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“Do you want to have some hot sex instead of getting into a cold cab and driving away?" She looked up and grinned. "I'm awake. You're awake. We've only gone three rounds. Why not make it an even four? I'm already undressed." She took his hand and drew it down between her legs. "You don't even have to waste time with foreplay. This is what you do to me. I'm all ready to go."
"I shouldn't..."
"Don't tell me you don't want to." She ground her hips against his cock, now rock hard beneath his boxers. "I simply won't believe you."
Jay groaned. "I do, but..."
"But what?" She dropped to her knees in front of him and drew his boxers down to his ankles. His cock, thick and hard, bounced gently in her direction. "You don't like soft wet lips, firm hands, and skills honed by years of beer funnels." She flicked her tongue over the swollen head of his shaft. "Say yes. Say you'll stay long enough for me to chase your demons away."
His hand dropped to her head and he swallowed hard. "Yes, but I'll do the chasing.”
― Sara Desai, The Singles Table

“I want to examine how I have constructed the world and unearth wisdom I haven't, as yet, found in myself. This stripping-away process was an alchemy for which I was not completely prepared, yet I sought it with dead seriousness. I had to stop seducing myself, despite how good I was at it.”
― John E. Quinlan, Tau Bada The Quest and Memoir of a Vulnerable Man

“He curled his arms, popped his biceps. "The Hulk is no match for the power of these pythons."
"I see another python is also proud of the fact that my room is destroyed."
Liam cupped his semi-erect length and gave a manly tug. "The desk is next. Or should we do it on your dresser? You've got a weapon of mass destruction at your beck and call. Just point me in the right direction."
Laughter bubbled up in her chest. She loved this playful, joyful side of Liam. Maybe he'd never really had a chance to embrace that part of his personality when he was growing up, but he was definitely making up for it now.
"Are you seriously comparing yourself to a weapon of mass destruction?"
"Look at this room." He opened his arms wide. "We rocked the fucking world."
Daisy made her way across the broken shambles of the bed. It didn't look girlie anymore. They'd managed to knock off the pink duvet, and all the fluffy pillows, and tangle the delicately flowered sheets in a heap.
Definitely time for a change.
"Where are you going"----he growled----"wiggling that sexy little ass at me?"
Daisy looked back over her shoulder and smiled. "You said something about a desk?”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan

“It always came down to his freaking pride.”
― Cari Quinn, Seduced

“Echo’s breathing hitches when I slide my thumb along a smaller scar. She likes that spot. I’ve memorized it. A centimeter below the crook of her elbow. Her skin is sensitive there, and when I kiss it, Echo normally falls apart and nearly shatters.
I gently press my lips behind her ear, and Echo nudges closer to me. “Why, Echo?�
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I nip at her earlobe, and she shivers. “Because why?�
Her shoulder moves under my body. A half shrug maybe. “It makes me feel better.�
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A kiss on her neck. A long one. A lingering one. God damn, Echo tastes so good. Her skin is soft and tempting. But I want answers.
“Because sometimes I want to blend in.�
I raise my head and stare straight into her eyes, spotting the plain honesty. What she doesn’t understand is that she could never blend in. Blazing red hair. Bright emerald eyes. The most beautiful girl in the world. She’d turn heads regardless of a sweater.”
― Katie McGarry, Breaking the Rules

“Give up, Elisabeth," Der Erlkönig crooned. "Let go, my dear. Lay down your flute and rest. Stay with me."
I closed my eyes. I could no longer feel the instrument between my numb fingers. I was tired, out of breath, and out of ideas.
"Yes," he hissed. "Gently, slowly-”
― S. Jae-Jones, Wintersong

“After months of searching for the perfect gentleman, you now crave a steady dose of wicked men and you've decided to start with me." He patted his lap, knowing she couldn't see the gesture in the dark. "I don't think I should like you finding another, so I shall work hard to hold your attention.”
― Olivia Parker, To Wed a Wicked Earl

“Are you enjoying yourself this evening, Miss Greene?"
She nodded, thinking it safe now to face him.
"Good," he said, offering her a wicked grin when her eyes lifted to his. "I believe all young women, especially those timid and retiring ones like yourself, should embark on new horizons... try new things, if you will. I undoubtedly approve and, in fact, encourage you to indulge your most wicked fantasies.”
― Olivia Parker, To Wed a Wicked Earl

“To lack confidence in a man is a most wasteful exercise. A woman is not as weak a creature as one presumes. I must tell you that there exists no man who can seduce a disinclined woman. And I cannot omit the fact that if the woman is determined to find love, no amount of policing can keep her from falling into that state.”
― Mukta Singh-Zocchi, The Thugs & a Courtesan

“Nesta braced her hands on the arms of his chair as she brushed a kiss to his neck.

Cassian's breath caught. But she pressed another kiss to the soft warm skin of his neck, just beneath his ear. Another, lower now, closer to the collar of his dark shirt.

He trembled, and she kissed the hard knot in the centre of his throat. Licked it.

Cassian shifted in his chair, groaning softly. His hand rose to clasp her hip, as if he'd push her away, but she removed him. 'Let me,' she said against his neck. 'Please.'

He swallowed, and that hard knot moved against her mouth. But he didn't stop her, and so Nesta kissed him again, moving to the other side of his neck. Reaching that spot just beneath his ear as she laid a hand on his chest and felt his heartbeat hammering into her palm.

She didn't kiss his mouth. She didn't want that distraction. Not as she slid between him and the table and dropped to her knees.

His eyes went wide. 'Nesta.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“Once you get to know me, you'll find that I can be quite benevolent.'

'I have no intention of getting to know you.'

'So, you just make a habit of sneaking into the rooms of young men and seducing them before running off?'

'What?' I gasped. 'Seducing men?'

'Isn't that what you did to me, Princess?' His thumb made another slow sweep along the inside of my wrist.

'You're ridiculous,' I sputtered.

'What I am is intrigued.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash