Sexy Quotes

Weed etiquette rule - whoever rolls the joint, gets the first hit.

~ Kenya Wright

If I thought I’d been drawn to her, now I knew, I’d been taken,kidnapped,caged,destroyed,and all the other things that went with someone having complete power over another.

~ Kenya Wright

And with her hair, so red, she’d caught my eye... My little red riding hood.

~ Kenya Wright

I’d been just like her, a youngster with something to say, a rebel through street art, leaving my mark on public buildings, to taunt the government and humor the public

~ Kenya Wright

Red stepped inside my penthouse with her two friends...“Make sure all the staff knows that they need to spoil those three. Give them whatever they want, champagne, the caviar drizzled in hash oil, anything. Even my own stuff to smoke from the crystal bong I got in Paris to the vape pen done in pearl. They need to be impressed.

~ Kenya Wright

He smiled and captured my hand..... I attempted to pull my hand away. He tightened his grip just a little and kept my hand encased in his. A warmth spread through to me.

~ Kenya Wright

Me, following her home.Her, thinking she's alone.For hours, I watched her paint, sat in the darkness, and marveled.

~ Kenya Wright

He placed his hands to his belt buckle and undid it. “Just be careful, Red. This isn’t a fairytale. No one will save you, if you decide to see how sharp the wolf’s teeth really are.

~ Kenya Wright

People called me, Lobo, which was Spanish for wolf.

~ Kenya Wright

She held her hand out in front of her. “Wait.”“No,” I groaned and then cleared my throat. “I mean okay, I can wait.

~ Kenya Wright

What are you most scared of?” she asked and I wished she hadn’t. I didn’t like admitting it.“I’m scared of dying alone.

~ Kenya Wright

Sorry. I would be bad for you.

~ Kenya Wright

Don’t ever try to leave me again.

~ Kenya Wright

There's always a price.

~ Kenya Wright

Compliments like that are only going to get you everywhere.

~ Kenya Wright

Women formed from black smoke come to me at night and they scream for me to not cut their throats or twist those tiny necks. They beg and cry. Then right at the moment when I can't take anymore, I rush up to them, slashing at the smoke with my hands. Do they go away? Never. They turn into familiar faces.

~ Kenya Wright

That was when my hard persona cracked and shattered into pieces. My hands shook as I wiped away all of the tears streaming down my face. The hysteria that I’d held in all night fled my body.

~ Kenya Wright

Blood is no longer flowing in my brain right now. It’s somewhere else.

~ Kenya Wright

You’re not going to start screaming sonnets outside my bedroom window, are you?”He winked. “I just might.

~ Kenya Wright

One should never believe the words I speak.

~ Kenya Wright

Nervousness from earlier surged back into me. Goodness. He was honey poured over an athletic body. Short, sandy-blond curls outlined his face, which boasted full lips, high cheek bones, and long lashes that any woman would envy. Even with those soft features, his face appeared hard and sculpted by an artist.

~ Kenya Wright

Those fake blue eyes stared back, mocking me. At least the tears didn’t show. Thank God. Instead, they ducked back into my eyelids as I tucked my sadness back into my core.... The more my mind flew off in one direction, the more my sanity shattered into pieces that no one could sweep up and glue back together.

~ Kenya Wright

Do not mock my baby. He pulls away and strokes his palm over he seat. She was my first love.Well your current ... er ... girl, is getting jealous with all the attention you're paying your first love, and she has orifices you can stick things in without having your boy bits burnt off.He pulls me into him again and his mouth goes to work on my neck. “Fuck I love it when you talk dirty.

~ Carmen Jenner

There are times when a girl needs sexy. That's the thing no one ever tells you. Sexy can be both a weapon and a wall of defense.

~ Kristen Callihan

He looked at me with such raw need that my heart skipped a beat. He licked his lips and slowly lowered his head to mine. Does it even matter if he only wants me for my blood?

~ J.l. Mccoy

If you are not appetisers, main course and dessert, you are dating the wrong diner...

~ Virginia Alison

Join the Revolution! Be your own Brand of Sexy!

~ Susan L. Edelman

I've always had a thing for Carmyn Rafferty. She carries herself as a reserved and proper woman, but I see a tension in her. A slight glitch in some of her movements lets me know she's aching to be liberated. She wants to let go. In a way she never has. A way she's afraid to get too close to. Her boyfriend's obviously never been able to take her there.I could, though.Maybe that's what has always kept me drawn to her. She wouldn't just be another lay to me. I'd be breaking her in, kind of like taming a horse, but I'd be setting her free.

~ Angeline Kace

Let me be the drink in your cup. I know how to intoxicate you.

~ J.a. Anum

It doesn't matter if you're 20, 40, 60, 80, or 100. Embrace your sexy-ass self and express it!

~ Steve Maraboli

You are old and grey,” she teased.“And you’re never too immortal for a spanking,” he shot back...

~ Dianna Hardy

Some primal force roared inside him, his possessive streak taking charge. He cupped the back of her head, her hair falling over the back of his hand like silk, and tightened his grip. The moment she softened against him, he took control.

~ Leah Braemel

His thought processes imploded when she grabbed his ass, her nails digging in a way that set his body on fire. He loved the way her breath was hot on his cheek, the way her eyes had gone unfocused and fluttered closed, her lashes resting softly on her cheeks. She was here and for tonight, this weekend, she was his.

~ Leah Braemel

Hey!” I wave my index finger in his face, “No shitting on pop music. Everyone needs some light, fun, sexy pop music. It’s summer, and that right there, is the perfect summer song. It’s hot.” “You’re right, it is hot,” he says, scanning my body with his eyes.

~ Hilaria Alexander

I made a tactical error tonight with Wyatt. She paused Horizontally. Sara laughed. Again?

~ Jill Shalvis

You know what you are, Sam Brody? she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. A big, fat tease. They both knew there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. They also both knew exactly what she meant.

~ Jill Shalvis

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

In the cookies of motherhood, you're the chocolate chips.

~ H.l. Balcomb

She would do whatever she had to, even make this man’s life a living hell if it were required, and judging by the arrogance of Thomas Glanville, that possibility was quite likely.

~ Tamara Hughes

Those green eyes mocked her, and the ass leaned into her blade as if daring her to slice him

~ Tamara Hughes