erotica

What we have here is a failure to communicate.

My fingers running through her hair, she forgets all her problems.- Let's Get Lost

You__e not going to sniff my ass, are you? Like a dog?

Dammit, why isn__ there a book with the answers in it?

I love you. That is the beginning, that is the end. That is everything.

An orgasm a day keeps the doctor away. ~Mae West

Men always want what they can__ have, or what other men want. It__ a scientific fact.

I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don__ mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don__ mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.

I was not crying - eyes water. I think we all know I'm a badass and I don't cry. - Caleb

I want you to channel Jessica Rabbit and give him a show.

We lay that way for a while, breathing together, watching the shadows flicker over the walls and each other's faces. She played with a wet strand of my hair, wrapping it around her finger. It should have been awkward, but somehow it wasn't. I felt something moving between us, like light or heat, growing with every breath.

Do I need permission to breathe, Sir?

I moaned then, tilting my head back to give him better access. His hands clamped on my waist, then moved__ne going to cup my rear, the other sliding between us.This__his moment, when it was him and me and nothing between our bodies _His tongue scraped the roof of my mouth as he dragged a finger down the center of me, and I gasped, my back arching. __eyre,_ he said against my lips, my name like a prayer more devout than any Ianthe had offered up to the Cauldron on that dark solstice morning.His tongue swept my mouth again, in time to the finger that he slipped inside of me. My hips undulated, demanding more, craving the fullness of him, and his growl reverberated in my chest as he added another finger.I moved on him. Lightning lashed through my veins, and my focus narrowed to his fingers, his mouth, his body on mine. His palm pushed against the bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs, and I groaned his name as I shattered

I__e told you before, ma chérie, love is not about submission. It is the willingness to give of yourself. That is a great power and gift, if you allow yourself to wield it.

I was going to make him forget, too. He would forget every woman who came before me, every moment that I wasn__ a part of, every dream he had that didn__ include me. Starting now.

She buried her face into his neck, hiding her tears__nd her fears, for though the Lor of Zeria was resisting her advances with valiant chivalry, that within her trembling hand was completely without honor.

The hotness of a sex scene lies in the loins of the beholder.

You CAN have your cake and eat it too. Just don't start choking.