Erotica Quotes

She always had her eyes set on the light. But Sade couldn’t take his off of the darkness, because the second he did, it would devour him, and then her.

~ Lucian Bane

I reach forward for him, expecting to feel the hardness of his chest or at the very least one of his arms coming to halt my progress, but there is nothing. I expand my reach a little and then, feeling slightly spooked, I listen… Nothing. No breathing, no footsteps; nothing.

~ Felicity Brandon

THE PLAQUE read HARVEY GOULD, P I. It was the middle of the day, but the blinds were closed. Inside a desktop sat flanked by three non-matching chairs, a creased, leather sofa and a bookcase full of fiction.A middle-aged man lay back with a pair of briefs hanging around his ankles. A gorgeous, young lady was bent over him in a pair of pink panties that stretched over her pert buttocks. Her head was bobbing up and down and her long, thick black hair swished around her neck with each bob. Harvey lay motionless, moaning.

~ Simon Palmer

If my Master is lost, I'll find him. I'll lead him back to himself, because to serve doesn't always mean to follow.

~ Joey W. Hill

The greatest challenge of my life has been to see and accept the actual truth without great pain and struggle against it.

~ M.c. Halliday

I decided to masturbate with shampoo instead of conditioner today. Because yolo. Things Jesus never said.

~ Dave Matthes

Thank goodness it wasn't real sex.

~ Lana Cox

... so I leaned down and put my mouth on him.He jerked at the contact with a barked, “Shit,” and I laughed around him, even as I took him deeper into my mouth.His hands were now fisted in the sheets, white-knuckled as I slid my tongue over him, grazing slightly with my teeth. His groan was fire to my blood.

~ Sarah J. Maas

Lea found that she was saying things, saying them pretty loudly, but had no clear concept of what she was saying. [Sean and Andy’s] names, maybe. The seventy-two names of God. The capitals of all fifty states.Love. That word featured in there a lot. Which made sense. To the extent that Lea had any sense left a

~ K.d. West

The flick of her hip is distilled erotica, a practiced sexuality.

~ Thomm Quackenbush

If there was ever a dress that can be an aphrodisiac the one Serena was wearing now had to be it

~ Kailin Gow

What would you like to do with my neck?’ I asked. ‘Seduce me with your words. Feel free.

~ James Lusarde

I smile at you, hinting at the pleasures ahead, and silently point to the zip at the back of my dress…

~ James Lusarde

She believed being so free with her sexuality was empowering, but I wouldn't say taking home a douchebag who would laugh about the encounter with his friend later is a step forward in the feminist movement.-Lily

~ Teresa Lo

This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.

~ C.j. Roberts

Edna restored the toffee to the centre of her tongue and sucking pleasurably, resumed her typing of Naked Love by Armand Levine. Its painstaking eroticism left her uninterested--as indeed it did most of Mr. Levine's readers, in spite of his efforts. He was a notable example of the fact that nothing can be duller than dull pornography.

~ Agatha Christie

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

~ Fawn Bonning

I don’t want to talk about it,” she said. Once again he was close. Too close. So damn close. “At all,” she added, hearing with some alarm that her voice had softened. Everything had softened, at just his proximity. “Ever,” she whispered, and found her gaze locked on his mouth.He had a really great mouth.

~ Jill Shalvis

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

~ Shantale Finnerty

I was going to make him forget, too. He would forget every woman who came before me, every moment that I wasn’t a part of, every dream he had that didn’t include me. Starting now.

~ Emma Nichols

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

~ J.leigh Hunter

I’ve 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.

~ Monica Burns

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’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don’t 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.

~ Anaïs Nin

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

~ Ella Frank

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

~ C.j. Roberts

Do I need permission to breathe, Sir?

~ Kallypso Masters

Men always want what they can’t have, or what other men want. It’s a scientific fact.

~ Gina L. Maxwell

I moaned then, tilting my head back to give him better access. His hands clamped on my waist, then moved—one going to cup my rear, the other sliding between us.This—this 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. “Feyre,” 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

~ Sarah J. Maas

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.

~ Selena Kitt

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

~ Gina L. Maxwell

The back is one of my favorite parts of a woman’s body. I love to trace and lick the shallow line of her spine, from the top and all the way down to the twin dimples at the base of her lower back.

~ Gina L. Maxwell

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?

~ Vi Keeland

MacKensie, much as men don't like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off.

~ Cherise Sinclair

Impertinent submissive,” Raoul snapped, and his dark brown eyes turned mean. “Nothing new for this one. You're doing a lousy job of bringing her to heel, Marcus.”“Bring me to heel? Like I'm a dog?” Without thinking, Gabi instinctively yanked away and snapped out, “Bite me.

~ Cherise Sinclair

When you really thought about it crying was a rather bizarre thing for any creature to be capable of. What purpose did it serve other than revealing too much?

~ Kitty Thomas

You're absolutely gorgeous. But you look too empty. Holding her gaze he slid his thumbs in to circle the rim of her opening. Want something to fill you up?

~ Gina Maxwell

His touch was simple, but specific, meant to show me he could be like a lover, gentle, intimate, but also that he was a man unaccustomed to hearing the word no. Yes. I understood. He was a man, and I? I was nothing but a girl, not even a woman. I was meant to fall at his feet and worship at the altar of his masculinity, grateful that he’d deigned to acknowledge me. All this, from a simple touch.

~ C.j. Roberts

Placing one last kiss over her heart, he lifted his head to find her staring at him with The Look—the one that told a guy when a woman was leaving Let’s Screw For Fun City and headed straight for Let’s Pick Out China Town—written all over her pretty face.

~ Gina L. Maxwell

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.

~ Emme Rollins

Hey roomie. I was breathless. I looked her straight in the eyes as my fingers squeezed my nipples and rubbed my swollen clit. Told you I wouldn't stop when you caught me.

~ Samantha Whitney