Bestselling Erotic Romance Quotes

What do you know about me, Isabeau?"

He leaned forward, and I forced myself to stay still instead of shying away. He was so close that I could smell the subtle notes of his cologne: musk and wood with a hint of leather.

What did he want me to say? That everyone said he was an ogre? Or that they all wanted to sleep with him anyway?

"I..."

"Go on. You won't hurt my feelings."

He was still smiling, slight dimples visible in both cheeks. The sight was destracting, to say the least.

"I know that you're the youngest CEO and partner in the company's history, and I know that you earned the spot by working your way up after graduate school instead of using your inheritance as a crutch."

"Everyone knows that. What do you know about me? The real stuff. None of this press release bullshit."

I looked down at my hands, anything not to have to look up at his face so close to me.

"Um. People say... they say that you're scary. And that your assistants don't last long."

He laughed, a deep, warm sound that seemed to fill up the office. I glanced up to see him smirking at me. I relaxed my grip on the desk a little. Maybe I wasn't being fired after all.

"What else do they say?"

Oh, God. He can't possibly want me to tell him everything. Does he? The look on his face confirmed that he did. It was clear by the way he looked at me that I wasn't leaving this office un ~ Delilah Fawkes

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Gram, you should have been a romance writer." Creighton wasn't her soul mate. The man was probably just lonely, living in such a remote area.
"You know, I might just give that a try. Just think, Effie Munro, erotic-romance author pens "hawt" stories from her beautiful Scottish estate. ~ Vonnie Davis

JACKSON: When I'm in I'm all in..... ~ Jordan Silver

You're a killer," she says. The words should hurt me, but they only feel like the truth.
"Yes. And I want to be a killer for you, Ana. ~ Alexis Abbott

He starts kissing my back and I shiver." - Sofia Herrera (Exposed, Unbearable Passion, #3) ~ Scarlett Avery

When he broke that long kiss, he smiled at her before kissing her hard. "So, my love, I hope that your punishment will stop you from trying another payback for a while at least?"
Laura laughed and sighed, dramatically. "Of course, it will. I never want to be punished like that again. Well, not until tonight anyway. You will be back tonight, won't you? I'm often very bad at night so you may have to do this all over again to me until I learn how to be good. Hmm, and during the day, I'm not always very good either so you'd better watch out for that too."
"You don't make punishing you an easy task, do you? It almost seems like you enjoy being punished."
"No, it's not that, baby. Though, your punishment was very well given. It's just that I have a very aggressive, bad gene and it makes me backslide, umm, and often frontslide too. I have learnt with you that I'm always wanting to backslide and frontslide but, as it's obviously a genetic defect, I can't really be blamed for that, now can I" (Tales from Terrigal, Book 2, WIP) ~ Khul Waters

I felt like an animal, and animals don't know sin, do they? ~ Jess C. Scott

You're beautiful, my little wolf. Every single part of you, especially your soul. I can feel it connected to mine. ~ Elena Kincaid

I'm a writer."It took a second to click. Then Blake chucked. "Not just any writer. She writes paranormal porn."She turned, and snarled at Blake, "It's not porn. It is erotic romance. ~ Hazel Gower

You have that look on your face," Alessandro said, smiling as he tucked a damp lock of her blonde hair behind her ear. "What look?" Bree asked, resting a hand on his flushed chest, propping herself up on one elbow. She could feel the racing
heart beneath. "The look of a woman who's been rather well fucked, darling," he grinned smugly. She punched his chest lightly. "Ego much?" "I see nothing wrong with taking pride in a job well done," he pointed out. "Oh of course," Bree said, laughing and dropped her head on his chest. ~ E. Jamie

​ "This place is fun, Downtown is fun!" I said, looking at the blurred lights of the lamps on the street. "No wonder you left me for this… I wouldn't be surprised if a ghost came out." I closed my fist, trying to catch the lights. "Now I get it, Dan! You're a ghost!"
​ "Am I?" he talked to me in an accommodating way, like anyone would do with a friend too drunk to think clearly.
​ "Yes! There's even two of you now."
​ "Of course, that would be the only possible reason." We reached the parking lot.
​ "Say Dan, have you come back to help me with Shallie? But if you're a ghost, can you just call her for me?" I grabbed his arm. "Can you? Can you bring her to me?" Suddenly all the fake happiness I was feeling before left me in a deep, black desperation. Dan's expression changed too, and got darker.
​ "I'm not a ghost, Drew," he said, calmly, securing the helmet under my chin. "I'm sorry," he added. ~ Elen Chase

My, my, and you accuse the Dardanos of trying to run the world. As you so succinctly put it, you have no desire to be a part of my life, which means you have no say in where I choose to live, sunshine. I, on the other hand, made no such declaration."
"God, I hate you," Bree seethed.
Alessandro smiled and tapped the end of her nose playfully, resisting the urge to tear her thick coat off of her and take her right against the wall. "You keep telling yourself that, love. We both know better. ~ E. Jamie

What would you like to do with my neck?' I asked. 'Seduce me with your words. Feel free. ~ James Lusarde

Let's start over shall we? Hello gorgeous. I'm Justin McKinley. I'm head baker at Le Chef Petite. I'd love to get to know you better. Can I seduce you with my vast knowledge of sweet and sensual desserts?
Alicia couldn't help it. She giggled. One of those girly, I've-been-flirting bubbly ~ Lea Barrymire

Nothing stayed, nothing ever changed. But love, only love, that was the true part of the story, no matter what the beginning, middle or end. ~ Selena Kitt

Stop smiling as if I've been acquainted with you for ages! ~ Olga Goa

I'm giving pleasure to you. Don't interfere. ~ Olga Goa

It is better to travel well than to arrive." - Buddha ~ Margaret Harlowe

Alessandro…we should go down-" "Oh I agree." He smiled, mischievous brown eyes lifting to hers. "Downstairs," she corrected. "I like my meaning better," and with that he went down on his knees. "No!" Bree hissed even as her body was screaming YES! "Stop arguing with me, darling. ~ E. Jamie

Well, shit." I forced a laugh. "I guess I do know what love is, after all." It was Clare. Always Clare. ~ Elizabeth Morgan

His long fingers curled around the back of her lace thong, pulling the material taut against her wet fold. "I'm a big guy, and you know I always deliver. ~ Avery Flynn

If you pull a rope and some duct tape out of those saddlebags, I'm going to freak.
Jeana E. Mann. Intoxicated (Kindle Locations 746-747). ~ Jeana E. Mann

If you lie there much longer, I'll be tempted to tie you to the table legs and try buttering your ass instead of the toast. ~ Cari Silverwood

As my mind dwells on the depths I have already sunk into since my arrival less than an hour ago, I approach Shaw's feet and legs. Unsure of how to proceed, but sure that looking up at him is not an acceptable response, I wait on all fours in front of him, like an untrained animal. I squirm at the prospect that he may be making the same comparison.
The hushed and excitable voices of the other men perforate the air around us as Shaw reaches down towards me. I see his left hand in my line of vision and one finger gently moves my face upwards to look at him. I gaze up at him and in this moment I want him more than I have ever wanted any man. I want him to seduce me. I want him to conquer me. I want to be devoured. ~ Felicity Brandon

Have you ever been properly fucked, Angel?" he asked, his voice like a caress she felt all over her body. "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His thumb plunged into her mouth, sliding over her tongue, before retreating. "Not. Properly. Fucked. ~ Shelly Bell

You think Diana would come to your bed?" Ned threw his head back and laughed. "You're mad! First of all, she would never break her marriage vows. Secondly, she's certainly deduced by now what a whoremonger you are. She wouldn't touch you with gloves, my friend." from THE DEVIL YOU KNOW (DEVIL DEVERE book #3) ~ Victoria Vane

Archer tries not to think of his own state of purity, physically unsullied, yet now spiritually beyond redemption, his thoughts plagued by lithe limbs and brilliant blue eyes. Doctor Archer has never really understood women, nor has he ever had time for courtship; this is a sacrifice he has willingly made for his career. He thought - believed - for most of his adult life that his vocation was to tend the sick of mind. Romance was a frivolity, carnal urges something he successfully sublimated, resisting the drive to spoil himself. Now, in the overbearing loneliness of his 4am bed he touches himself in secret, panting and hungry and stunned by shame ~ John T. Fuller

The moment had come, and the rest of the world fell away from the two of them, a single bubble floating unnoticed on a the wind of time. He had no idea how long it had lasted – ineffably tender, passionate, erotic, romantic and innocent all at once. Everything a kiss should be, but seldom becomes. ~ Michael Hibbard

That's it? That's all that happens after you topple from grace? We lose our rubies and rations?" Marshall smirked. "Woe is me. ~ Sophie Avett

Romance is different when two people approach each other from the space of knowledge rather than absolute mystery. No matter how well we get to know someone else, there is always a realm of mystery. Old ideas about romantic love taught females and males to believe that erotic tension depended on the absence of communication and understanding. This misinformation about the nature of love has helped to further the politics of domination, particularly male domination of women. Without knowing one other, we can never experience intimacy. ~ Bell Hooks

Are you finished?" He snarls. "I have perfect vision, sub. Now, I gave you a choice, something I rarely do. Either the skirt comes off so I can see your luscious ass; your corset comes off and I flog those delicious looking tits…or you use your safe word. Which is it going to be?" He growls at my neck, soaking my panties. I'll never see him or these people again, and I soooo want this now. What the hell… "The skirt, Sir."
"Good Girl…" He grins. ~ Lainie Suzanne