Sexy Scene Quotes

“He moved closer to her, his face just inches away from her. They stood motionless. Jason looked deep into her eyes. He tore away her barriers and locked eyes. His nose two inches away, he slightly tilted his face and looked at her lips. She slightly turned her face at the opposite angle.”
― Mark A. Cooper, Royal Decree

“Compressing her lips together, she gave Mark a baleful glance, eyes flashing pure malice. If he wanted his lips anywhere near hers he’d better be prepared to do battle.

‘Now that’s what I’m talking about,’ said Mark, as the corner of his lip began to twitch in amusement.”
― C.P. Mandara, The Riding School

“He towered over her, as intense and savage as only he could be, making her feel small and delicate in comparison, surrounded by his utter maleness. She felt trapped and she wanted to stay in his cage forever.”
― Cristiane Serruya, Trust: Pandora's Box

“Finally, she took him in, all wet and sexy beneath her.
Every breath and groan echoed over the water. She alternated her gaze from the stars in heaven to the rock star that was currently her heaven.”
― Lisa Gillis, Weathering Jack Storm

“I missed talking to you, and playing with you, and touching you, and seeing you smile. I missed just … sitting next to you. I’ve never missed anyone or anything that much”
― Mila Ferrera, Spiral

“Hetty turned her attention back to her subject’s face and was quite surprised to see a meek little submissive, almost ashamed of the orgasm she was about to have, panting and heaving for breath whilst nearly foaming at the mouth. Indeed she looked quite tortured in the throes of passion and any Master would be extremely pleased with that particular look during training.”
― C.P. Mandara, The Riding School

“He firmly pulled her body against his and he brushed her lips with his. Staring into her eyes, he lightly slid his tongue across her bottom lip. She drew a deep, staggered breath in response to the wave of heat she felt flushing through her. Derrick smiled at her. Then, he softly kissed her. He lightly swept his tongue between her lips, pressing his warm, soft lips to hers. He slid his hands up her body and cradled her face with his hands. Then, he passionately kissed her, tickling her tongue with his. He sucked her lips, gently, as though he was sampling nectar on a delicate petal. Then, with an intense urgency, he dipped his tongue past her lips, caressing her tongue with his. She felt fluttering inside. Anne’s body craved him. A shallow hum escaped from within her in response to how he was making her feel. She could feel his body responding to her. He was breathing heavier which was waking Anne’s primal needs. The tidal wave of lust that had just churned within her was slowly calming as his kiss became more subtle and tender. He gently pressed his lips against hers. He pulled back a little and looked away, exhaling.”
― Laney Smith, Lock Creek: One Year's Time

“I couldn't hear anything or anyone, there was only the sound of our sex and the smell of books.”
― Juliet Gauvin, The Freshman: Volume II

“He was quiet for a moment. “So, in this analogy, you’re Mary Jane?” “You got that right, Tiger.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“His tongue was pure heaven. -Alana”
― Emily S Hurricane, Behind the Curtain

“How can I say no to a little cuddlefucking?”
― Phoenyx Slaughter, Vexed

“I watch him start to undress me. The ground moves my feet, but it’s my knees that are shaking. The temperature in the room goes up a few degrees. My breathing quickens.
I watch his fingers pick at my tank top. Nicholas slides one hand underneath. He runs his fingers over my torso, presses them against my stomach. They move up and down with each one of my breaths.”
― Charlotte Byrd, Tell Me to Stop

“You know what?” he whispered, out of breath, “You’re about to be in a whole lot of trouble. We probably better go.”
― Laney Smith, Lock Creek: One Year's Time

“She seemed fixed into a trance when he laid her down, his hand bracing her head as he smothered her in kisses.”
― Amanda Lance, Endangered Hearts

“I always thought 'love at first sight' was silly and incredibly irresponsible. Then, you came along and you flipped it on me. I understand it now. I do! ~Sheriff Derrick Decker”
― Laney Smith, Lock Creek: In Their Own Time

“Tell me to stop,” Nicholas said earlier when he led me here.
“Tell me to stop,” he said when he fastened my arms to the headboard.
“Tell me to stop,” he says now when he lifts up my shirt. He waits for my answer. Again, I say nothing and let him pull it up to my collarbone.”
― Charlotte Byrd, Tell Me to Stop

“Steady, firm hands glide up my legs, resting just under my ass cheeks. Then he kisses me where I want it---where I need it most.
My jaw plummets to the floor. It happens completely involuntarily, like a reflex triggered by ecstasy. His tongue works slowly, steadily, in the most divinely torturous rhythm.
I tug his hair tighter as the ache of pleasure flashes all along my thighs, up my stomach and my chest, all the way to my neck.
"Max, holy..." I trail off as his tongue swirls faster.
Even in my limited dating experience and the few serious relationships I've had, I've always appreciated a guy who knows what to do with his mouth. But Max is head and shoulders above what I've experienced. He's clearly done this before. A LOT.
He hums against me and my knees buckle.
I tug him by the hair to look at me. "This feels incredible, but I'm not gonna be able to stand like this for much longer."
The smug smile he flashes up at me makes my heart flutter right in my chest. Whoa. I didn't think that sort of thing actually happened. I was wrong.
"Let's try this," he says.
With his hands on my hips, he helps me onto his bed, then slides me up so my head is nestled against his pillows.
He settles on his knees, between my legs. "Better?"
I grin and nod, and then he picks up where he left off until I'm panting and my legs are shaking once more.
The pleasure builds higher until my chest feels like it's going to explode. When I finally burst, I shake and shudder, I pant and moan. I attempt to count the seconds as a way to keep the time, but it's too much for my pleasure-riddled brain. I'm shattered in the best way, utterly annihilated by ecstasy.”
― Sarah Echavarre Smith, The Boy With the Bookstore

“When the guy finally pins the alligator on its back and rubs its thorax to lull it into semiconsciousness, it occurs to me the whole appeal of this spectacle is vaguely sexual. Subduing a beast by turning him over and rubbing his belly until he's calm.”
― Virginia Hartman, The Marsh Queen

“He walks toward the closet, dropping the towel from his waist.
I flip down onto the bed with a giggle. To think I'd called him an ass before was meant to be an insult. Nope, his is sculpted perfection, worthy of a museum. Michelangelo's David would be seething with jealousy.”
― Samantha Verant, The Spice Master at Bistro Exotique

“She'd stutter all the reasons why she shouldn't, shaking her head adamantly. But her body..her body would grow hot with excitement. She'd get wet at the thrill of it. So fucking wet that i'd smell her, telling me she's not even wearing panties to smother her spicy scent.
When my hand touched hers, still clutched to her chest, she'd flinch but she wouldn't pull away. She'd let me guide it between her swollen breasts and down to her flat belly, brushing the bit of exposed skin where the hem of her shirt rides up. Then I'd let her fingers play with the jewel in her navel, manipulating each digit as if that diamond-studded barbell was her clit. Demonstrating how I would stroke it for her”
― S.L. Jennings, Taint

“I wasn’t finished with you, Pru,” he said softly. “I had plans.”
Oh boy. “Maybe I had plans, too.”
“Yeah?” Closing the gap between them, one of his hands went to her hip, the other slid up her back to anchor her to him. “Tell me. Tell me slowly and in great detail.”
― Jill Shalvis

“Baby, I can give you a better orgasm than this thing and it wouldn’t cost you a dime.”
― Bella Love, Bad Idea

“I laugh and pull out the PB&J donut I got for myself, eager to dig in. The sweet raspberry filling oozes out down my chin and I have to lick it to keep it from dripping onto my shirt. Then the donut is plucked from my hand.

“Hey, I’m—” is as far as I get before Zach is kissing me. Or, more accurately, tasting me. Maybe even devouring me.

“You had …” he says in between kisses to the corner of my mouth. “… some …” Lick. “… jam …” Kiss. “… right …” Lick. “… here.”

Oh God. This man. Could he be any sexier?

And then he’s kissing me in earnest, the experience all the sweeter thanks to the donuts. And how good he is at kissing. He pulls me down onto the couch with him and we’re nearly horizontal. Which is so not a bad thing. His fingers twine in my hair and I sigh with happiness.”
― Lila Monroe, How to Choose a Guy in 10 Days

“He didn't move back to allow me to walk by him, and so I had to brush heavily against him on my way out the door. I felt as if my body were metal to his magnet, and I had literally to pull away from him.”
― Nancy Pickard, Bum Steer

“The man finally pulled himself from the water onto the pier again. Dazzled, she watched water run in clean rivulets down the muscles of his back and buttocks. He shook himself like a great cheerful animal, diamond droplets flying from him, exhaled a satisfied-sounding, "Ahhhh!" and then strode off the pier and vanished from her sight.”
― Julie Anne Long, Beauty and the Spy

“Power beyond words lurked in the beast’s gaze, a magnetic force that ensnared my vision. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the creature. Its serpentine tongue crept out, moist and glistening. Circling and circling and circling. I rolled my hips in tune, and an ungloved thumb caressed the sensitive nub. My mouth stretched into a silent scream, covered by a writhing tentacle.”
― Anita Zara, The Maid's Secret