Erotic Fiction Quotes

“I love you. That is the beginning, that is the end. That is everything.”
― Ella Frank, Blind Obsession

“I moaned then, tilting my head back to give him better access. His hands clamped on my waist, then moved—one going to cup my rear, the other sliding between us.
This—this moment, when it was him and me and nothing between our bodies …
His tongue scraped the roof of my mouth as he dragged a finger down the center of me, and I gasped, my back arching. “Feyre,” he said against my lips, my name like a prayer more devout than any Ianthe had offered up to the Cauldron on that dark solstice morning.
His tongue swept my mouth again, in time to the finger that he slipped inside of me. My hips undulated, demanding more, craving the fullness of him, and his growl reverberated in my chest as he added another finger.
I moved on him. Lightning lashed through my veins, and my focus narrowed to his fingers, his mouth, his body on mine. His palm pushed against the bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs, and I groaned his name as I shattered”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.”
― Emme Rollins, Dear Rockstar

“Perfect,” he groaned. “You are perfect.” He sank his teeth into her ass, hard, drawing blood. “And now you wear my mark,” he finished proudly. “Your ass is mine.”
― Hanna Lui, Suck

“Tie me up, please..." Chantal said. They looked above at some vines and roots hanging down from the grassy area above the depression in the canal they were standing in. She was in his hands—he had to comply.

A little bit of kink was one of the most delicious of erotic pleasures. Catholic school girls were often the horniest—Brett could hardly contain his elation.”
― Jess C Scott, Catholic School Girls Rule

“That is Kingsley Edge. And he is the opposite of boring. And if you three have any sense you’ll stay away from him.”
“What sense I had just took her panties off and laid down in front of him,”
― Tiffany Reisz, Submit to Desire

“I want to be able to fulfill someone’s heart’s desires and make them happy. Learn new things about life and have memorable experiences.”
― Charles Dyson, A Decade of Desire: Erotic Memoirs from The Office Diaries

“Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she considered herself to be a virgin. Her intent had been to present herself as such when she found "Mr. Right.”
― Jess C Scott, Master & Servant

“Yes, sir, I will,” there was a nervous edge in her voice, but now it was too late. Her session had begun.”
― Charles Dyson, A Decade of Desire: Erotic Memoirs from The Office Diaries

“Yes, I’m sure the universe connected us and may do so again when it deems the time is right. Until then, in only a few short hours combined with a set of lovely messages, I have enjoyed something rarely found, a gemstone in the sands of time.”
― Charles Dyson, A Decade of Desire: Erotic Memoirs from The Office Diaries

“He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice tits.”
― Jess C Scott, Take-Out, Part 1

“He opened the letter and read its contents. A stiffness grew in his loins as her sexual fantasies were laid bare, written out before him.”
― Charles Dyson, A Decade of Desire: Erotic Memoirs from The Office Diaries

“I feel like a massive wave of life just washed over me. While luck comes in many guises, winning the lottery pales into nothing compared to meeting unique people.”
― Charles Dyson, A Decade of Desire: Erotic Memoirs from The Office Diaries

“Unique people are always worth some effort. I’m very blessed to know a handful; time spent with them is a joy for the soul.”
― Charles Dyson, A Decade of Desire: Erotic Memoirs from The Office Diaries

“They wanted her. They all loved her. And they wanted to keep her.”
― Hanna Lui, Lick

“A little vanilla never hurt anybody.” He nipped her ankle. “Great shoes by the way. Sexy as hell.”
― Hanna Lui, Blow

“Adjusting her legs, he opened her thighs so that she straddled him. Her pussy was directly over his cock, instinctively recognizing the appropriate sensual route, and she spread and slumped further, dramatically increasing the explicit contact.
Tugging at the belt at his waist, he loosened it, and pushed at the lapels of his robe, exposing only his chest.
"Touch me," he said and, when she vacillated, he gripped her hand and laid it over his heart, then rasped it in a slow circle. "Like this.”
― Cheryl Holt, Total Surrender

“But wouldn't it be more amusing if I stayed? You could climb in the tub again, and I could wash you. Or---" he glanced down at his pants that so graphically outlined his masculine form---"I could soak in the water, and you could bathe me. Either way, I promise the experience will be everything you desire. And more.”
― Cheryl Holt, Total Surrender

“Her breathing hitched. Too much was happening too fast. The wanton episode was so inconceivable that it played out like a fantasy---except that he was really present, arousing and addictive. Her mind wailed for her to call a halt, but her body wouldn't obey.
'I'd planned to have you on your bed the first time"---his assertion brushed against her ear---"but maybe I should take you here, by the mirror, so you can see how splendid we are together.”
― Cheryl Holt, Total Surrender

“Not willing to deny himself a modest sample of the shattering excess, he sun her and propped her agains the bedpost. Her thighs were spread wide and, though many layers of fabric separated them, his cock was wedged against her mound, her searing heat coaxing him, urging him on and in. Matching the thrust of his tongue, he flexed against her, slowly and meticulously, letting her savor his aroused condition, allowing her to distinguish his decadent invitation.”
― Cheryl Holt, Total Surrender

“Not willing to deny himself a modest sample of the shattering excess, he spun her and propped her against the bedpost. Her thighs were spread wide and, though many layers of fabric separated them, his cock was wedged against her mound, her searing heat coaxing him, urging him on and in. Matching the thrust of his tongue, he flexed against her, slowly and meticulously, letting her savor his aroused condition, allowing her to distinguish his decadent invitation.”
― Cheryl Holt, Total Surrender

“Only a very few were true submissive. Most of the applicants didn’t have what it took to be a real slave, even if they thought otherwise. Presentation Night typically dispelled their illusions .”
― Laura Tolomei, Deadly Karma

“Freedom isn’t in breaking chains—it’s in deciding which ones you choose to wear.”
― Kemal Onur Güneş

“To hold the key is not just to possess power, but to carry the weight of responsibility for someone else’s surrender.”
― Kemal Onur Güneş

“We didn’t realize it then, but we were stepping onto a carousel—spinning faster with every message, kiss, and climax.”
― Josh Steele

“We made love slowly, deliberately—each stroke a confession, every kiss a promise we knew we couldn’t keep.”
― Josh Steele

“One last fuck.”
― James Daniello Jr, Wide Asleep

“He was a mildly successful author, according to his wife.”
― James Daniello Jr, Wide Asleep

“He had been a mildly successful author, according to his wife.”
― James Daniello Jr, Wide Asleep

“He muttered soft moans as Peach the starfish sweetly annoyed the flesh of his anus...”
― James Daniello Jr, Wide Asleep