If you roll a pearl around your mouth it slowly reveals the dreams of oysters, memories of the sea, the taste of orgasm.

Books have a life. They breathe. When you write a book, it grows and changes. You learn from your characters after you create them. They come from you and you become them.

You asked of me once, how high, high can beor if there was an exhibit..I smiled and then whispered..My thighs are the limit…

I’ll touch you. Lick you. Fuck you. When I want. Where I want. And you can’t do a thing to stop me except use your safe word.

The hardest thing in the world is to be original. It seems like our heads are filled with banalities and clichés. You have to keep digging deeper and deeper to try and find a fresh...

And I’m not making the call so you’ll suck my dick. So, now that we’ve cleared that up, can you get on with it?

You want to be a marine; you need to learn how to fuck like one.

Mandy’s chest heaved more with each breath as he transitioned from a kiss into a long, slow, gentle suck. She could feel her nipples harden as the sensations of pleasure coursed from her breasts throughout...

She saw each of the men enter the room and look her up and down. One by one their eyes followed her, watching her every move. Suddenly she ripped the covers off the bed and...

Every gesture was one of disorder and violence, as if a lioness had come into the room.

Compressing her lips together, she gave Mark a baleful glance, eyes flashing pure malice. If he wanted his lips anywhere near hers he’d better be prepared to do battle.‘Now that’s what I’m talking about,’ said...

Well this wasn’t Vegas, and this wasn’t Disneyland, this was ‘Erotica- The Theme Park – featuring Femdom World, Slave World, Bondage World, Spanking World – and so much more!’ -according to the brochure Jillian and...

Because you’re so nuts for this. Aren’t you, huh? You’re so primed. I can feel that hot little pussy clenching around me every time I move a muscle or say a word – ohhhh, yeah....

I’m not likely to forget someone slapping my butt with a big piece of wood.

Your ass is mine.

There is a kind of truth in a well-told lie. When we look back, we don’t see things as they were but how we would like them to have been.

Someday, I want to touch you only with my voice and tease you only with my words. I want to watch as you quiver with longing, as your body goes soft and slick. I want...

The strikes continue ruthlessly. I brace for each blow, numbering it as the heat subsides, and enjoying her tender exploration of my swollen lips in between. The rhythm pulls me through the assault and, all...

By appealing to his imagination, a pornographic novel brings the reader’s body into play; libertine fiction appeals only to his mind. The goal of the former is erotic pleasure, or rather the desire to experience...

I’m sure you can manage from here”, and without a further word, he walked out of her room, then let himself out of her flat.

The first time she saw Jag Silvertree she was watering the garden, and her clematis got soaked as she dreamt of melting into his face. The second time she saw Jag she knew she would...

No, kitten, when it comes to sex, I don’t have a polite bone in my body.

I want to discover every hidden secret of your body and a thousand ways to make you scream my name.

So many choices and temptations tonight. – Emma

Mae West had it right—try anything once, do it again if you like it.

…he called me whore, slut, bitch…all the beautiful ugly words that secretly thrilled me.

I don’t think about that day the crazy lady tried to shoot Abby but got you instead. It was an awful day. When it does cross my mind, I turn it around and think about...

He paused, giving her a sweet smile of understanding. “You don’t have to start with the crown jewels, you know. You could start with my lips then work your way down.

I called your name every damn time.

And I’m trying to stay strong. I really, really am. But he smells so damn good, and his lips are just right there… all soft and inviting, and all I can think about is having...

I want that little blonde bitch in the lobby to hear me screaming your name.

Jonathan Drazen,” I said, squeezing his hand. “You’re a manipulative bastard, a brazen liar, and a sadist. You’ve brought me to my knees. You’ve dominated me. You’ve told me who I am and then challenged...

He was the kind of man I wanted: wild, hot, horny, and losing control. And it all pointed back to me, about how much I felt in control of him, with the power of my...

If I were you, I’d clear those cobwebs out because there isn’t a shop-vac out there strong enough to handle that job.

I’m never going to let you go again.

I felt sorry for myself since my wimpy dom can’t catch a snail crossing the sidewalk.

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?

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

With each impact you tell me that my body belongs to you; that I amyours to use, yours to punish and yours to screw. Your words are almost aspowerful as your hand. They leave me...

Among my greatest loves is the act of being pinned and invaded – not by one, or two or three, but by many, one after the other. What it is to lose yourself among many,...

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?

She loved the fact he was older than her and more experienced, he had so much to teach her and she couldn’t wait to learn.

My head drops back and I have a fleeting out-of-body moment where I see myself in the window, my hands tied above my head with my legs wrapped around the neck of Chris Merit, while...

I want some. Can we have him?

Shy, I can’t be fixed. We won’t ride off into the sunset. There will be no happy ending.

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.

There’s not always one right answer. The only thing I can tell you is everything that goes on back there is consensual. ~Dylan

I’m going to teach you how to fuck your husband

I push back against him, meeting his forceful pounds with my eager pu*sy. Riding the razors edge of climactic heaven.

I feel a deep sense of responsibility when I awaken a submissive. I know the imposters who prowl hoping to pounce on the untried.