

~ Tracy March

He smoothed his fingers along her jawline and lifted her chin, kissing her gently, testing. Lindsey went light-headed with the rush of sensation, the touch of his lips leaving her longing for more. Clutching his shirt in her fingers - napkin and all - she pulled him closer, melting into his kiss. Carden took it from tentative to tender, then parted her lips with the velvety sweep of his tongue. She matched his languid rhythm, hypnotized. He was all chocolate and caramel, creamy cool and sweet. 'Sinfully delicious'. No doubt he was 31 flavors of trouble, but resisting him seemed impossible.

~ Tracy March

Two old women described as Charmed meets The Golden Girls with a little Bewitched thrown in for fun were bound to have something curious to contribute.

~ Tracy March

He cleared his throat. I did get carried away with you. Couldn't help myself. And when I said it wouldn't happen again... He risked skimming his fingers up her smooth shin. I hope I lied.

~ Tracy March

Twining his fingers through her ponytail, he cradled the back of her head, seducing her nearly senseless with a single kiss - on a mountainside covered in wildflowers, under the summer sun and an endless sky.

~ Tracy March

Let’s just say Noah and Flynn enjoy the chase, and when they catch their woman, they keep her tied so she stays caught when they play.

~ Fiona Archer

There ain't nothin' that makes a man feel more alive than white-hot desire.

~ Sara Humphreys

He bit back a weary sigh and tried to remember strangling her would solve squat.

~ Kelly Moran

Considering she’d just blown his gray matter into the ether, he was screwed.

~ Kelly Moran

He couldn’t jeopardize the saloon because of some silly infatuation with an outlaw. Even one as beautiful as Mariah Ayers.

~ B.j. Daniels

Giving him a wry look, Shiloh said, “I think you’re forcing me to look at myself, what I want, who I am.” “Good relationships always do that for both people, Darlin’. It’s just a natural progression between them. It can bring out our self-awareness. It’s not easy. But it’s rewarding.

~ Lindsay Mckenna

Jace watched as the moon rose over the pines and scattered the mountainside with fool's gold. He rested against a large tree trunk as he leaned back into the dark shadow of the boughs and kicked himself mentally for thinking this was going to be easy. He should have known finding someone as complicated as Bo Hamilton wouldn't be easy.

~ B.j. Daniels

Shiloh had never seen a man who was a hunter. But she saw one now. There was an intense feeling around Roan, raw and untamed, as he studied her, his nostrils flaring to catch her scent. He ruthlessly dug into her opening eyes, reading her, trying to understand where she was at within herself and what she wanted from him. “This is your call,” he said, his voice low and guttural.

~ Lindsay Mckenna

She felt his fingers caress her scalp, the sensations swift, heated shocks rocking through her body. His breath was punctuated against her cheek and nose. The tension mounted in him until Shiloh felt as if he would snap and break, unleashing that throbbing sexual power she sensed so intensely around him.

~ Lindsay Mckenna