"Her clit vibrated and pulsed in response to the grinding motion."
Tied Up, Tied Down -- Lorelei James
"The added stimulant of his tongue writhing against her flesh spiraled a jolt of pleasure straight to clit. A hot rush of wetness surged against the cotton barrier she no longer wanted."
Can tongues writhe?
"She teased the outline of his thick, heavily-veined cock with one fingernail, much as she had his inseam. Her thumb traced circles along its angled, purple head, scorching hot and irresistibly downy, before taking its full length in her grasp and tugging it closer."*
*He is still wearing underwear at this point in the scene.
"He brought his enormous hand to join the endeavor, cupping her breast and reshaping its weight with care before drawing it into the fire of his mouth."
What shape were they? What shape are they now?
"She took hold of his dick through the strain of cotton. Unsatisfied by the obstruction, she skimmed his waistband and delved inside to the volcanic heat beneath."
See? Underwear. Also, volcanic.
"She arched her hips higher, her need reaching for him, begging him for more -- a touch, a tongue, so much more. And as if her not-so-silent plea and her insistent movement had conveyed its intended message, Damain** swept aside the cotton crotch of her panties and devoured her."
**Author has literally misspelled the male character's name. Twice. ("Michael Paulson, known as Paulson to the men he served with, often stood by Damain's side when his subconscious mind insisted on replaying the warehouse scene.")
"Alexa nearly vaulted off the bed with the ferocity of her tremors. She lost the capacity of speech beyond moans, grip beyond that of his glorious dark hair, and modesty beyond that of the complete and unapologetic spread of her thighs to invite him deeper, fuller, with more abandon than she had ever displayed to anyone."
Judges give a solid 8. She lost points because of her modesty. Or lack thereof.
"Where his tongue had probed her saturated channel, his fingers resumed -- one, maybe three, and a thumb, alternately filling her and working a magic against her folds that threatened to bring her to the brink."
One, three, same thing, right? And grammar is hard.
"He tasted like soap and musk and everything she imagined after his morning run, entirely addicting, infinitely erotic."
In other words, disgusting.
"His big toe skimmed her inner thigh and entered the flood between her legs, stroking a determined, heavy rhythm against the needles of unbearable ecstasy coursing through her spread folds."
Toe sex. That's what we've come to. Needles of toe sex ecstasy.
"She didn't anticipate the grind of her already-pulsing lips against his rock-hard penis would trigger convulsions that erased the room, the danger, everything but the beautiful man before her, begging for more."
"His hands clenched her hips and he guided her closer, closer, until her wetness directed him perfectly in place."
Like a crossing guard.
"Damian moved inside her, drawing her out slowly before pulling her back in. But even Alexa's dominant display of control was no longer enough. He couldn't pull deep enough, far enough for her liking, and when she whispered a desperate plea against his ear to lodge a complaint, he gripped her hips and swapped position, hooking her left knee over his bent arm for maximum penetration."
Wait. Wait. Who, exactly, is fucking whom?
"Alexa turned on her stomach and pushed herself up, her back and wiggling her clit close to his groin, all but begging for him to enter her from behind."
A prehensile clitoris. That's a new one.
"His hands roamed the curve of her hips and grasped her flank, holding her in place as he thrust into her. Alexa clung to the headboard, gasping and panting. His hands clutched her gyrating breasts, and he commenced to roll the diamond flesh of her nipples until she silently pleaded for release but begged outwardly for more."
Does she have prehensile breasts as well?
"The heat of his hooked arm embedded between her bouncing breasts and pressed her back. Slow was no longer the program for the evening. Flesh slapped flesh as their love making degenerated to something carnal and base, something Alexa had yearned for the entirety of their charged acquaintance."
First gyrating, now bouncing. These are very active breasts.
"All she knew was that every provocative and weakly-assembled challenge uttered from her shameless mouth caused him to drive deeper into her undulating hips, caused the pressure from inside her to mount, as if it was possible for him to grow harder and longer, by degrees, than he already was."
This author should be banned from using adjectives. And verbs. And nouns.
"She went rigid against him, her pleasure peaking and spilling out alternately, filling her with wave after wave of white-hot gratification."
Peaking, spilling, and filling. That's a lot of work for an intangible sensation.
In Safe Hands -- Leslie North
(Typos and grammatical errors are that of the author, not Uncle Walter.)
"He smiled down at her as he made sure to pat down her sex hair."
Bearllionaire -- Sky Publishing (Scent of Seduction)
"Leaning up a little, I peeked inside the window. My breathing stopped completely when I realized it was her bedroom. She was sitting on the edge of her bed, unlacing her black combat boots, and when I pulled my cock out I didn't stop to think about what I was doing. All of a sudden I had my dick in my hand."
Pulling Her Trigger -- Alexa Riley
"I've been wanting to fuck the snark out of you since the moment we met."
Hollywood Lights -- Lana Xavier
"Each pull of his fingers delivered a torrent of liquid delight straight to her blood."
"Long and thickly veined, his penis pulsed against her palm, a steel rod wrapped in soft velvet."
"Hand leaving her breast, he changed his tactic to delving between her legs. His long fingers slipped between the honeyed folds of her labia. A tip dipped into her creamy depth."
"A waterfall of magical sensations flooded her nerves with each delicious caress."
"The first tight curls of orgasm began to weave around her spine, tying up and then tickling her senses with an invigorating delight."
"What you're doing is torture of an innocent pussy."
"Dakoda slipped her fingers into the cleft of his rear, inching her way into its warm depth. The tips of her fingers made tentative contact with his tight, puckered anus. She pressed against the tight ring, gently easing just the tip of a finger inside. 'Mmm, and heaven is just a sin away.' She pressed farther, working her finger into his wickedly tight channel."
"His fingers circled his erection, guiding the broad crown toward her damp slit. 'You drive a hell of a hard bargain,' he grated. 'I'm going to pound your cunt until you scream.'"
"'God,' she breathed. 'You're even bigger than before.'
Hands braced on either side of her, Jesse grinned down. 'And you're even tighter.' He flexed his hips in a circular, stirring motion. 'Damn. There isn't an inch of wiggle room in there. Taking you is like having a virgin... the ultimate pleasure.'
Dakoda laughed softly. 'A virgin, I am not.'"
"Instead of sweeping in and attacking with his tongue, he caught her bottom lip between her teeth, giving it a long, slow suck. His hips picked up a faster rhythm, grinding against hers in a manner that was more of a sensual waltz than a battering-ram assault.
Dakoda tightened her legs around his waist, willing to let him take all control and lead the dance. One thing was for sure: he had all the steps just right. All the bad things about the day began to mercifully fade away as their bodies moved together in perfect synchronicity, beginning an electrifying onslaught of carnal sensation. Lust boiled inside her like a pot left on the stove too long. Everything inside her felt deliciously molten."
"His tongue pressed for entry, sweeping in with long, stabbing strokes. Cock pulsing inside her, he began to deliver deep, punishing strokes that jarred her bones.
Gentleness was over. It was time to get down to the business of some serious fucking. He delivered thrust after punishing thrust. His balls slapped against her ass with each bone-jarring, breath-stealing stab."
"Wave after wave of hair spilled over his shoulders, a cascade of shiny black silk. Coils of glowing amber writhed in the depth of his gaze, sizzling with feral lust."
"'You may have had other men,' he growled, at the same time he delivered a vicious downward stab with his cock."
Soul of the Wildcat -- Devyn Quinn
"Feeling primed up again, he slid his hand down the front of his pants and palmed his cock. This time, the bastard jumped to life in an instant, hot, stiff, and ready to rock.
That's fucking more like it, asshole."
Snowed In with the Bad Boy -- Sylvia Pierce
"He stepped out of his pants and stood there hairy and naked, like a sexy Big Foot, like a hot Harry from Harry and the Henderson's."
Project Shifter -- Morgan Kessler
P.S. The movie title is misspelled by the author, not Uncle Walter. Uncle Walter would never make a mistake about Harry and the Hendersons.
"Now I with passion, getting my hand under nightie and start to fondle my tits to get my nipples hard. Mmmm, that feels so good. My big purple breasts start to shiver, and I get aroused my warmth of my body. I like then to boldly spread my legs wide. I open ends of my nightie and left it open so my belly and my pussy is visible. My fingers getting down from my belly toward warm pussy. I gently move finger so it get all wet and juicy. I love that touch. I move them around. I love that smell of pure sex that spread all over from my thighs."
"With thrill in her tits Malia close her eyes while my hand getting slowly up her thigh toward center. I run my fingers over her wet pulsating pussy. She is aroused too. I feel how she shivers. Slowly she close her eyes and start to grouse."
"I start squeezing my belly and twisting my pussy."
"My pussy was wide open for Malia hands. She sit behind me and stuck her tongue in my pussy. I felt her around my pussy, and her hands on my butt."
"Slightly fruit get inside instead of my finger."
"We continue with scissoring with banana inside us. I nibble her nipples and she move her fingers around my buthole. At one moment she stuck one inside."
"Faster and faster we moved around. There was nothing left from banana."
"Her clitoris was so aroused and wet. Her buttocks was all red and hot."
Malia -- Tiffany James
P.S. This book no longer appears on Amazon, so here's a link to a book about beavers and baboons. Also, all those grammar and spelling errors are those of the (non native English speaker?) author, not Uncle Walter.
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