erotic-romance

Sex is more exciting on the screen and between the pages than between the sheets

I love being aroused.I relish that delicious feeling of freedom, the delirium of being naked, and my flesh being born again. It__ like I__ being made new.

It was the impatience of the way he tore my panties from my body, that really turned me on: I was all he could think of, as his lust got the better of him. The way they looked so small, and cruelly forgotten, was a beautiful symbol of how much we both needed to satisfy our lusts.

You know how you have a good meal and you got gravy left on the plate. The gravy was so good that you don__ want to leave it on the plate but you don__ want to be a pig about it? So you take your bread and use it to sop up the rest of the gravy. That guy is totally soppable!

My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was completely his to do with what he wanted and he knew it.

To feel aroused is to feel alive. Having great sex is like taking in huge lungfuls of fresh air, essential to your body, essential to your health, and essential to your life.

Have you gone crazy?".

I knew instantly that I wanted that type of love in my life. To have someone I could take care of in every sense and who would trust me to do so. No matter what I asked of them.

I can__ rock you on my lap, if you__e not here.

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.

Conn was a wickedly passionate, fiercely dominant man who loved her too much to ever really hurt her.

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.

Am I your dom, little rabbit?___es._ Her red-brown brows drew together. __hat__ wrong?___ot a thing._ He gave her a faint smile, and his gravelly voice deepened. __ thought I__ tell you we__e getting married next month.__Nolan and Beth~

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

If you can think of your lover in six senses, then I'd say you're nailed. They've got themselves wrapped around your heart. And your cock. (...) Six senses? (...) Sight, sound, taste, scent, touch, and the other, that thing you can't figure out that means everything._

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.

She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn't a dream; he really was here.