Erotic Romance Quotes - Page 6

Not anymore, the beast inside me roars. You’re no longer employed by Storm Industries. You can do what you want. The temptation to take her, to make her mine, has grown into a savage hunger which won’t be satisfied...

Magda Alexander

The moment I met her she struck me dumb, deaf, and stupid. At only eighteen, she’d had everything— brains, beauty, class. And she’d known it too. In the eight years since, I’ve watched her toy with one man after another, sometimes for a weekend, sometimes for a couple of months. But the affairs always ended the same. With her handing him his hat and a don’t-slam-the-door-on-your-way-out.

Magda Alexander

Oh hell." He gasped, his back arching, his balls drawing up painfully tight. "Don't make me come too quickly.

She’s lying on her bed reading. Not a girlie magazine, but a technical journal of some kind going by the cover. She’s bathed and changed into another delectable baby doll, a black one this time, which shows more skin than the one from the night before. So, of course, my cock rises to the occasion. Damn.

Magda Alexander

I’m only doing my job.” That’s what I am. His job. He’d stopped my floor shows at the cantina. Not only that, the break-ins had ceased. At least until now. While the staff barely gave me the time of day, they were practically ready to canonize him. “They see you as the one in charge now.

Magda Alexander

I’m so exhausted with worry, I go to bed early that day. But hours later, I’m still awake. I can’t seem to fall asleep. Not without him by my side. When did I become so addicted to Jake? Why do I crave his company? Since forever, my conscience responds. After my father’s death, I went off the deep end because he was not there. I sought the BDSM lifestyle, not because I yearned for it, but because I wanted the pain. If Jake had been there, somehow I could have muddled through the aftermath of my father’s funeral without looking for someone to tie me up and administer punishment. I wanted to be beaten as an outlet for my agony. Not that it made any difference. Even after I flew to Brazil, the pain was still there. It still is. And I know why. Because he’s not by my side. As much as I want him to be here with me, he never signed on to babysit me for life.

Magda Alexander

The thought I may never see her again streaks through me. The time’s all wrong. We only have twenty minutes before we head out. But right now, I don’t give a damn. I grab her and push her against the door. No time to do anything except in the most primal of ways. I kiss her hard...

Magda Alexander

In the hope that people can change.

She wasn’t pretty, and she didn’t even bother to try to fit in. She didn’t care to.

Dominic reached behind his head and tugged on his T-shirt. The rising fabric revealed his abdomen. And yeah, he liked the way her gaze followed the hemline. But his arm stilled, his bicep taut and his T-shirt covering his hair. If he kept going, she’d see the damaged skin on his chest from where the bullet had entered.“Are you sure about this?” he asked. “My scars aren’t pretty.”“I promise to focus on your abs,” she murmured without looking up. “And lower.

Sara Jane Stone

I want to score this book 10. —KazkgbBillionaire's Indulgence #1

Hot, raunchy and funny. —GiveMeBooks

Keep a big glass of cool water close while reading this one. —Margaret Smith

Hang on for a wild ride full of domineering and sexy as sin stallions! —Speedefrog

I look at you,” he murmured, “and I remember every position, every way I made you come, how you felt against my mouth. Honey, I know it all by heart. I don’t want to try some new kinky position. I want to revisit where we’ve been.

Sara Jane Stone

She breathes a soft sigh, and in the tried and true ways of time immemorial, she welcomes me home.

Magda Alexander

Look, let’s get one thing straight here. I don’t know what went down between you and the asshole and I really don’t care. But if we’re gonna dance this dance with each other, you’re gonna have to stop comparing me to him. I doubt he’d even come close anyway so it’s a waste of time.

She was sweet, genuine, sexy as fuck, and broken. That was the one thing he kept coming back to. Even as she tried to put on a brave front, he could see that she was still suffering. He wasn’t sure if his natural brand of fuck ‘em and bounce was gonna be any help to her, but he knew he didn’t like the raw deal she’d gotten. If he could bring her out of that shell just a little, give her some of her own back well then.

When a man takes care of what’s his it’s not charity.

KERRYANNE: Well, if I’m so spectacular why did my husband leave me for her?” KURT: (Poor baby.) Because he’s a weak *ssh*le, and you were way too much woman for him.

KIM: It means something, and when I do it, I don’t want to wake up in the morning, wishing I’d not done it.

You have hang-ups because of sh*t that happened to you in your past. I already told you I don’t like being measured by that *ssh*le’s mistakes, but a second ago you thought the worst. I’ve been spending time with you, trying to show you who I am. You’re a smart woman. I know you can tell the difference between us. But if you’re gonna think that every time I’m away from you that I’m doing you wrong, then you’re never truly going to be happy.

.....he was gonna teach her to say a big old f*ck you.

KIM: I wanted to make it on my own.KURT: You will. The problem is, sometimes you just need one person to put you in touch with the other. It’s how it all starts.

......he married a girl, he had no idea what the woman was going to be like. As soon as he got a glimpse he was running scared.

....he wanted them to regret their treatment of her, but he also selfishly wanted them to see that she was now in a much better place than they were and to h*ll with whoever thought he was being petty.

You’re through running from that sh*t. I get it now, I don’t like it, but I get it. You still have unfinished business that’s why they’re always on your mind. I hope you’ll get to the point where you stop running and start fighting back.

You got f*cked over no doubt about it, but you did nothing wrong. It’s time you stop paying for their shit.

KURT: ....no way in hell he’s getting away with short changing you.”KERRY ANNE: But like you said, I don’t need it so why?KURT: Because it’s rightfully yours sweetheart.

His life had made a complete three sixty, in one year. He had a family that he adored, a wife that he would die for and a whole new outlook on life.

The little broken doll was no more.

Everything about the man screamed danger, so, of course, I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Confidence radiated off of him in waves. I was immediately reminded of how you could tell a man made love by the way he danced.

Lora Ann

It's very hard for me to be a good girlfriend to him, when you're always interfering... It must be even harder for you to be a good girlfriend when I'm the one who's always inside you.

I’ve come to learn that people are going to hate you and like you, no matter what. I’d rather be around people I want to be around.

Crescent

I think you spend too much time believing what other people see, rather than what you think.

Crescent

What if I tell you all my secrets?” she whispered to herself. “And said that I was so close to being in love with you, so close to being entirely vulnerable and all I needed was your trust? What if I told you that it hurts to breathe when I think about boarding that plane to San Francisco? If I gave you those secrets, would you give me yours?

Even tied up, he was stronger and more commanding than any man she'd ever met.

She ceased to breathe. When he leaned forward and his lips fluttered against hers, her footing became unsteady and she stumbled. He placed a hand on her lower back to steady her and pulled her close. Her breasts met his hard torso and she became aware at how frantically her heart beat. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in the kiss as their lips met. They explored each other with a sort of fascination, mouth and tongues claiming each other in their hunger. Delicately at first, as if not sure this was real or just a fantasy, and then strong and unyielding. Demanding this moment to never end.

I think you should be punished for tormenting me for so long.

You’ve always marched to beat of your own drum, and I know you do things in your own time and your own way.

I want to be special to someone again. To know I’m cared for, and not out of obligation.

You are corrupting me, Theo." "But you like being corrupted, don't you, sweet girl?

You are corrupting me, Theo. But you like being corrupted, don't you, sweet girl?

At this rate, we’ll drive each other to the brink of happily ever after before we barely finish once upon a time.

Arian's ebony hair was spread in a shimmering fan around her shoulders, reminding Tristan absurdly of Snow White in her glass coffin. Even in death, hadn't the deceptive blush of life stained Snow White's pallid cheeks? Hadn't her rosebud lips parted as if to welcome a kiss from a prince who might never come? Hadn't the creamy swell of her breasts tantalized every hopelessly naive kid in the theater into daring to believe her chest would rise just one more time?

Teresa Medeiros

You wanted to see me?” she asked after shutting the door. She remained where she was, not daring to move any closer.He turned his gaze from the fire crackling over the logs to face her. Those dark eyes scanned her from head to foot and when they reached her once again, they gleamed with unmistakable hunger.“Take off your clothes,” he said calmly.

I think you should be punished for tormenting me for so long.”---t“Don’t be afraid,” he said. “Art is full of agony and beauty. The pen itself a sword of pleasure and pain, isn’t it, my poet?”---“I’ve been waiting for you.” His voice sizzled with hunger.How could I respond? I’ve been thinking about you non-stop like a sex-crazed harlot since I left?“I’m here.”---“Remind me who you are,” he said in a gentler tone, almost a please. “How we know each other.”“Okay,” she began. “I’m Savannah Evans, a grad student and teaching assistant who teaches English at a college in Cambridge. I applied to the colony to work on my poetry and arrived six weeks ago. “We’ve spoken many times. You’ve praised my work, which I find a great honor as I’m a fan of your art.”---“A cross between two species. Doomed with the thirst of the undead for human blood, yet tormented by the gargoyle drive to protect them.”---She ceased to breathe. When he leaned forward and his lips fluttered against hers, her footing became unsteady and she stumbled. He placed a hand on her lower back to steady her and pulled her close. Her breasts met his hard torso and she became aware at how frantically her heart beat. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in the kiss as their lips met. They explored each other with a sort of fascination, mouth and tongues claiming each other in their hunger. Delicately at first, as if not sure this was real or just a fantasy, and then strong and unyielding. Demanding this moment to never end.---“I bought new lingerie today I wanted to show you, but I didn’t get a chance with all that happened.”“You’ll have to return tomorrow night then…. Maybe we’ll order an entire catalog.” His smile and the glint of mischievousness in his eyes reflected lascivious thoughts. “You can model all the outfits you’d like for me.”---

.....You see, Blake, the thing is, I don’t give a sh*t what other people think.

Crescent

I’ve been waiting for you.” His voice sizzled with hunger.How could I respond? I’ve been thinking about you non-stop like a sex-crazed harlot since I left?“I’m here.

......He was public enemy number one, and he was okay with that. It felt good to be himself.

Crescent

KYLE: ....people shouldn’t give up on their dreams.

She wasn’t thinking about making it rich, she wasn’t that delusional. But at least here was something that could take her away from herself if even for a little while, and she reveled in it.

Try to see what’s in front of you instead of what’s behind.

KERRYANNE: Paul didn’t think it was worthwhile.KYLE: Paul's a jackass. Well he’s not in your life anymore so you’re free to do whatever the heck you want ain’t you?

..... He liked it that way. Liked giving people the wrong impression so that when he sprung what the fuck he really was on them it was too late.

That’s the problem with you young people, always thinking everything comes with a price. An act of kindness is just that, nothing more.

CANDY: I’ll be in a world of pain that no amount of worrying ahead of time will prepare me for. Why suffer in preparation for suffering?

CANDY: I’d rather fearlessly make a mess than sit around worrying about how bad it’ll be, but that’s just me.

LINK: .....It’s the imperfections that give you character out here.

Settle down, Maverick, this isn’t the danger zone.

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