Sensual Romance Quotes

History is my passion. So I write what I love to read. I find that if I combine history with a strong, sensual romance, it is like a one-two punch. The reader doesn't want the history without the romance, and of course the heavier the history, the more it has to be leavened with a sensual, all-consuming love story. ~ Virginia Henley

Haunted by the longing to feel something real, deep and magical; I searched for shared ecstasy... that's when you came along. ~ Lebo Grand

Her taste still teased my tongue, and her touch tipped my fingers. Her smile licked my lips, and her heart beat my own. So I tugged on her sheets, like it was a cape. To me, she was a God damned super hero, and underneath, was everything I need. Her super powers on top of me. ~ J. Raymond

Being in love is a good thing, but it is not the best thing. The best thing is living seductively; which is about finding new ways to make the same person fall for you daily. ~ Lebo Grand

She didn't know Matt had followed her until he grabbed her shoulder, halting her headlong rush to nowhere. He turned her into his arms, pulled her against his chest, crushed her mouth in a searing kiss.
"Shane," he said when he raised his head from hers. "I love you. I love you."
Her heart opened and the wall inside her trembled as she clung to him. "Burn me up, Matt," she said, her voice a ragged whisper. "Burn it away. Please, please, burn it all away."
She heard him growl deep in his throat and he lifted her into his arms in one swift movement.
As he carried her back across the parking lot and through the door of her room, she rained kisses on his neck and the hard line of his jaw. His skin was warm and damp and tasted of salt and desire. ~ Jane Taylor Starwood

It's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen."
He laughed. "No, honey, that would be you. ~ B. J. Daniels

She responded to him as if born for him-- and he was certain she was. More importantly, he was beginning to think he had been born for her. ~ Christine Feehan

His muscles flexed as he stood, and Rosa couldn't prevent herself from watching with veiled admiration. He was certainly a very beautiful man. She looked away in embarrassment, worried she might say or do something inappropriate. ~ Emily Arden

Slowly he walked into the room. Stalked, actually. That was the primitive side of him, how he felt. She didn't move. She simply watched him approach.
"I was afraid you weren't coming," Abby whispered after a moment and Dean caught the double entendre.
"Sweetheart, trust me when I say that where you're concerned, that's never going to be a problem. ~ Samantha Chase

Your problem is a serious lack of imagination. You can't imagine being different than you are. ~ Linda Morris

In order to love simply, it is necessary to know how to show love. ~ Fyodor Dostoevsky

My mind may be in gutter, Abigail, but at least I'm looking at an angel! ~ Tom Conrad

There was no substitute for a post-coital cuddle. ~ Mary J. Williams

What in Helos's name had just happened? The Calbernan had turned unexpectedly and caught her gaze upon him and then…
She dragged in a breath, then another. Ragged. Shaken. She couldn't even begin to describe what had happened. It was as if, with one look, he'd dived into the deepest, most secret parts of her soul, places no one – not even she – had ever been. ~ C.L. Wilson

His eyes searched hers. I'd rather just be me. Feel comfortable in my own skin and be able to speak my mind without having to carry a damned thesaurus. Sure doesn't seem worth giving up who you are to please others. Far as I'm concerned, they either like me or they don't. Their choice. ~ Leah Braemel

I know I'm pretty, but I ain't as pretty as a couple of titties. ~ Gary Oldman

If you go on touching me, I'll catch fire before your eyes. ~ Olga Goa

All you have to do is look south to get me hard. ~ Victoria Vane

We're all the epicenter of our own wars. ~ Skye Warren

All he wanted was a long, hot shower and a long, deep sleep.
Meaning that whoever this pissed-off brunette was, whatever deal she'd arranged with his flaky mother, they could talk about it after he'd scrubbed the jungle from his skin and rinsed the shampoo from his hair.
"What do you mean it belongs to you? It can't belong to you. I just rented it," said the girl aiming that pink blow-dryer right at his heart.
If he wasn't so damn exhausted, he might find that funny. She was holding the thing as if it would protect her. It was a blow-dryer! He nodded at it. "What do you plan to do with that thing, honey? Style me to death? ~ Tracy Brogan

I don't like to search too much. I find it is easier when romance finds you. ~ Michelle Trachtenberg

Colin. Just the name made Alessandro's gut burn. He knew the man wanted his wife, even if Brianna was too blind to see it. The moron had been cuckolded by the paragon of supposed virtue, his wife Carrie and now he had finally opened his eyes and seen what Alessandro had known all along. Brianna put every other woman in New York to shame. No woman could come near her beauty, her passion, her fire. Colin had tossed her aside for the angelic Carrie and now he was changing his mind. Oh no you don't, you miserable fucker. "Her friend indeed," Bernardo drawled, his Italian accent thick with unmistakable implication. "Dat's da truth. He no make her cry all da time." That was directed at Alessandro, with small dark accusatory eyes. "He nice." Alessandro couldn't look at those eyes without feeling a sickening pang of guilt. She's mine! He wanted to scream. Mine! Mine! Mine! "Oh yes. Very nice. He was very nice when he held her at the cemetery and very nice when he was dancing with her at Adresca." That made Alessandro's head lift in surprise. "Oh yes, my boy. She's been there, cleaning up the rubble and word is that she's working on re-opening it. Her friend Colin has been quite helpful in that endeavour." "I don' like how you say dat," Will said scowling. "Really young William, I only speak the truth," Bernardo taunted. Alessandro's mind was racing. NO! Not Colin. He could not let that imbecile take Brianna away from him. He'd have to be eliminated somehow. Alessandro began to plot a ~ E. Jamie

Well," Lynx said once the man was dead. "That was…uneventful."
"You're as fickle as an old woman," Zeus told Lynx. "One minute too much carnage, the next not enough. ~ Shay Rucker

When Tucker glanced in Becca's direction and saw her watching, he smiled and winked. That one move, just a wink, made her knees go weak. She swallowed hard and knew with complete certainty, she was going to do it - she was going to spend the night with him. ~ Cat Johnson

Third step, get to know her surroundings so she could get out of there. Or at least try. That's what the heroine always did, right? And they said romance novels never taught anyone anything. She'd prove them wrong. And get the heck out of there. ~ Carrie Ann Ryan

If the love is true, it will wait until the dream becomes a reality. True love also gives strength to a dream. ~ Lorraine Koh

Kathel smoothed out his shirt in an exaggerated manner. "It was the least I could do. I owed her one," he said referring to when Keirah saved Willow. He looked at Keirah and winked. Yeah, so not the thing to do right now, Keirah thought. ~ Madison Thorne Grey

A secret is a terrible and wonderful thing. It's a flickering candle flame in your chest, warming you from the inside. ~ Callie Hart

My name is Lilian Pnév̱ma, but you may call me Lilly, or anything else you would prefer. However, I would be particularly pleased if you called me You Sexy Thing You. ~ Brandon Varnell

I looked up, and I really wished I hadn't. My obsession with those eyes was playing a taunting game with me. His mesmerising gaze was like none other I had ever experienced in my life. It was almost as if he could reach into my soul and pick out all of my sins. Sins I didn't want him to know about. Sins that would ultimately destroy me if they ever got out. If he knew my sins, he wouldn't be kneeling beside me with my hand in his. He wouldn't be sharing with me that look of promises to come. He would be disgusted with me. I was disgusted with me. ~ Jaimie Roberts

Phan, welcome back to service, in which I push you around and give you a lot of orders. And send you off in a chauffeured car after soundly taking a crop to your ass twice a week. ~ Chris Owen

As he returned to the bed, he could see Vallant eyeing him warily, but he ignored this, sat on the opposite end and braced the pad on his knee.
You think after all that, I will leave? What sort of monster do you take me for? You think I could be that callous? No better than the piece of filth who used you, nor the soulless fiend who sold you?
He ripped off the page and handed it over, but he began a second note even before Vallant had taken the first from his hand.
Is this bastard still alive? I assume not, that Rodger had him strangled? He had to pause, forcing his grip on the pencil to lighten before he went on. I want his name, if he isn't already dispatched. I'm not without resources or influence. And I'm very difficult to prosecute. ~ Heidi Cullinan

Good God, you don't give up."
"Nope."
I laughed, couldn't help it, and his
smile spread in response to the sound.
"I'm sure there are plenty of girls who
want to go out on a date with you."
"There are."
"Wow. Modest aren't you?"
"Why should I be?" he shot back.
"And I want to go out on a date with you.
Not them. ~ J. Lynn

Now I really feel sorry for her. Your hand is as bad as Rob's paddle," Cassie shuddered.
"Thank you."
"I didn't mean it as a compliment! ~ Breanna Hayse

If I believe in the wish, I must believe I can lose it. ~ Destin Bays