Contemporary Erotic Romance Quotes

Most politicians' voices dripped with air kisses and firm handshakes, affable and approachable, telling you what you wanted to hear. But Jonathon Brond had an edge. The man didn't hide the power in his voice. ~ Elizabeth SaFleur

He brought his lips and hot breath close to her ear. "And once I have you bound and helpless, how should I take you? Missionary? From behind? Against the wall?" He pulled back to face her. "Or all ways?"

She inched her legs further apart, and nodded. ~ Elizabeth SaFleur

She wanted to know what his body would feel like under her hands. Her palms slid, almost as if under someone else's control, under his jacket until she embraced his waist. His jacket, now parted on either side of her, left only a thin shirt and her dress between her belly and the ridges she felt across his abdomen. She was right about what she'd imagined under his suit. ~ Elizabeth SaFleur

I'm not a notch on a belt."
"You could never be a notch, London Chantelle. You're the whole belt, sugar. ~ Elizabeth SaFleur

Her inexperience demanding to be overturned intrigued him. She'd called him a gentleman. He was. When shown a door, he'd been taught to open it. ~ Elizabeth SaFleur

He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her into him with an unyielding strength. She'd been unmistakably seized. ~ Elizabeth SaFleur

You don't need a crown to be a Princess. You don't even need a Prince. You just have to believe that you deserve to be treated like one. You have to believe in yourself and exude confidence without conceitedness, and once you do, your Prince will find you. ~ Ella Dominguez

As for woman, she touches herself in and of herself without any need for mediation, and before there is any way to distinguish activity from passivity. Woman touches herself all the time, and moreover no one can forbid her to do so...
~from Red Queen Black Queen ~ Savannah Rose

Don't think, Ember...just burn. ~ Ditter Kellen

I can't have you," she said, trying to convince them both.
His fingertips slid over her silky skin as he pulled the strap on her tank top down her arm. ~ Jennifer Kacey

An image pops into my head of Gabriel Storm in my bed, his golden skin sheened with sweat while I ride him to paradise. Oh. My. God. Where did that come from? I've sworn to stay away from men. ~ Magda Alexander

Sounds like the effect of wolf's blood to me," he said, winking at her.
"You think?"
"Attacking without thinking? Just reacting instantly? Yeah, that's wolf mentality. ~ Franca Storm

Chance encounters, the desire to watch, a visit from an unexpected stranger -- all of these things fall within a realm of normalcy. There is always a moment in stories like these, a fork in the road, when you wonder which path will be chosen. Will it end quietly, without incident, or will it move on to the next level? Here lies the difference between reality and imagination. ~ K. Kiker

I promise it'll only hurt half as much as I wish it would." The words came out as smooth and sweet as if she'd just told him that mint chocolate chip was the best flavor ice cream ever. ~ Avery Flynn

When you were dealing with a person separated from everybody by an invisible thick glass wall - like a bubble where he didn't let anybody in - every little thing mattered. ~ Tatiana Vedenska

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

You wanted to see me?" she asked after shutting the door. She remained where she was, not daring to move any closer.
He turned his gaze from the fire crackling over the logs to face her. Those dark eyes scanned her from head to foot and when they reached her once again, they gleamed with unmistakable hunger.
"Take off your clothes," he said calmly. ~ Lisa Carlisle

Nolan," she said. "I'm…"
Scared.
Say it. Tell him the truth.
But her mouth remained still against his. She couldn't tell him how badly she wanted to pull him close, because then she may not let go. She couldn't tell him how terrified she was that she'd get lost again to another man.
He cupped her face, silently coaxing her to finish her sentence. "You're what, love?"
Her eyes met his. "I'm broken. ~ Joya Ryan

I have to say, her blonde bob was amazing. The delicate way it hugged her face and neck. The softness of it ... ~ James Lusarde

Jake and Hunter will make you forget all other book boyfriends you thought you loved! ~ Scarlett Avery

My nipples tightened as I breathed in his musky scent mixed with cologne. I didn't recognize the brand, but it spoke to something inside me. It whispered come closer, and my heart pounded harder. ~ Lori Toland

Everything about the man screamed danger, so, of course, I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Confidence radiated off of him in waves. I was immediately reminded of how you could tell a man made love by the way he danced. ~ Lora Ann

I love you with all the shadows in the world for eternity. ~ Pepper Winters

His heat, his erotic pull - she could feel it. A weird, pulsing, virtual pull tugging at her skin, her nerve endings. Made her want to…touch. Made her want.
The more she resisted the urge, the stronger it became. It would be a relief, really. To just…touch. One little touch. Just one. ~ Angela Quarles

Can I tell you that in my eyes not even God would be good enough to command you? ~ Kele Moon

This principle - that your spouse should be capable of becoming your best friend - is a game changer when you address the question of compatibility in a prospective spouse. If you think of marriage largely in terms of erotic love, then compatibility means sexual chemistry and appeal. If you think of marriage largely as a way to move into the kind of social status in life you desire, then compatibility means being part of the desired social class, and perhaps common tastes and aspirations for lifestyle. The problem with these factors is that they are not durable. Physical attractivess will wane, no matter how hard you work to delay its departure. And socio-economic status unfortunately can change almost overnight. When people think they have found compatibility based on these things, they often make the painful discovery that they have built their relationship on unstable ground. A woman "lets herself go" or a man loses his job, and the compatibility foundation falls apart. ~ Timothy Keller

Love Scarlett Avery's books period!" - Nonna8359 ~ Scarlett Avery

Lucky Harris was getting to him. His sexy little captive had gotten under his skin. He wanted
her, and yet he could not bring himself to discipline and dominate her as he knew she secretly
desired. For the first time since the death of his traitor wife, Sebastian was afraid, afraid of his own
feelings. The bright-eyed blonde affected him as no woman ever had. It wasn't just her responsive
cries or her tempting body; it was her strong opinions, her outrageous attitude, that irreverent sense of humor. Lucky made him laugh, but it was more than that.

She made him feel alive. ~ Carol Storm

BDSM is like visiting a kinky Amusement Park. Once you pay the entry fee, you hop on an erotic roller coaster of deviant self-discovery. Although I have the threat of pain before me, I'm not even close to wanting to get off of this ride. It's such a fucking thrill. Or is that a thrilling fuck? Whatever. Either way, it's as hot as hell. ~ Nikki Sex

BDSM is not liberating nor does it promote equality between men and women. ~ J.F. Kelly

Yield, and I'll eat your little pussy... first. ~ Setta Jay

No one outside could imagine what it felt like to squeeze the life out of a man, to feel the jerking and juddering as you throttled away their last breath. Sometimes Jared found himself staring at his own hands, marveling at what they'd done, disgusted at their violence but proud of their ability to protect. ~ Holly Stone

You should've told me Tess," I murmured against her hair. "You helped me find my humanness but you took it away with your lies. ~ Pepper Winters

He'd never need a camera to remember this, and damn if he ever wanted anyone but him to see her like she was at this moment. ~ Kelly Moran

No, no, I don't want that."
"I didn't ask. ~ Cherise Sinclair

I'll try to take my time." She pressed closer. "But you're not making it easy. ~ Marlene Dotterer

Little girl," Cain begins, moving in close and speaking deliberately. "I know exactly what I want, but as long as you insist on continuing this charade, I will not claim you as mine again until you beg to hear those words from me." I stare at him, stunned at how the same cocksure attitude that floods my mind with contempt floods my body with excitement as he leans back, a satisfied smirk on his face.
"I don't beg," I hiss.
"Not yet," is all he says. ~ Lilly Black

Someday my prince will come," she lamented softly, "too fast. ~ Melinda DuChamp

What is your name, my pet?"
"Kitty," she replied.
DeVere threw back his head with a guffaw. "Kitty? How delightfully apropos!" His erstwhile companions forgotten, he patted a muscular thigh. "Come then, Kitty, my sweet, little puss. Sit on your master's lap, and I'll stroke you 'till you purr."
-A WILD NIGHT'S BRIDE ~ Victoria Vane

You're through running from that sh*t. I get it now, I don't like it, but I get it. You still have unfinished business that's why they're always on your mind. I hope you'll get to the point where you stop running and start fighting back. ~ Jordan Silver

If you were three times poor, I would still have paid attention to you and fell head over heels in love with you. ~ Olga Goa