Romance Spicy Book Quotes Novels & Stories

She hesitated. That was her book. As she reached out for it, his hand moved at the same moment. Their fingers touched-just a graze-and a current pulsed between them like the flick of static before a storm. He looked at her.His eyes were grey-blue. Calm. Intense. Searching. "You have good taste," he said, voice low and smooth. Clara felt her heart trip. "Neruda's kind of... essential." He pulled the book from the shelf, opened it to the third page, and without looking down, quoted: "I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."

This caused the man to become overly aroused. Caspian let out a grunt, as he whispered in her ear, -Don't say I didn't try to be nice, when it was you who provoked me, woman, you will regret what you just did. Laughing, Sara replied, "You still like me, and you can't deny it, your body is on fire. At that moment Caspian, rammed her hard, causing Sara, to swallow her words, and she could not continue speaking, in a correct way. This made Caspian smile as he whispered to her. -Sara, no matter what you say now, I know very well that you are, doing this to make me focus, on your center, but honestly I am dying, to taste your other side, I want to penetrate that wrinkled hole, don't be so mean an

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

(Holy shit. I collapsed against him, trembling, my thighs slick, my chest heaving. “You’re—insane.” He chuckled, withdrawing his fingers slowly, almost reverently, before slipping them into his mouth and tasting me. I gawked. “You did not just—” His smirk was lethal. “Deliziosa.” (Delicious.) Heat flamed my face. “You’re disgusting.” “You came twice in my hand, princess. Don’t pretend you didn’t love it.”

His tongue rasped a long velvet caress over the stinging little nips. Deep inside, her temperature shot straight to a raging inferno. He fondled his fingers over her folds and she shuddered. He smiled at her, another wicked smirk that sent her heart ascending into her throat. She couldn’t take her eyes from his face. The passion engraved there, the love blazing in his eyes. He unhurriedly sank his finger into her tight, wet channel, and she cried out, her heart giving another surprising lurch as his eyes blurred and flashed.

He didn't use to smile before and he still doesn't smile at all. But this time...she found his lips slightly curved up. "Imagining stuff? You being my woman is a written and about imagining stuff...I've imagined fucking you senseless several times." He said with a faint smile playing on his face. She flinched and stepped back. He had such a gentle expression on his face but his words were vulgar to the core. All of this described him enough. He is crazy. "You're moaning beneath me. Weakling clinging onto me because you couldn't handle all the love I was giving you." He continued with his vulgar speech. He continued to harass her with his words and eyes.

Annette said. "If he has fallen for you, he will want to change for you," Jane said "It's that a book quote," Annette smiled as she stared at her friend "Nope, it's a quote by yours truly," Annette said as she pushed her friend on the hand playfully "Was the food any good?" Jane asked "Yeah, and we brought you something. It's in my bag," Annette said "I love you," Jane said as she kissed Annette on the cheek "You love food more," Annette said with a smile

she whispered, her voice laced with desire. Liam's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Hmm... How would you like it? Cold, warm, or hot and spicy?" In an instant, Liam swiftly removed the tray from the bed, focusing all his attention on Elena. The air crackled with an electric intensity between them. Elena leaned in closer, her voice a seductive murmur in his ear. "Very hot, Hard, and spicy," she teased, her tongue gently tracing his earlobe. A surge of desire surged through Liam's veins. "Ah! I've missed you so much, baby. Very hot and spicy it is," he responded, his voice laden with longing.

[Do I smell good to you, my sweet mate? “Sol, et omnia sidera, et movens in corde, et in tuo.” [The love that moves the sun and all the stars, and moves in my heart, and in yours.] Caspian laughed, shaking his head. “You dare quote me Dante’s Inferno?” Shrugging, I took his face in my hands, pulling him down. “A teacher once moved me enough to find meaning in his words.” “Must have been a very good teacher.”

The Professor slipped one out too, and raised a lighter between them. He ignited it, and as a lick of flame leaped out, he said, “Sex was more than just sex in that temple.” She brought her lips closer with the cigarette hanging from it, and he did the same, both of them touching the flames at the same time, their gaze still locked. She took the smoke well, although she had only really ever smoked a few times in her life. They were sitting side by side, close, but not touching. “Did the book remind you of this place?” She took the cigarette from her lips, and held it burning between her fingers.