You’re different,” he said, touching my face.Of course I was. The man I loved had killed for me. A lot of things became inconsequential after a sacrifice like that.

I’ll be ready when you are, esclave. A life for a life. A tale for a tale.

This might not be the best moment to ask me that.

I won’t let that happen. Once I get you warmed up, you’ll forget all these silly insecurities. And I’d bet my favorite dildo that the instant you see Blake in the buff, you’ll be damn...

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...

Once I had a wild fling on an otherwise boring weekend holiday in Edinburgh, with a guy I met who turned out to be a psychiatrist. He agreed with me, after hours and hours of...

Well, I’m not only a direct descendent of the Anunnaki, but I’m one of the original hybrids. My royal blood is almost pure as I was begotten from the strongest and most ancient of our...

Right on the edge of fear was where trust could grow.

Yes. You do.

He, Dominix Alexander Zubiri, was in love. With a woman who gagged at the thought of sucking his dick. The universe’s idea of a colossal joke.

and he’s one lucky bird, but he ain’t little.

Maybe you’re smiling as I stumble to put my feelings into words. But I’m trying to do her justice, you know?

Well darlin’, I fuck who I want to. And right now that’s you.

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

Oh fuck, he was right there. I was wet as hell and he could probably smell me now. I should have eaten strawberries or melon or a dozen roses or an entire mint plant. Did...

En el momento en que nuestras miradas se cruzaron, sentí que algo me atravesaba hasta lo más hondo, aquella conciencia primitiva que sólo había sentido con él. De una forma muy primaria, algo en mi...

Be confident in who you are, Cherry Blossom. Confidence and an understanding of who you are is an alluring combination men won’t be able to resist.

What he would have given to be that plaything in her hands…

Honey, letting us isn’t the issue. You either cooperate and get it done, or don’t-and still get it done.

Lust, pure gorgeous lust: the sacred energy that elevates us, and makes us feel so special.

McG: 11:39 PM: Tease. A: Bushy prehistoric looking veggies frighten me.Lilliana: 11:41 PM: WTH are we talking about here? McG: 11:42 PM: Fucking auto correct. VAGINAS! Bushy vaginas put the fear of God in me....

…but also refreshing. And sometimes it even turns me on a little.

A master like Raoul looks for a woman whose need to serve and submit matches his need to protect and take command.

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?

We fell into each other’s arms and kissed like we were coming up for air after being underwater for days. The melding of our mouths was sweeter than oxygen. We took huge, deep gulps of...

Lies. All lies. Bree was shaking so hard she bit her tongue, but she didn’t even feel the blood in her mouth. Kill her husband and seduce the widow. She thought she’d never felt as...

The air between them was electric, the scent of his aftershave was intoxicating and she could feel the testosterone bouncing off him. She could immediately tell he was a powerful man.

She felt the cold blast from the sterile air conditioning on her bare arms and thighs, as she ambled down the center of the shopping complex’s ground floor.The scene was a swirl of candy bright...

My God, Mace was all man, the kind of man every warm-blooded woman would love to take home for the night, tie to her bed and let loose on. Sitting this close to him, my...

You’re mad! First of all, she would never break her marriage vows. Secondly, she’s certainly deduced by now what a whoremonger you are. She wouldn’t touch you with gloves, my friend.” from THE DEVIL YOU...

It should be illegal to have such a hot little body as yours.” —Bryce Van Der Linden Unbearable Passion (Book 1), Never Say Never

Your hatred is my foreplay.” – Julian King

I won’t have people judging you because of this.

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...

There we were, filled with pure animal need, as he pinned me to the wooden table, and cruelly whipped my naked bottom; the two of us sweaty and panting, me screaming, him grunting, our primal...

When I make love to you, Lanie, I want you to feel every inch of me buried deep inside of you, loving you, worshiping your body…

I love you, Tyler. I always have and always will. I can’t let you go because you’re the only person who can breathe oxygen into my lungs, blood to my beating heart, thoughts into my...

I didn’t ask.

Blake smiled while greeting him and turned to introduce me to his friend from Camp Lejeune. Blake made the formal introductions while I studied the two distinguished men. I liked the way they both carried...

If women were totally satisfied with their sexual and lovemaking experiences, women would welcome the lovemaking experience as much as men.

I couldn’t hear anything or anyone, there was only the sound of our sex and the smell of books.

I prescribe a quick jerk off in the shower and a return to sanity. (Dr. Hugo Peralta)

I’m thinking ahead, imagining what our lives together would be like once we’re free from this hell and allowed to live and let go. You know? Really let go of our pain and finally enjoy...

It’s a good thing, right, when an author gets turned on by the dirty scenes they write?!

You have become everything to me.

You should’ve told me Tess,” I murmured against her hair. “You helped me find my humanness but you took it away with your lies.

Theo was so pleased with her, so proud of her. In love with her, whatever love was.

Did you say a skirt?”She wanted to smack him.

She had never been so affected by the idea of intimacy, but there was something about his eyes; something warm, and gentle even though she felt transparent every time he turned his attention on her;...

He closed the door behind us, and led me through to the back of the shop. ‘If you don’t mind, you can get changed in the stock cupboard,’ he said. ‘We’re not posh enough here...