erotica

There was no semblance of remorse on his stone-like face. He wanted me. That's all there was to it. And he would have me, regardless if I wanted him to or not.

Nolan,_ she said. _____ Scared. Say it. Tell him the truth. But her mouth remained still against his. She couldn__ tell him how badly she wanted to pull him close, because then she may not let go. She couldn__ tell him how terrified she was that she__ get lost again to another man. He cupped her face, silently coaxing her to finish her sentence. __ou__e what, love?__er eyes met his. ____ broken.

Sophie was now tied to the massage table with her legs spread and her feet in stirrups. The three men had left the room and the little elfish servant was standing between her taut legs and examining her private parts closely. She closed her eyes. The strange little pervert moved in with his nimble fingers and started to explore her private parts and all the beautiful little nuances between her legs. His head was bent over and very close to her entrance while his fingers probed softly and meticulously but creepily around her delicate flower. Soon he was spreading her moist lips and his fingers began probing alongside and just inside her opening. It was feeling astonishingly rude and lecherous at this point and Sophie was embarrassed at how aroused she felt. She lifted her head to look and ..EEK.. she saw his pointy face between her legs ...and OMG... she was extremely startled to see the length of his huge purple pointed tongue that darted in and out of his mouth while he drooled and masterly fingered her opening. Sophie was now close to delirious. Was this for real? She looked again and yes, it was his tongue and it was a giant, purple, throbbing appendage, thrusting rapidly in and out of his little mouth.

He had a ruggedness about him that was appealing. Despite his groomed presentation, his chiseled face was shadowed with an attractive scruff of hair. His beautiful smile burned into me, melting me from the inside out while it exposed perfect white teeth embellished with alluring fangs. For a moment, I allowed myself to indulge in the idea of them sinking into my neck. Would it provoke the ecstasy I imagined or the horror I feared?

Even when they did not look at each other or speak to each other, he could feel a powerful current between them.

A witch so bold would not flinch, no matter how harsh her punishment might be, though his wish was for her to feel every strike.

Fuck that guy, there's more than one man in an ocean of fish

When you succumb to obedience, in an erotic sense, you are not giving away a part of yourself, but seeking something new, something other, within yourself.

All I can feel is your cock inside me, as it slides slowly in and then outof me. You are powerful and imposing as you begin to pick up the pace.You have become the centre of my entire universe. You are everything Ican feel, everything I can see, hear and smell; all that I know. This is ofcourse, exactly how you like it and exactly as it should be.

I live by never saying what if?...

Our lips meet and he playfully bites me._ __ofia Herrera (Total Abandonment, Unbearable Passion, #4)

Logan looks up, registers my face and smiles immediately. I hold onto the back of a chair to steady my legs. Jeez, he__ got a nice smile; dimples appear in his chiseled cheeks and there is familiarity and warmth in his eyes. Real warmth, the likes of which I__e not often seen. It suddenly strikes me that this man, whoever he might turn out to be, is genuine.

My very core clenches and spasms, my hips with a mind of their own, lurch. It is as if I no longer have control of any part of my body. __gh,_ I continue to groan in relief. And then, slowly, the rush is over and I am able to part my eyelids again. David is still looking at my face, a light sheen of sweat on his brow indicates that his task was not without effort. Finding his gaze too forthright in the currentcircumstances, my eyes move to the arm that still dwells beneath my skirts and thehand that clings viciously to his sleeve. My hand.

If you roll a pearl around your mouth it slowly reveals the dreams of oysters, memories of the sea, the taste of orgasm.

I know you're meant for me. I know you're the other half of my soul. We are meant to be together. - Avery Adams

The heat from his penetration sends a shockwave through my entire being.___ofia Herrera (Total Abandonment, Unbearable Passion, #4)

The club was only dimly lit aside from the flashing strobes and rotating beams casting their vibrant glow over the pulsing, writhing crowd. The heat of the club was a stark contrast to the chill of the air outside, and she pulled slightly at the sweater, cursing her modesty for quite possibly the first time.

I don't think I blushed once in my entire life before I met you," I say."There will be a lot of things your body never did before you met me," he brags unabashedly.