#erotica

If my Master is lost, I'll find him. I'll lead him back to himself, because to serve doesn't always mean to follow. ↗

— Joey W. Hill

#erotica #love #master #slave #love

Okay, you’re older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we’ll probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I’ll learn to use a cane, and I’ll get to beat on your ass for a change. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #change

We fell into each other’s arms and kissed like we were coming up for air after being underwater for days. The melding of our mouths was sweeter than oxygen. We took huge, deep gulps of each other as we struggled with worldly constraints like clothing and gravity, seeking to transcend it all in our coming together. ↗

— Emme Rollins

#erotica-romance #eroticism #kisses #kissing #new-adult

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. ↗

— Emme Rollins

#alpha-heroes #alpha-male #erotic #erotic-fiction #erotic-romance

By the way, you have a fine ass. Sir. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #erotica

You are everything I have in this world Gracie ↗

— Marisa Oldham

#heartache #loss #love #love

The one bit of color on the woman’s body was the bright yellow of the stilettos peeking out from her sensible trousers. Fuck me shoes. Damn. Any woman who wore those shoes had a streak of the unexpected. He wondered what her underwear looked like. Something delicate and lovely? ↗

— Lexi Blake

#shoes #love

Bientôt ou dans un cycle, ce sera de nouveau son tour de me prouver la qualité de son feu. Je ne lui manquerai pas, elle ne me manquera pas--et tout sera consumé. ↗

— Natalie Barney

#lesbian-erotica #lesbian-partners #love #marriage #love

Les générosites en amour se payent cher. ↗

— Natalie Barney

#lesbian-fiction #love #love

Rodrigo tried to draw a deep breath, but his chest was too filled with anguish, rage and guilt. He kissed his ash-coated fingers. “I love you,” he whispered. “I love you more than life itself.” Curling his fingers into his fist, he pressed it against his chest. So, I will surely see you soon…and then, my love, we shall be together in our forever now. ↗

— Lisa Valdez

#love #romance #love