#erotica

Women worry too much about how they smell or taste. I assure you, I love to taste a woman’s primal essence on my tongue.” Something melted inside her. He liked it? “Really? You’re not just being polite, are you, Sir?” “No, kitten, when it comes to sex, I don’t have a polite bone in my body. ↗

— Kallypso Masters

#kallypso-masters #nobody-s-hero #love

She couldn’t take her eyes from the dancing flame. No, this was so wrong. Candles should be used for meditation…for romance. Or on a birthday cake at least. So where was the cake? The present? The song? As he stepped closer to her—as the damned flame got way too close—she started singing. “Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me…” Marcus paused, looking at her in disbelief. See. I knew he didn’t have a sense of humor. “Happy birthday, dear Gabi”—she lifted her head and blew out the candle—“happy birthday to me. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #humor

Damn, Lu. When did you get an ass like this? ↗

— Gina L. Maxwell

#gina-l-maxwell #seducing-cinderella #love

Don’t you dare pee on me. ↗

— Roni Loren

#melt-into-you #roni-loren #love

I decided to masturbate with shampoo instead of conditioner today. Because yolo. Things Jesus never said. ↗

— Dave Matthes

#bastard #booze #comedy #conditioner #crack

You know, in everyone’s life you go through just trying to learn what one times one is—one times one equals one. ↗

— S.B. Redd

#female-stalkers #fiction #intentions #relationships #romance

I need to fuck you till you come saying my name. Then I'm going to take my cock out of your divine cunt and fuck your beautiful mouth with it. And watch your lovely lips wrap around it and suck me dry. ↗

— Raine Miller

#romance #beauty

Impertinent submissive,” Raoul snapped, and his dark brown eyes turned mean. “Nothing new for this one. You're doing a lousy job of bringing her to heel, Marcus.” “Bring me to heel? Like I'm a dog?” Without thinking, Gabi instinctively yanked away and snapped out, “Bite me. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotic-romance #erotica #romantic-suspense #suspense #romantic

No running. Watch her come. Can you see how close she is, Sophie? Lucein rocked his cock into her hand against her backside. See how pink she is. Christ... Lucein whispered. You're even more beautiful, Sophie. ↗

— Kitty French

#romance #beauty

Good evening, Mrs. Grey," Christian says softly. He's standing by the piano, dressed in a tight black T-shirt, and jeans...those jeans- the ones he wore in the playroom. Oh my. They are over washed pale-blue denim, snug, ripped at the knee and hot. He saunters over to me, his feet bare, the top button of the jeans undone, his smoldering eyes never leaving mine. "Good to have you home. I've been waiting for you. ↗

— E.L. James

#romance #christianity