erotica

He pulled off the condom brusquely, wiped the head on my cheek, and threw it in the gutter._ My humiliation was scorching hot._ I couldn't help touching myself yet another time._ His eyes called me 'slut' as I came again.

En las ligeras todas las cosas son visible, pero en la oscuridad, muchas cosas son imaginable.Translated: In the light all things are visible, but in the dark many things are imaginable.

You__e seen the movies. Bad guy always comes back.

I am not a f**king pleasure girl, damn you! I__ an officer!

Do you know what passion is? He whisperedAnd he brushed my lips... the lipstick smeared and the brassiere rested on the floor..

Excuse me. What did you say to me? For your information Danielle, the stick up my ass has served me well over the years. I will not be removing it, but I might have something to shove up yours when you return from class.

Males are simple creatures. If we can__ f**k it, we want to kill it.

I quickly scoop up the rest of my personal life on display on the sidewalk and I'm relieved that I had removed the flavored condoms that Regina had shoved into my purse before I left yesterday. Bacon Flavor. What woman wants to taste meat while, you know, tasting meat?

An editor asked me what led me to write erotica. I replied, "A dirty mind, excess words, and an overactive sacral chakra.

As he pulled his crayon out, The world was painted in glowing scarlet...

Are you sure you don__ have a crazy hairy grandmother in your family?

Placing one last kiss over her heart, he lifted his head to find her staring at him with The Look__he one that told a guy when a woman was leaving Let__ Screw For Fun City and headed straight for Let__ Pick Out China Town__ritten all over her pretty face.

Just as you dress for the occasion you should undress when reading erotica.

Then she is on me. Her soft, hot body collapses onto my own ravenous frame. She pushes my legs open with her knees and pulls my arms above my head with her hands, holding me a willing hostage. For one long moment we are eye to eye. Her breasts press down into my nipples, goading them but offering no release, and then her lips come crashing down on mine. She kisses me as though she already owns me; exploring my mouth with her tongue, dragging it aggressively from one side of my lips to the other.

Her mascara ran in streaksdown her facelipstick smeared across heralabaster cheeks like a porcelaindoll that had been flung aroundbefore the paint had dried....barely blinkingeyes like content little sunspoking through dark mascaracloudsshe is brokenyet whole at the same timeand she belongs

He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made my ovaries ache deep in my belly.

She took a second look at him, at his fancy tailored suit. Dark gray with pinstripes. Oh please, like she__ really believe he was a dom at all? __abrielle Anderson. Are you sure you__e Master Marcus?___hy would you think I__ not Master Marcus?_ he asked. Well, good grief. She waved a hand at him and kept the duh from slipping out. Just in case he really was Master Marcus. Maybe he hadn__ changed yet or something. __he suit? Where are your leathers or latex or_biker jacket or vest? And black? Did you forget to wear black?__e stared for a second, as if she__ turned into a drooling idiot, and then simply roared. Deep, full laughter__mazing coming from someone who looked like he should have a stick up his ass.

You little subs make me nervous. Being around you is too much like walking into a room filled with tiny kittens and trying not to step on one.