#erotic

I was going to make him forget, too. He would forget every woman who came before me, every moment that I wasn’t a part of, every dream he had that didn’t include me. Starting now. ↗

— Emma Nichols

#romance #romance-novels #romance-sexy #dreams

Only I was capable of saving her now, and that, as far as anyone could argue, may have made me worse than all the devils and the demons, but it also, more accurately, made me better than all the angels and gods. ↗

— Jared S. Anderson

#erotica #horror #jared-anderson #suspense #thriller

Will you dance for me? Let your breasts roam for a moment -- I need to see how they dance.' 'Okay.' She danced, and as she danced, she tried to think of the most delicious salads she could imagine -- with artichokes and sundried tomato and blue cheese dressing, and beets, lots of beets. ↗

— Nicholson Baker

#beets #erotica #food #humor #salad

Tell me what I am to you.” …“Oh honey, you’re the man I call when I need a ride. ↗

— Kimberly Dean

#kimberly-dean #ride-of-her-life #life

At the Slavemarket: “How is her disposition?” “Meek as meek can be; we tried training her in the care of sheep, but they bullied her, and drove her to tears.” Iayd turned to Fudail’s henchman Falih. Falih was a bald, fat man charged with keeping the slaves in line. His face bore scars that seemed to indicate that he had just recently tried to rob an eagle nest whilst the eagle mother was still at home. His legs stood knock-kneed and he held his groin as if something serious was amiss with the heirlooms entrusted him. “I swear to you, she is an angel sent to earth to spread kindness,” Falih said, his voice somewhat out of pitch. Something must be wrong, thought Iayd. ↗

— August Renfelt

#femdom #humor #home

What have I done to anger you, mate?” “That. That’s what you did. I’m not your mate.” He leaned in close and ran his nose up her neck, inhaling a deep breath. “Yes, you are,” he whispered next to her ear. ↗

— Virginia Cavanaugh

#erotic #romance #shifter #the-fire-inside #anger

Careful old-timer, your age is showing.” “Hey, I’m only thirty-two. I’m in my prime, woman!” She harrumphed. “Well, I’m a mere twenty-five and you’re way too old for me.” Jay’s eyes smoldered as he whispered, “My experience is your gain. ↗

— Anne Rainey

#cop #erotic-romance #age

After all, you couldn't expect any man to turn away from a beautiful woman with her ass in the air. ↗

— Constance Daley

#beauty

I want to glide in a world of beauty,’ I said. ‘To be carried away into a world of luxurious things. ↗

— James Lusarde

#erotic-romance #erotica #escapism #love #luxury

I have to say, her blonde bob was amazing. The delicate way it hugged her face and neck. The softness of it... ↗

— James Lusarde

#beauty #erotic-romance #erotica #erotica-romance #infatuation