Uncle Walter's Bad Romance Novel Quotes

One more orgasm and it's the end of days

"As if he knew she wanted more, he slipped in another finger while massaging her swollen clit in harder circles with his thumb, sending sparks throughout her bloodstream and flooding her system with passion-filled fire."

"His exquisite technique of deliberate slow pumps sent waves of tremors through her body and a flash flood to her pussy as she climaxed."

"Fire roared through her system. Visions of them naked scorched her synapses and crackled through her gray matter. Though she tried to fight it, her gaze was pulled to his by some unseen force. Golden fields of wheat swayed in his irises, mesmerizing her senses and hammering away at the last strands of her restraint."

"Hot seed spurted as her sheath contracted around him, coating him in her molten-hot juices."

Curse of the Gargoyle -- Tara Nina

Three shall be the number of callouses thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be 3; 4 shalt thou not count, neither count thou 2, excepting that thou then proceed to 3; 5 is right out.

"And then he slid a hand around her hip and touched her clit, lightly rubbing his finger around her nub, invading her with feeling, forward and backward with one slick and perfectly calloused finger."

Against the Dark -- Carolyn Crane

You'd think whatever she was drowning in would have extinguished all the flames...

"Heat coalesced in her middle, spiraling inward in an ever contracting knot, but his hoarsely muttered words shoved her past her breaking point, and everything flew apart. Release rushed through her body, drowning her as her pussy clenched and spasmed around his cock. Still, he slammed into her.
He groaned her name as he stiffened, his body shaking with exertion as his orgasm poured through him and into her. His heat seared her through the thin barrier of the condom, and she shuddered, wishing for a crazy moment that there was nothing between them."

Unexpected Gifts -- Bronwyn Green

Very hot and awfully wet

"His eyes burned over her skin, lingering on her breasts until her nipples tightened to hard little points that ached for his touch. Then lower, so a fire coiled in her belly, and moist heat welled up between her clenched thighs."

Break Out -- Nina Croft

Penis Parkinson's

"Sammie heard and saw how much he wanted her. His darkly flushed cock twitched and pulsed, straining to dive deep. Her body responded with hot honeyed slickness to welcome him, and fluttering muscles twitched low in her belly, wanting, wanting."

Resisting Nick (Wicked in Wellington) -- Kris Pearson

Anniversary SPREE: Sparkly Probing Rainbow Excretion Edition

"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

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Isn't her name a euphemism... for an anus?

"'Oh, God, you feel wonderful,' he whispered into her mouth.
And she did. Never had White Wolf tasted any woman who felt so right for him as his Prairie Star. The intense, bittersweet moments of their sharing had stirred him to a passion that was all-consuming, and the reality that they would soon be one in every way moved him to his soul. Still, he hated having to hurt her. Best not to prolong the torment. He slipped his hands beneath her, tilting her hips upward. His mouth came down hard on hers, and his manhood moved forcefully. He felt a tremor shake her as her virginal membrane gave way to his unyielding penetration. He comforted her with his lips while pressing deeper. Velvety warmth swamped him, squeezing him so pleasurably, tugging him into a vortex of wet heat until he buried himself in paradise...
Maggie reeled at White Wolf's vigorous thrust. She felt the solid heat of him splitting her apart and filling her exquisitely. Her soft sobs were melted by his kisses. Even the pain made her feel somehow connected with him. The discomfort soon faded, and she was swept away by the wondrous sensations of having him inside her, the searing heat, the explosive pressure that made her insides taut and throbbing.
Just when she was certain she could feel nothing more intense, more dazzling, he withdrew from her and surged deep again, wrenching a groan from her. She whimpered at the exquisite sensation and dug her fingers into his buttocks, pulling him into herself, wanting to feel him in her very core. Then he was thrusting powerfully, again and again, drowning her with more devastating kisses...
White Wolf fought to contain his wildly escalating desires. But after having wanted Prairie Star for what seemed an eternity, his thirst for her was uncontrollable. She was so perfect for him, her tiny vessel a hot, sweet vise about him, her mouth so trusting on his. As much as he wanted to make their passion last, he found himself devouring her, hurled toward a blinding orgasm. He plunged convulsively, coming to rest inside her..."

Comanche -- Fabio

We see what you did there...

"Her legs opened, and he slid into the quivering heat of her, like a released arrow seeking its target."

Savage Rogue -- Michalann Perry

Potpourri. The word you're looking for is potpourri. And it doesn't belong there.

"She tasted of sweetness and woman. Smelled of those flowers and girl scents from when he walked in his house."

Rough Ride -- Keri Ford