Erotic Fiction Quotes & Sayings

I know that if you ask me to jump I will say how high. So I will stay away from you and hope that you never ever say jump. — Lolah Lace

By appealing to his imagination, a pornographic novel brings the reader's body into play; libertine fiction appeals only to his mind. The goal of the former is erotic pleasure, or rather the desire to experience erotic pleasure, which the pornographic novel, obviously, cannot satisfy by itself. It is in this regard merely an intermediary, a stimulant, a kind of literary pimp.

With libertine fiction, the goal is that of overcoming the prejudices of some of the characters, which are assumed to be the same as those of the reader. The reader is somewhat the equivalent of the fictional object of seduction. — Jean-Marie Goulemot

There's more to the erotic life than explicitness. — Jess C. Scott

That is Kingsley Edge. And he is the opposite of boring. And if you three have any sense you'll stay away from him."
"What sense I had just took her panties off and laid down in front of him, — Tiffany Reisz

Erotic fiction is written for a class.
To understand and enjoy it, either you should have the class or the classy open mind. — Himmilicious

He was quite possibly the most desirable man she had ever had the good fortune to lay her eyes upon and she had to meet him like this. Life was not fair. A groan of frustration left her lips as her body began to heat once more, blood pumping furiously through her. Oh no, she thought, this cannot be happening yet again. Gritting her teeth she tried to quell her reaction. — C.P. Mandara

The thin girl was gulping down one of Richard's bananas in what was, Richard reflected, the least erotic display of banana-eating he had ever seen. — Neil Gaiman

While I stood on the front porch, watching him climb into his vehicle, I breathed in the humid air. I looked at the cloudless sky, and the blue vastness of it made me think about the endless opportunities that lay ahead for me. Life, I knew, was going to be different now ... better. I was going to live for today and for the future. Dear past ... thank you for the lessons. Dear future ... I am ready. — Debra Kay

They wanted her. They all loved her. And they wanted to keep her. — Hanna Lui

Darn! what a beautiful night!
Heading towards Pandara Road-Gulati Restaurant, with open windows of my baby sedan and this broad chest guy with big brown eyes.
He hums the oldies well and his Issey Miyake is making me lose the grip over my senses.
One more thing is distracting me, he ain't wearing anything inside but a transparent white, V necked, cotton short Kurta.
I can see the hair winking out and his collar bones!!
Not only men get excited by transparent dresses but women as well.
His broad shoulders and chest is my weakness and he knows it.
This man is not doing good to me!
It's a crime to seduce in this way, when you are not touched, when you are distracted by the aroma of his skin, when you know, he is well aware of the intentions..
when you can't do anything except getting seduced by the corner stretching smile of a man with animal instinct..
I certainly am missing myself to be tied up to the bedpost,choked and groaning his name! — Himmilicious

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

Remember I Love You Always — Zane

God, he was an evil bastard, but boy was he good! — MFR

Reality runs the risk of spoiling things, don't you think? The fantasy is often better. That's where the soul is fulfilled. Reality struggles to fulfil the soul, that's why we're often so unhappy. But fantasy is the world of the soul ... — James Lusarde

I seemed to leave my body momentarily, and another presence filled me - Sethian - every bit of emptiness within my soul had become saturated with his essence. No - bonded. Joined, connected - our souls had somehow become one. — Cristina Rayne

She remained in this attitude, clearly inviting him to touch her.

Taking a position of advantage, he rested his right hand on her buttock. He considered a moment then raised his arm and brought his palm upon her, delivering a sharp spank. He felt the acuteness of it on his own skin. He gave her another, watching his hand in the mirror opposite, as it made contact.

The slap caused her to flinch, but her heard her sigh also: the timbre of which was now familiar to him. He paused, allowing the sensation of the sting to sink in before giving her more. She remained folded over for him, eager for more of his burning smacks upon her flesh. The peach of her cheeks rippled each time under the impact of his blows. — Emmanuelle De Maupassant

When I make love to you, Lanie, I want you to feel every inch of me buried deep inside of you, loving you, worshiping your body ... — Flora Roberts

Oh dios mio, she makes me burn, she makes me need. She is etching herself into mi alma — P.T. Macias

I love you. That is the beginning, that is the end. That is everything. — Ella Frank

I took one look at him, my mouth started watering and my panties moistened with thick fluid as if he had touched my sensation and made me instantaneously combust. — Siva D.

That said, wow. This book is just so full of nasty and kinky encounters and voyeuristic thrills that it blew me away.
Sylvia Storm E Read Erotica Reviews — Sasha Holden

The ability to engage the reader, to stir feelings deep within their being, is the ultimate goal of erotic fiction. When the reader takes the place of the characters in my story, I have succeeded — Sasha Holden

Above her like this, he was a warrior god, hot and hard, demanding complete submission. — Danielle Monsch

Lovemaking only really works and is satisfying when each person in the sexual and lovemaking act wants it and actively participates. — J.F. Kelly

If I didn't love so damn hard I
wouldn't have someone to risk my life for. — Leslie Lee Sanders

Forsaking all other thoughts, he rutted into her, in a fashion more animal than human. His eruption he held fast within, so that she squirmed against the sensation before accepting her own fall into oblivion, her walls pulsing to an echoing rhythm.

from The Gentlemen's Club — Emmanuelle De Maupassant

Perfect," he groaned. "You are perfect." He sank his teeth into her ass, hard, drawing blood. "And now you wear my mark," he finished proudly. "Your ass is mine. — Hanna Lui

He stabbed into her, driving deeply, repeatedly, iron-hard and demanding. She welcomed the piercing pleasure of his urgency, opening her legs wider, pushing her skirts away and wrapping her legs about him. His thrusts pushed her roughly against the table, but she rose to meet each one, clinging to him at the hip, grinding her own need to match his. Her fingers clawed at his buttocks, gripping him to her, pushing herself against him, devouring him.

The Gentlemen's Club — Emmanuelle De Maupassant

Lovemaking takes time!

It is a myth for lovemaking to be quick and smooth. To find pleasure in each other, both men and women need to take time to explore each other with their hands; their lips and they need to be open to each other in a mutual, consensual, and non-judgmental style.
sure — J.F. Kelly

My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was completely his to do with what he wanted and he knew it. — Emme Rollins

On many nights I have availed myself of these very gentlemen, in the adjoining room. Each time, I wondered if you might arrive and see me, as I took my pleasure, allowing their hands to explore my body. There is no part of me that has not been kissed and enjoyed. I opened myself in welcome, encouraging my suitors to bury themselves deep and hard, to obliterate all reserve and find the heart of me."

Mademoiselle Noire - The Gentlemen's Club — Emmanuelle De Maupassant

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 haven't been with anyone since my break-up with Jackass. Yes, Jackass is his name. Officially. — Adela Knight

He headed for the stairs, pulling me along behind him. He was forceful, yet took the steps at a slow pace so I did not stumble. It was an overwhelming experience, heightened by the fact he didn't speak, nor once look back at me. — Lorraine Loveit

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

It's the fantasy of first love. If you've been married for 400 years, as I have, it's nice to experience first love again and you can vicariously through a book. And it is such a fantasy. It takes you away from doing the dishes and the laundry. I think of this as a contemporary romance rather than erotic fiction. — E.L. James

You are corrupting me, Theo." "But you like being corrupted, don't you, sweet girl? — Juliette Banks

I like the sounds of words. Words are very enjoyable. I like words because they are ... seductive. And I like words because they can contain ... fantasies. — James Lusarde

The day I met you is the day by which all others will be measured. - Levi Ian Bryson — T.R. Graves

Blake smiled while greeting him and turned to introduce me to his friend from Camp Lejeune. Blake made the formal introductions while I studied the two distinguished men. I liked the way they both carried themselves in a dignified manner with confidence, but not too much that they seemed arrogant. I was fascinated by them. Sleek. Forget eye candy. These two are like eye caffeine. I feel energized just looking at them. — Debra Kay

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

She was a predator - a creature of the night who rejoiced in the thrill of the hunt. — Alan Kinross

The red tongues that went licking up my heap of wood were an altogether new and strange thing to Weena. — H.G.Wells

ripped. I got a glance at his abs when he picked up the woman's things. Yeah, I looked up his shirt. What of it? Plenty of men have looked up my skirt. Consider it karma.

~Julia — Adela Knight

The destruction of something beautiful can appear so entertaining. — Thomas Sweeney

They are my men and this ship my responsibility. I vowed no woman would ever alter my path. Yet I kept them from ending you, and it makes me sick to the gut, for I would still rather die myself than see one hair on your head damaged by another man. — Saskia Walker

I'm thinking ahead, imagining what our lives together would be like once we're free from this hell and allowed to live and let go. You know? Really let go of our pain and finally enjoy each other ... you and me. — Leslie Lee Sanders

... The use of your gift for good is your responsibility. You must decide for yourself. — Thomas Sweeney

In various states of undress, those about her joined in her fondling, lowering their mouths not only to her nipples but to her arms and legs, so that each limb was held captive about the wrist or ankle, and smothered in kisses and gentle nibbles. In this way, perhaps eight of the assembly joined in pleasuring the young lady, taking care to only deliver the sweetest of sensations.

The Gentlemen's Club — Emmanuelle De Maupassant

I'm sure you can manage from here, and without a further word, he walked out of her room, then let himself out of her flat. — M.F. Roberts

My eyes refuse to let him leave, but he stands still holding my hand, lingering for as long as possible. — Thomas Sweeney

All these years that I had been waiting for him to return, I had been too anxious and somewhat insecure to develop any plan of action. I had scrupulously avoided giving any thought to it until the time to tackle things head-on arrived, so now I was suffering the consequences of my own indecisiveness. But in all seriousness, what steady plan could there be in matters of the heart? — Jeno Marz

A little vanilla never hurt anybody." He nipped her ankle. "Great shoes by the way. Sexy as hell. — Hanna Lui

In some very rare cases, an opposite-sex pair was born, and they always mated one another. Disturbing as it might sound, when it did happen, the offspring were invariably gifted. Sera and Trace's sons were noted psych-scientists. — Belinda McBride

Personally, I could care less about how people chose their graves. What I do care about is that I don't want to be dragged along into one, especially by someone who has already lived their life to the fullest. — Jeno Marz

He was part of her...like a tattoo — Luna Saint Claire

It is not about what I want from you, Rita. It is about what I want to offer you. What I want to give you. I want to give you an escape. — Aubrey Morgan

We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain. — Emme Rollins

Your wonderful mind has a matching body," I heard Eyuran whispering into my ear through a thick veil of bliss, and found myself laying on my side, my spouse behind me, his hot palm slowly caressing my thigh, up and down. "So it's good to give your body the nice treat it is demanding so explicitly." His finger slid down my spine, making me tremble. "It wants and needs to be satisfied," his low voice soaked into my skin. — Jeno Marz

Let Your Inhibitions Run Free — Cindy Smith-Jordan

She realized in an instant that being around him awakened her, stirring the sediment that had long ago settled at the bottom of her well. He made her feel a part of him, of something larger, and somehow more alive. — Luna Saint Claire

I told you I have both male and female organs."
"You didn't say they were all fully functional!" Belle stared at the rapidly disappearing bulge.
"Damn girl, how'd you get so lucky? Shit! — Belinda McBride

Sylvia Day delivers readers to a fantasy world as unique as it is erotic! Ms. Day is an up-and-coming talent in the world of erotic fiction. [on Pleasures of the Night ] — Toni Blake

The term 'Erotic Fiction' is interesting to me. The 'Fiction' part. Cuz right now somewhere in the world it's happening just as it's written. — Gregor Collins

Have you ever believed in something so completely that you were willing to give up everything and everyone in your life to protect it? — Thomas Sweeney

Are you going to be able to fly this naked?" I asked.

"Baby, I could fly a ship through the outer edges of a black hole while you were sucking my dick and be free in time for the cum to splash down your throat."

"Creative."

Ever grabbed his erection, "Want to give it a try? — James Cox