Erotic Romance Quotes - Page 13

A little vanilla never hurt anybody.” He nipped her ankle. “Great shoes by the way. Sexy as hell.

Hanna Lui

Perfect,” he groaned. “You are perfect.” He sank his teeth into her ass, hard, drawing blood. “And now you wear my mark,” he finished proudly. “Your ass is mine.

Hanna Lui

Of course it hurts, it’s a spanking. How else would it work?

Now I really feel sorry for her. Your hand is as bad as Rob’s paddle,” Cassie shuddered.“Thank you.”“I didn’t mean it as a compliment!

I’m a firm believer in equality at all times

Cherise Sinclair

A little vanilla never hurt anybody.” He nipped her ankle. “Great shoes by the way. Sexy as hell.

Hanna Lui

Perfect,” he groaned. “You are perfect.” He sank his teeth into her ass, hard, drawing blood. “And now you wear my mark,” he finished proudly. “Your ass is mine.

Hanna Lui

Of course it hurts, it’s a spanking. How else would it work?

It was the impatience of the way he tore my panties from my body, that really turned me on: I was all he could think of, as his lust got the better of

XAVIER: No one should be forced to live their life in any way other than how they choose.

Michelle A. Valentine

XAVIER: Being trapped in a life that you didn’t choose is no f***** picnic, no matter how good it may appear to people outside of the situation.

Michelle A. Valentine

Stop smiling as if I’ve been acquainted with you for ages!

Olga Goa

Everyone thinks to the extent of their own depravity.

Olga Goa

If you were three times poor, I would still have paid attention to you and fell head over heels in love with you.

Olga Goa

I need only you, Milano, not your money.

Olga Goa

It's just like in a Brazilian serial! Destiny has brought us together.

Olga Goa

I'm afraid that if we move on to such topics, I won't be able to let you go safe and sound.

Olga Goa

And you haven’t got a ‘pause’ button, have you? You are just uncontrollable!

Olga Goa

Don't be shy, dear. I'm too old for you to be embarrassed by me.” #RicardoAlonso , #FatefulItalianPassion.

Olga Goa

I don't want you to leave. I want you to stay.

Olga Goa

A brave girl! And a unique one. The best that I have ever met in my life.

Olga Goa

You're very naive and innocent, and don't understand a lot of things yet.

Olga Goa

I swear I won't touch you even with a finger until you ask me yourself.

Olga Goa

Don't be shy, dear. I'm too old for you to be embarrassed by me.

Olga Goa

The words of men cannot be trusted, especially men like you!

Olga Goa

If you go on touching me, I’ll catch fire before your eyes.

Olga Goa

I cannot believe that you're still a girl. Your kisses don’t seem that innocent. They are driving me crazy.

Olga Goa

I’m giving pleasure to you. Don’t interfere.

Olga Goa

Forget everything that surrounds you. Think that there’s just you and me in this wide world.

Olga Goa

I think the word ‘pleasure’ is unknown to you. More precisely, its practical meaning.

Olga Goa

You are like a narcotic plant.

Olga Goa

If your parents left you, it doesn’t mean that other people will also do it to you.

Olga Goa

Scusi mia bella*, but it runs in the blood of all Italians to be skillful lovers. So you have to get used to this.

Olga Goa

You can't push me away, mio cuore. You can't!

Olga Goa

It draws you in and you feel involved as if you're watching. - Barbara Bailey

W“e’ve taken our love of crows and glitter to the point of no return. Our best advice is don’t get caught up in the details… just enjoy the over-the-top romance.

SALLY: Grab what you want and hope for the best.

Many things are thrown our way in this game of life. It's how you deal with them that shows your true character. I want all of you to feel the hope, love & passion I feel for the upcoming year & the rest of my life. I want ALL of you to not only go for your dreams, but have a damn ass good time doing it! Love & Warmth, May ♥

May Water/May B. Wilde

Do you belong to anyone?" he asked."No," she whispered."Good, because tonight, you belong to the the King of the Sea.

Madame de Boudoir

It is the bane, and pleasure when creating Romance fiction, to know immersion and fulfillment for the reader are based on clarity. Clarity of plot, clarity of message, clarity of the characters, clarity of the changes going on inside of them, clarity of the darkest moment -- but don't you dare be obvious ~ Persuasion for the Endowment of Sex Appeal (Academic Paper)

Oh heaven and hell, stop with the tears. Given the day Sarah had just had, the tears were logical. But watching her face crumple, hearing the gut-deep harsh sobs, filled Rukh with an irrational need to pull her into his arms, wrap her in a hug.As soon as the urge had gelled into conscious thought, his essence hardened into visibility and his arms slid up around her shivering, wet body.Sarah’s eyes popped open and she staggered back with a yell.His arms tightened around her, steadying her, keeping her close. Well, shit. At least, she’d stoppedcrying.Fear-bright green eyes stared at him instead.Given he was an assassin, sent to kill her, her response was natural, even intelligent. Yet, bitterness churned in his gut at the thought of her fearing him. “It’s okay,” he whispered. “You’re safe.”“Am I hallucinating?” Her question came out as a croak.“Yes, yes you are.” That seemed a much better answer than the truth.She pinned him with her dark, direct gaze. “You’re just a figment of my imagination. A fantasy?”“Yes.” He didn’t dare move.“Then why are you still wearing clothes?

Mina Khan

Don't get me wrong. I'm happy to be your morning lollipop, but I need to eat, too.

You spanked me,” she told him.“I did.” He lifted her shoulders high enough to push a wedge pillow under the pad. “And I enjoyed it very much. You have a very spankable ass, no?

Cherise Sinclair

She rubbed her cheek on his chest like a sleepy cat. “I like when you hold me.”Dios, she was going to break his heart. “I like when I hold you too.

Cherise Sinclair

I’m a firm believer in equality at all times—”“At all times,” he repeated. “However, in the bedroom or in the club, I am a lot more equal than you.

Cherise Sinclair

Sex is more exciting on the screen and between the pages than between the sheets

I love being aroused.I relish that delicious feeling of freedom, the delirium of being naked, and my flesh being born again. It’s like I’m being made new.

It was the impatience of the way he tore my panties from my body, that really turned me on: I was all he could think of, as his lust got the better of him. The way they looked so small, and cruelly forgotten, was a beautiful symbol of how much we both needed to satisfy our lusts.

You know how you have a good meal and you got gravy left on the plate. The gravy was so good that you don’t want to leave it on the plate but you don’t want to be a pig about it? So you take your bread and use it to sop up the rest of the gravy. That guy is totally soppable!

To feel aroused is to feel alive. Having great sex is like taking in huge lungfuls of fresh air, essential to your body, essential to your health, and essential to your life.

My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was completely his to do with what he wanted and he knew it.

Have you gone crazy?".

Cherise Sinclair

We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.

I knew instantly that I wanted that type of love in my life. To have someone I could take care of in every sense and who would trust me to do so. No matter what I asked of them.

I can’t rock you on my lap, if you’re not here.

Conn was a wickedly passionate, fiercely dominant man who loved her too much to ever really hurt her.

Joely Sue Burkhart

Suck on this, Edward.

Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a faint smile, and his gravelly voice deepened. “I thought I’d tell you we’re getting married next month.”~Nolan and Beth~

Cherise Sinclair

It was the wildness of it that got me going: the primal lust, the sheer needs of two people in heat, quickly finding ways to express their sacred hunger to each other in animal passion.

She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn't a dream; he really was here.

Cherise Sinclair

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