erotica

It was the impatience of the way he tore my panties from my body, that really turned me on: I was all he could think of, as his lust got the better of

Hasn't anyone taken their time to love you in a while?

Writing Vampire Erotica is like writing sex scenes for porcupines.

Only on a few occasions had I ever been comfortable showing my body off, and now here I was, taking a job where Asian boobs and ass ran free.

In the past I was a vicious hunter. I would stalk my prey with pinpoint accuracy. Ever since Monica came into my life I__e abstained from the game. It almost feels strange to stand here and look to the crowd knowing I could pick one and f*ck them into oblivion. I won__ though. I may love her, but that isn__ the reason. If I were to pick someone for the sake of revenge sex then I__ giving control to Monica and Dalton for betraying me. I__ strong enough to wait. A good hunter is always patient and never stalks in anger.''I always crack it until Tobias stops flinching at the sound. It__ never the same amount of times. I don__ want it to become obvious so I always do it a few more times to create a sense of surprise.I coil up the leather and with the flick of my wrist I set a perfect line against Monica__ back. She yelps in pain and surprise, and Tobias joins her. He thought he__ get the first blow.I breathe through the pounding in my cock. It beats in time with my rapidly beating heart.I flick my wrist again taking Monica across the shoulder. I see Tobias tense as she screams. Mustn__ allow the slaves to think they are taking even turns. The blow__ shock is what makes my cock burn for release. I palm my balls as they tighten, threatening to shoot my release up the stock of my dick. I inhale through my nose and breathe out my mouth until I regain my control.I flick my wrist again and hit Monica across her thighs. She screams bloody murder at the ceiling and I smile to myself. It hurts like a bitch, but the marks will fade. I never break skin. This is my passion- my gift.

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

Holy crap. Is that an elephant penis?

Sex with Lucien was a cross between the most sweeping romantic movie and the filthiest porn flick: he was feather gentle and filthy erotic all at the same time.

You may get me to say the word, but know this, you will never truly own me. That right belongs to my real master. You may take his symbol off my hip, but there will always be a scar that reminds us both what was there. And you might take his collar off my throat, but you'll never erase his name from my soul.

Not much makes me feel uncomfortable about sexuality. It__ the most natural thing in the world. I don__ really get why people make such a stink. It__ like being embarrassed of hunger or thirst.

Shy, I can__ be fixed. We won__ ride off into the sunset. There will be no happy ending.

Is mine fat!

I walked around him, champagne in hand. Great feeling.-Give me a flash, he said _ just a little quick_ I flashed opened the coat as I strolled by. He exhaled with a sigh- O, he said, Please Again.This time I stood squarely in front of him. He was sitting on the beautiful new over stuffed chair, and swung the coat open, all the way open. And then slowly closed it, and walked away, hips and heels swaying away from him.I could hear the groan. God, this was powerful.He came up behind me and slid his hand down over the fur, the softness, silkiness of the lining flowed over my naked body, a caress on every inch of my flesh __mm indeed.Now he was sliding his hands up my legs and under the coat.-Aah,Aah not yet, I said and pulled away from him.He moaned again _ Please, he said_

Victoria made a violent sound of protest. __ am not repressed!__eht pinched her nipple and watched her resulting shiver. __ou have never been spanked or ass-f**ked. I would say that__ pretty damned repressed._ __astard!

Kyle held out his hand and Reid shook it like a good sport, but he made sure to add a little extra pressure and a meaningful stare in the universal male Don__-f**k-with-this-chick-or-I__l-eat-your-heart-for-breakfast-with-my-Wheaties look.

Women worry too much about how they smell or taste. I assure you, I love to taste a woman__ primal essence on my tongue._ Something melted inside her. He liked it? __eally? You__e not just being polite, are you, Sir?_ __o, kitten, when it comes to sex, I don__ have a polite bone in my body.

You will get exactly what you deserve Polly,_ comes the firm reply, __ou can trust me on that_ But if you do _ trust me I mean _ I promise you an unparalleled climax._ She pauses, gazing deep into my frightened green eyes. __t__ your call Polly, all yours.__ allow my aching body to decide for me.__unish me please, mistress,_ I say in a very small voice.

For the first time X the truth is, I also couldn't bear to share you. I couldn't watch that happening,watch you with another man.I have gone too deep.Too deep with you. He kisses me again I love you, I love you more than I have ever loved any woman in my time on this earth.