erotic-romance

Making love is not something you do to someone__t's something you share. Lovemaking between men and women should be mutually pleasurably. Both women and men should be fully and completely satisfied.

You can__ even begin to fathom the amount of fucks I do not give about what you want.

It'd be a shame for that beautiful naked body to go to waste," he murmured as he walked over to me and dropped his boxers.

Your hatred is my foreplay._ - Julian King

Your middle name might be discreet, but mine is resourceful, Darling.

She was exquisite. She tasted, smelled, and felt right in every way to him, but as they collapsed into bed, sated and finally ready to sleep, it was the shy girl who had entered his arms. It was she who caressed his cheek while kissing him deeply and softly, her delicate fingers exploring his arms and back, sending shivers through him that always hit his heart. The china doll. It was she who fell asleep upon his chest with her arms wrapped around him. There was a want inside her, and he had felt it in every way. The last thought of his night was simply that he wanted to be the one to know her. To free her.

I've let it slide because you're new at this, but the sub doesn't get to demand to be fucked.

After the way you have accepted and slipped so perfectly into my life, feeding my desires," he says, cupping my face in his hands as the water streams down us, "I want to share everything with you, Evan.

Kate tracked Barnes down to the potting shed, where he was planting up some seedlings into clay pots. He looked up as Kate entered and gave her a slow half smile once he knew she was unaccompanied."So you can't leave me alone, Miss? Must be my devastating charm. I'm not so sure it's safe for you to be alone in the potting shed with me though.

I__ quite certain offering to carry out a contract killing violates at least two of Emily Post__ etiquette rules._--Sloane Barrett, Killer Curves

I want to corrupt you, get dirty and rough with you because I know this sexy-as-hell body can take it._--Ciaran Ross, Killer Curves

Masturbating in front of him while talking dirty brings me far more pleasure than I expected_ __ofia Herrera (French Kiss, Unbearable Passion, #2)

Like, okay, look up at that cloud and tell me what you see,_ Bree said, pointing up at the closest cloud above them. __hat do you mean, what do I see? It__ a cloud. I see a cloud,_ Alessandro insisted. __o, what do you see? Like when you go to a shrink and they make you look at ink blots,_ Bree explained. Alessandro looked over at her. __ow much wine did you drink?_ She smacked his arm. ____l go first. I see a rabbit._ __ rabbit?_ Alessandro asked, laughing. __eah, the top of that one is shaped like ears, long rabbit ears._ __h, I see what you__e doing now. All right then. That one there_looks like_ Alessandro squinted his eyes as if hard in concentration. __n airplane._ __h, yeah. I see that,_ Bree agreed. __kay, what about that one?_ She pointed to a cloud to Alessandro__ right. __hat one looks rather like my wife__ sweet pert little ass,_ Alessandro joked. __fter two kids? You__e delusional,_ she said laughing. __y turn. I think that one looks like_ Bree tilted her head. __y wife__ beautiful round breasts,_ Alessandro injected. __top that!_ Bree said, giggling. __xcuse me, I__ just playing the game._ __o, you__e not. You__e being a horny guy._ Alessandro pressed a hand to his chest as if she had wounded him. __o prove it to you, I say we compare._ He undid the buttons of her blouse and Bree was laughing too hard to stop him.

What do you want?_ he

The room was almost dark, with just flickers of light coming from the logs burning in the hearth. I could just see his shape, sitting in the leather, wing-backed chair, silhouetted by the fire.__ome here.__is voice was quiet, but with the firmness I had come to expect from him. I moved closer and knelt down in front of him, my naked bottom facing the warmth of the fire. I bent my head downwards and looked at the floor as I had been taught, but he surprised me by lifting up my chin with his hand. __ou look so beautiful.__e bent and kissed me softly on the lips, and I shivered in anticipation. Was it to be pleasure or pain this time? Or perhaps a combination of both, given in the way that only he can.

I know full well what being a Dardano means and so will Gianni and Will, but I want more for him. I want him to know what it is to laugh and to play and to not feel like the whole world is out to get him, to find joy in simple things and not just how many zeroes are in his bank account. And more than that, I want them both to grow up and know that power is not everything. It is necessary, yes and I will teach them how to squash their enemies, how to hit first before they can destroy you but I will also teach them that without love, without a family, none of it means a good God damn. I want them to be worthy of that love when it comes, and to not be so wrapped up in this legacy and this power that they lose sight of love when it__ right in front of their eyes.

Oh God, your cock is going to be the end of me._ __ofia Herrera (Exposed, Unbearable Passion, #3)

A zing travels up my arm from the contact. My nostrils flare, and I catch a whiff of her female scent. She may not wear perfume, but there__ a bewitching essence to her that ensnares my senses.