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…

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.

I thought you’d never ask,” he said.

She blinked her eyes open, her lips parted and cheeks flushed, looking every bit like a goddess before him. And if he were a better man, he wouldn’t have been able to taint such purity....

Silence fills the sweet walk from the park. Our first encounter buzzing between us in the dark winter night. Holding your hand we know the connection, the special bond that has grown between two souls…

…Tomorrow I’m going to destroy you. I’m going to mark your body and ruin your mind. By noon, you won’t know whether to laugh or cry. But tonight? Tonight I will revere you. I will...

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.

Smiling seductively, I run my eyes over him as I slowly part my legs and reach down between my wet thighs, running my fingers over my clit. His eyes follow the move, and his mouth...

I’d always be watching her. And she knew now that she belonged to me. Every breath she took, every step she made, every smile she faked, I’d always be there, watching her, waiting for her.

Okay, you’re older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we’ll probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I’ll learn to...

Barbara had really missed her calling. She should have been a gynecologist. Nothing pleased her more than having her face between another woman’s legs.

Pues…siento no besarte todas las veces que pienso hacerlo. Lamento mucho no decirte cada día todo lo que se me pasa por la cabeza al verte.Siento no poder hacer que cumplas todo lo que quieres...

You have chastised me, demeaned me and dismantled me, before bringing me back to life. Who would have thought all of this was possible in a grotty cubicle of the men’s room? You hold me...

How dull would it be to consume my meat with only one variety of sauce? My body and spirit would whither, being fed on such limited fare. To sample the delights of a great many...

You may get me to say the word, but know this, you will never truly own me. That right belongs to my real master. You may take his symbol off my hip, but there will...

I have to have you.

I felt like an animal, and animals don’t know sin, do they?

Shut up. You should remember, you’re my bitch tonight.

A reaper in a bubble bath? What an affront to the dignity of death.

My words are like a musical instrument, softly & seductively playing under the moonlight as they penetrate the depths of your loins!

Thank you! Most people don’t notice me!”I turned back to her and smiled, our eyes locked. Her glasses were thick, and they magnified her eyes several times. It was strange looking at them, but I...

No one wants to fuck Chewbacca

But as an escort it’s our duty to hold their attention and play with their heads. The one between their ears and the one in their pants.

Socrates held up his hands, wiggling his fingers. “God gave me these hands to change the world, one child at a time.

As Angelica opened up her eyes, she shuddered in fear at the massive animal that was holding her and fondling her body. I have been captured by a Bigfoot, she thought. The natives were right....

Ella contuvo la respiración y él se tragó el suspiro con otro beso.Su cuerpo se estremecía por la necesidad de desnudarla, follarla otra vez, de poseerla por completo. No era solo su cuerpo lo que...

Of course it hurts, it’s a spanking. How else would it work?

I swear to you, she is an angel sent to earth to spread kindness,” Falih said, his voice somewhat out of pitch. Something must be wrong, thought Iayd.

Excuse me,’ I said cheerily. ‘Is the job still going?’ I pointed to the notice.‘Of course,’ he said, looking back at me with a warm smile. I think he was as hopeful as I was...

Orgasms are so much stronger when tempered in the flames of darkened desires and cooled in the waters of emotions.

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck.

A girl could get to hate Doms.

You know what would really help? If men started looking at it like a bank. The more you deposit the more you can withdraw later. Make a woman come as a rule, she’s going to...

Sweetheart, I’ll be a Marine ‘til they bury my cold, dead, decrepit ass in the ground a good fifty or sixty years from now.

Yes, sir.” I reply instantly. My voice sounds needy – already.

It says adult prison on the gates, not Hogwarts. Now, get in and say hi to your new housmate.

How can any woman not enjoy that? We’re sensual beings, we love that.

Ghost shook his head as he sat on the very edge of the bed, poised to take flight if need be. The spiral under his hair felt warm, almost painful, but he resisted the urge...

You are an asshole. You don’t tell me what to do, ever. The day you control my life, well, that day is when hell freezes over. I’m not some weak little wife type, asshole, and...

…I know that if you ask me to jump I will say how high. So I will stay away from you and hope that you never ever say jump.

We’re gay, we’re in love, and we’re married. It’s not wrong. We’re not wrong!” – Avery Adams

… The use of your gift for good is your responsibility. You must decide for yourself.

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...

Thanks, babe. It takes true talent to get your ass whipped.

He is so beautiful,” she thought, aching from the sadness that she saw in his eyes. In the late-afternoon sunlight, those eyes were almost green. She took his face in her hands and pulled him...

Not that the man needed clothes. God meant for that piece of perfection to have nothing masking the luscious, tanned flesh stretched taut over beautiful muscles.