erotic-romance

Sex is a team sport, sugar.

Well, when you were nearly run over by the cyclist-and i was holding you and you were looking up at me - all 'kiss me , kiss me, Christian

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

The only man I__e ever been attracted to, and he comes with a bloody contract, a flogger, and a whole world of issues.

Oh fuck, he was right there. I was wet as hell and he could probably smell me now. I should have eaten strawberries or melon or a dozen roses or an entire mint plant. Did that work for women? I read an article that it worked for men. Their spunk tasted like what they ate. Did my vagina taste like spaghetti right now? God dammit! I shouldn't have eaten dinner!

Maybe you__e smiling as I stumble to put my feelings into words. But I__ trying to do her justice, you know?

We laughed together. It__ so lovely laughing with a man. It feels positive. Relaxed_

Let Your Inhibitions Run Free

I want to glide in a world of beauty,_ I said. __o be carried away into a world of luxurious things.

He moves suddenly so that his hand is cupping my sex, and one of his fingers sinks slowly into me. His other arm holds me firmly in place around my waist. I suppress my moan. "This is mine," he whispers aggressively. "All mine. Do you understand?" He eases his finger in and out as he gazes down at me, gauging my reaction, his eyes burning. "Yes, yours,

What the hell was I supposed to do, Eva? I didn__ know you existed._ Gideon__ voice deepened, roughened. __f I__ known you were out there, I would__e hunted you down. I wouldn__ have waited a second to find you. But I didn__ know, and I settled for less. So did you. We both wasted ourselves on the wrong people.

Francis Ford Coppola - A man climbs a mountain and they call him a hero. I climb mountains that aren't even there.

You are something different _ something some people find strange and fearful _ but what you are is as natural as being male or female.

When I make love to you, Lanie, I want you to feel every inch of me buried deep inside of you, loving you, worshiping your body...

Papa, you were right. Love did come after security.

You__e different,_ he said, touching my face.Of course I was. The man I loved had killed for me. A lot of things became inconsequential after a sacrifice like that.

Why fantasize about what you already experience? I go to the written word for places and faces that I don't get at home. Hot people in hot climates. Sex acts I can hardly imagine. Porn is about the unachievable ... and, therefore, the inherently desirable.

You call the police if your car gets stolen. You don__ call them for anything that matters.