I like that I know that. I don’t like the fact that other men do too.

Dressed to strip?’’You know—expensive clothes that feel good in your hands while you take them off him.

I’ve always liked a woman that understood the value of getting out of my bed just as quick as she’d jumped in it.

I walked with a sexy, confident walk, just like Bambi on his first walk.

Hey, suit guy!” The man bellowed. Chris bit back the urge to yell. He turned, expecting to be confronted by a hand held out for money. What he saw was a pair of enormous eyes,...

Fuck I love it when you talk dirty.

She listened to silence. Except the birds. The waves. A few voices in the distance. She would not turn to him. He had to come to her. He HAD to come to her.

It was like my uterus was tapping out a happy dance on the rest of my organs. God, I was dying the longest, most tortuous, and arousing death in the history of the world.

I had come to the conclusion that everyone took sex far too seriously. I mean, it’s only sex.

You can’t cover up the swagger of a cowboy.

He recovered quickly, reaching out to touch a few outstretched hands, melting the front row of girls like one long stick of butter as he moved closer toward me.

Damn and double damn the man. So much for I am woman, hear me roar. More like I am gobsmacked, watch me drool.

Don’t be coy, Joshua. No matter how much money the other men here have, they can’t buy what you’ve gotten for free.

He was unbelievably hard. Everywhere. He was in control, infinitely stronger, and he wanted me to know it. -Ella

The candle’s flame washed her in a sensual bath of pulsating light, and Hans became entranced by the soft glow upon her skin.

Got a pair just like those. Never seen ’em lookin’ like that though.” “Like what?” Sauntering away from her, I smirked. “Sexy as fuck.

Vladimir stood next to one of the beams on the back porch of our new home, leaning on his back. He reached in his pocket and grabbed a pack of cigarettes, Marlboro Reds which were...

I heard that the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else.

It’s hard to believe someone who walks around commanding so much attention with his acute cockiness, hard muscles, and tattoos would ever let someone like me bring him to his knees-and make no mistake, I...

Oh, doctor. I think I’m sick I need some penis-cilin.” I fake cough again into my hand.

There is nothing sexier than sword fight.

All human males were as fascinated with cars as they were with breasts.

It’s like… I breathe you babe. There is no other way to explain it.

We were good at this then too.”As his soft lips met mine, my entire body felt molten—liquid and hot, moving seamlessly with his.

When you’re honest, what compares with the gorgeous thrill of sex? What brings you the same sense of wonder, pleasure, and fulfilment? I can’t think of anything as good.

People who could easily be mistaken as preteens just shouldn’t even try to pull off the look-at-me-I’m-so-serious-and-mysterious-and-sexy look. Especially while driving because, please, you look like you are twelve and a half and driving with...

Handsome hero wanted.Brave in the face of certain danger.Must be willing to get naked with other species.At least six-inch penis required.Fee is negotiable.

She looked so sexy with her sixteen cats that I just had to swipe right, but when she messaged me first quoting Monty Python, I knew it was Tinder love. Maybe on the first date...

In fashion, only sexy won’t go out of fashion.

Could the two people who are making out please be quiet?” the Colonel asked loudly from his sleeping bag. “Those of us who are not making out are drunk and tired.

I woan let you go back to that boy–not until you give me one bec doux.” A sweet kiss. Then he reached forward, unlacing the ribbon from my hair.”What are you doing?” I murmured.”Souvenir.” He...

I pulled him in and kissed back, and he threw his hands through my hair, his tongue licking hard over mine, picked me up by my thighs and wrapped them around him, he had a...

That sounded sweet enough to almost be intelligent, but it was chauvinistic as hell.

He was sexual in a way that made women think of deeply repressed fantasies therapists and feminists alike would cringe to hear tell of.

Sexiness should not be overt. Something shapeless that drapes across your hip, hangs off the shoulder; something that cowls in the front, drapes low in the back, that’s sexy.

My whole thing is being sexy without showing too much, because that’s my comfort level.

I don’t want to be the anchor around his feet. I want to be the sky. I want to be the colorful weird name.

I grieve nothing. I take everything.

[T.J.] Without thinking, I held them out to her. She stopped laughing, and looked at me like she wasn’t quite sure what I meant. I waited, and she leaned toward me and opened her mouth....

In New York I was always offered the hot, sexy roles. But in L.A. I was offered the plain, dowdy roles. It says a lot about the difference between the coasts.

MUSIC. Tunneling right down into your CORE and SOULTIME. Hep, sloppy, SEXY and cerebral. Chancy and hip-swinging like ELVIS and your first teenage KISS.

You’re either sexy or you’re not. I’m very self-conscious about my physiognomy.

Across from her, Hunter devoured her meal even more completely than she had. Sinclair watched her sink sharp teeth into the chicken bone, heard it snap, then the soft grunt of satisfaction. She made soft...

Love is like a spring rain on a sunny September morning. And when I go out on dates, I bring my own jars of pickles. Women probably find it not only practical, but devastatingly sexy.

Sexy isn’t my middle name. Lust-factory is, with the hyphen.

We broke up in eighth grade when Tara-Mae Forrester offered to let me touch her boobs. And I did.

You smell salty,” he says. “Like the ocean.” He leans closer to me and licks up the side of my face. “You taste salty too. Maybe I should grab a bottle of tequila and we...

I’m too sexy for a grocery store. John Carter Quinn

That you want me more than your next breath.”If she moved forward a couple of inches, his boner would make her believe.

No, I don’t think you do, fighting isn’t the release you desire.