erotica

There is a perfection in everything that cannot be owned.

No!" he cried and his face pinched with frustration and pain. "I don't want to hear more reasons why we shouldn't be together. No more confessions to explain why you want to run away from what we share." "Julian," she attempted to interrupt again, but he held up a trembling hand.His dark gaze held hers. "I have moved heaven and earth to bring you back to me. I refuse to let you leave again. You are mine and you shall be mine for the rest of my life. Not as my mistress, but as my wife. And if you don't say yes, I shall be forced to drag you into Hyde Park and make love to you in plain view of everyone. Then you will have to accept my proposal in order to save your reputation." His face softened. "I love you, Cecilia.

We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.

Perhaps I was being picky, but I really didn__ think being able to spell orgasm without being spotted a vowel was asking too much.

_"You want more?" she asked a bit breathlessly. "Even after what we did?"His mouth took on a sardonic twist. "I'm afraid quantity usually matters for me . . ."--THE PRINCESS'S ASSASSINS

Suck on this, Edward.

It was the wildness of it that got me going: the primal lust, the sheer needs of two people in heat, quickly finding ways to express their sacred hunger to each other in animal passion.

I wanted to reach out and stroke her, to be gentle and tender towards her. Take care of her.

Nothing stayed, nothing ever changed. But love, only love, that was the true part of the story, no matter what the beginning, middle or end.

Ben was in his truck, window down, idling at the curb, dark lenses hiding his eyes from her, looking effortlessly big and badass.The way she wished she felt.

She had assumed they would see each other every day but she hadn__ really thought about the implications of having an affair with a married man. It wasn__ going to be a normal relationship.

Fuck me,_ I whispered, giving him permission, taking him into my flesh, a soft invitation to madness.

Okay, first of all, I didn__ sleep with you to make amends. I slept with you because I wanted to.__e still didn__ say anything, and she pointed at him again. __nd you know what? It was your own damn fault. It was those jeans you wear, and the tool belt. It was the size of your hammer!

I live for sex. I celebrate it, and relish the electricity of it, with every fibre of my being. I can see no better reason for being alive.

Will you dance for me? Let your breasts roam for a moment -- I need to see how they dance.''Okay.' She danced, and as she danced, she tried to think of the most delicious salads she could imagine -- with artichokes and sundried tomato and blue cheese dressing, and beets, lots of beets.

He tastes of white wine and apple pie and Christian. I run my fingers through his hair, holding him to me while our tongues explore and curl and twist around each other, my blood heating in my veins.We're breathless when Christian pulls away.

My panties were still on but he didn__ let that stop him, nosing them out of the way and tonguing my sex, making low, growling noises in his throat like a big cat purring with pleasure while it devoured its prey.

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. __his is mine,_ he whispers aggressively. __ll mine. Do you understand?_ He eases his finger in and out as he gazes down at me, gauging my reaction, his eyes burning.__es, yours__bruptly, he moves, doing several things at once: Withdrawing his fingers, leaving me wanting, unzipping his fly, and pushing me down onto the couch so he__ lying on top of me.__ands on your head,_ he commands through gritted teeth as he kneels up, forcing my legs wider__e don__ have long. This will be quick, and it__ for me, not you. Do you understand?Don__ come, or I will spank you,_ he says through clenched teeth.