Sci Fi Erotic Romance Quotes

She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth as she digested his words. "So you do wish for me in your bed?"
"No, yes, I... ~ Savannah Stuart

What happened?"
"I f***ed Titan."
"Ah."
"Actually, it was more like 'Yes, please, may I have another? ~ Misty Kayn

I like heels only to feel them jabbing my ass while I f*** you. Other then that, I like bare feet. I like you barefoot."
"Barefoot and working. That's...that's different."
"Mm-hm. That's right. I want my mate barefoot and pregnant and running around my quarters. All day long inside my quarters so that I can come and f*** her whenever I want. All day if I want. ~ Misty Kayn

Earlier that day, a typewriter bomb had exploded at a black market skin house over on Eel Street, sending words raining through the cardboard walls of the boudoirs and tattooing copies of the Machinist's 'Twelve Terms' on the bodies of whores and patrons alike. Forty pieces of merch ruined. Their bodies had been obliterated by language, all traces of their sexuality buried beneath a storm of words. There was something horrific about the sight of those who had survived a typewriter attack. Their faces scarred with text, as if they had become hostages to some awful advertisement. A few of the victims took to working the streets around the library where bibliophiles sometimes paid them to satisfy their fantasies amid the desolate hush of the reading rooms and the deserted stacks where the only witnesses to this erotic pantomime of the blank body and its printed partner were other words. ~ Craig Padawer

This new brand of mastery, of dominance that demanded she bare her soul, not just surrender her body, gave him a terrible power over her. ~ Renee Rose

Cowgirl...or Belle. Just not Cow Belle. ~ Belinda McBride

At their peak, affairs rarely lack imagination. Nor do they lack desire, abundance of attention, romance, and playfulness. Shared dreams, affection, passion and endless curiosityーall these are natural ingredients found in the adulterous plot. They are also ingredients of thriving relationships. It is no accident that many of the most erotic couples lift their marital strategies directly from the infidelity playbook. ~ Esther Perel

I push back against him, meeting his forceful pounds with my eager pu*sy. Riding the razors edge of climactic heaven. ~ S.K. Logsdon

Every flutter in her chest when he sat beside her, every flush to her cheeks after a compliment, and every longer-than-average embrace would end tonight. ~ Katherine McIntyre

Sex is a team sport, sugar. ~ Cherise Sinclair

Now, can I help you with something? I'm new, but I'll do my best to figure out how to get what you need."
...
"That's good to hear, Abby, since I need your breasts for a few minutes. ~ Cherise Sinclair

Sci-fi films are as dead as westerns. ~ Ridley Scott

I'll touch you. Lick you. Fuck you. When I want. Where I want. And you can't do a thing to stop me except use your safe word. ~ Shelly Bell

Not…" Bree struggled for the right words. "All my life, I've just wanted someone to put me first. I thought Alessandro was that man. But even after everything Bernardo has done, I mean, Arturo wouldn't have ever shot Alessandro if Bernardo hadn't raised him to be a monster, even knowing that, Alessandro refuses to cut his ties with his father. So…yeah, I guess I do blame Alessandro for getting shot. God, that sounds so horrible." Bree covered her face with her hands again. ~ E. Jamie

SPIKE: I whistled at you.

STAR: I'm not a dog. Why would I respond to a whistle?

[He chuckled. He had been around too many club wh*res.] ~ Sam Crescent

He did not let me move. I was heated up in his warmth, could feel him on my lips.. and then he said, "I.. I want to kiss you" I opened my eyes, his eyes were looking at my lips and I said, "then, Kiss me"
He was a gentleman. Well behaved, decent, shy, and all desirous to make love with me.
..and I ended up saying, "Gentleman, do it gently ~ Himmilicious

Feeds and streams contribute to the fracturing of our consciousness. ~ Tom Sweterlitsch

The lights were off so that his heads could avoid looking at each other because neither of them was currently a particular engaging sight, nor had they been since he had made the error of looking into his soul.
It had indeed been an error.
It had been late one night
of course.
It had been a difficult day
of course.
There had been soulful music playing on the ship's sound system
of course.
And he had, of course, been slightly drunk.
In other words, all the usual conditions that bring on a bout of soul searching had applied, but it had, nevertheless, clearly been an error. ~ Douglas Adams

Hakan cursed his plan. What had he done bringing that sweet girl here? She was as delicate as she was beautiful. Her life on Sol had not exposed her to the kind of danger present in the Hub. He'd thought her name would protect her, a great family that could trace its line back to the first convoys from Earth. Her wealth, too, which could command anyone's respect. But the Hub was in the deepest black of space, where starlight was a distant glitter.
Nothing could protect her here. ~ Erin Kellison

A man without a footprint has no soul. ~ John A. Autero

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

.....if he's not man enough to stand up to your father, and take the crap he has to dish out, then he's not good enough to be with you. ~ Sam Crescent

I like sci-fi that is not entirely impossible. ~ Blair Brown

As sci-fi writer Theodore Sturgeon said, 90 percent of everything is crap. But science fiction has not been forgiven for its crap. The reason is that science fiction inherently distrusts the 'eternal verities' on which literature graduates base their doctoral dissertations. Literature departments were uncomfortable with that. But things change. ~ David Brin

I will continue to write what I love to read, and the fact that it doesn't sell as well as romance or sci-fi or fantasy isn't the point. ~ Joanna Penn

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

She rubbed her cheek on his chest like a sleepy cat. "I like when you hold me."
Dios, she was going to break his heart. "I like when I hold you too. ~ Cherise Sinclair

I was stirred only like a leaf in the wind, that is all ... ~ Anais Nin

I really want to do a sci-fi movie. ~ Rohan Chand

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

Some of the most amazing human beings on the face of the planet go to sci-fi conventions, although I'm sure a few of them wouldn't admit it. ~ Richard Hatch

It was a well-known fact that keeping track of time was not Parry Pretty's forte ... If time were Parry's pet, it would have died tied to a tree somewhere out back long ago. ~ S.J. Musgraves

Use your safe word if you get scared, honey."
"I'm fine." Her voice came out husky.
"Yes, you are, aren't you? ~ Cherise Sinclair

What did you do to make him smile?" "Ah…" Alessandro bit back a grin and cleared his throat. "I might've sung a song." "Really? What song?" "As his mother, I don't think I should repeat it for you," Alessandro said, his cheeks and the tips of his ears pink. "Oh come on, Alessandro. The windows didn't break so you couldn't have done that bad a job." "It's not my ability that I'm referring to," Alessandro replied. Bree narrowed her eyes. "Just what were you singing to my son? And so help me if you say anything by Sir Mix-a-lot I'll castrate you," "Not quite," Alessandro said. "All right. But, remember you asked for it. Your cousin Max, taught it to me." Bree crossed her arms over her breasts and waited. ~ E. Jamie

From the first she showed a curious sensitivity to what, I suppose, may be called the 'influences' of the place. She said it 'smelled' of ghosts and warlocks. ~ A. Merritt

That girl didn't have a moment's peace from the day Adriano Dardano set foot in Galway and started chasing her." Sister Brannigan said, as she led them around the convent garden. "Nice of Francesca to stay still for him to catch her then wasn't it?" Alessandro remarked dryly. "Mmph," the nun responded. "My grandfather loved Francesca," Alessandro insisted. "Far be it from me to speak ill of the dead. But let's call a spade a spade, hmm? Your grandfather was a charmer. Now perhaps he didn't realize just how naïve our Francesca was and how besotted with him she was." "Mmm, very generous of you," Alessandro grumbled. "I will say that on the times he brought some food he had made with Francesca up to the convent, it was clear he had a wonderful talent in the kitchen. Now mind ye, the Italian food was a bit rich for my taste but still, rather good." "I'm sure my grandfather's resting easier in his grave now that the holy sister has complimented his cooking," Alessandro whispered in Bree's ear making, her laugh out loud and Sister Brannigan turn to her in question. ~ E. Jamie

I have not watched the TV show. I do not generally watch TV sci-fi drama shows. They make me itch. ~ Charles Stross

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

Verily, a man without fear is either dead or happy to die. ~ Wayne Gerard Trotman

Imagine how wild a night like this could be if you enjoyed the time spent and enjoyed the mind of the person beneath your sheets? ~ Rose Fell

There's no such thing as coincidences, only incidences with a twist. ~ Leanore Elliott

I cannot come with you, my prince," he said with great tenderness, as he kneeled over the sleeping Neriah and placed the chain around his neck. "But perhaps, when you sleep, you will dream of me." He touched his hand to Neriah's forehead and whispered, "Now, forget me. ~ Shira Anthony

I can almost see the processes whirrling clunkily in his singularix, as his excited nervous system battled with his logic circuits. ~ Georgia Clark