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Quotes About Sensuality

Master to slave: when he says "Fuck me," my body softens and I get wet. It's visceral. Inescapable. I love the way he says "Fuck me," as if his body will explode if I don't touch him, slam down on him and take him inside me, meld our flesh together in that place we both find the only peace we ever know. Out of bed, we're a storm. In bed, we find the eye.
~ Karen Marie Moning
A woman is an occasion. My dick rises to it.
~ Karen Marie Moning
As he fills me I wonder if – in the same way that sex makes its own unique perfume – we don't really "make" love. As in create, manufacture, evoke an independent element in the air around us, and if enough of us did it really well, for real, not just for the hell of it, we could change the world.
~ Karen Marie Moning
Sexual excitement alters the lines of her body, fuses it into new lines against mine. A woman's spine changes when she wants to fuck, a subtle, supple shifting at the base, a sharper curve at that hollow where back meets ass. Breasts tighten and lift, the slant of jaw changes as the mouth prepares and muscles draw tight. I have studied humans for a small eternity. Intent infuses their every movement. Road maps to their inner navigation, plastered all over their skin. Born to be slaves.
~ Karen Marie Moning
I was pissed-off walking. Or rather pissed-off sitting, tangled in crimson silk sheets that smelled like somebody'd been having a sexathon. That would be me. And that made me even madder.
~ Karen Marie Moning
I don't like you either. But my dick is hard and you're wet—
~ Karen Marie Moning
Her hair is a hot mess around her face, just the way I like it—bed-head always makes me want to fuck. Then again, pretty much everything does.
~ Karen Marie Moning
Ahhhh! I fucking hate that phrase. I don't make love. I fuck. That's it. Plain and simple. Fuck. Clearly defined. No strings attached. As in rut and grunt and get my rocks off. I'm the caveman. I'm the sexual barbarian.
~ Karen Marie Moning
A woman had to be kissed by Dageus MacKeltar to fully understand how devastating it was. How it could bring a woman to her knees.
~ Karen Marie Moning
This close to him I must bite my tongue to prevent myself from moaning with need. This close to him I feel like an animal.
~ Karen Marie Moning
No es nada que yo haga, sidhe vidente -me dijo la criatura mágica-. Es lo que soy. Soy cada sueño erótico que hayas tenido nunca y mil más que nunca se te han llegado a pasar por la cabeza. Soy sexo en estado puro que te volverá del revés y te consumirá hasta dejarte reducida a cenizas. -Sonrió-. Y si quiero, luego puedo volver a hacer que estés entera.
~ Karen Marie Moning
I inhaled his scent. He was near, a few feet away. Lust nearly buckled my knees. He was a tireless lover. There was nothing off-limits with him.
~ Karen Marie Moning
Turn your head for me and I'll kiss you as a woman should be kissed.
~ Karen Marie Moning
He swapped the fistful of my shirt for one in my hair, and ground his mouth against mine.
~ Karen Marie Moning
I burn everywhere and I'm hot, and I'm hot, and I'm so fecking unbelievably hot that I start tearing off my clothes and I can't do it fast enough because I feel thick and slow and stupid
~ Karen Marie Moning
Make love to me, make me forget.
~ Karen Marie Moning
He laughed, a dark, sensual purr, and she felt her nipples tighten.
~ Karen Marie Moning
dark, tattooed muscle, midnight eyes glittering bloodred
~ Karen Marie Moning
Me under her, behind her. Driving up into her. What will she do? Say? How does she sound when she comes?
~ Karen Marie Moning
He had a way of making a woman feel, with a mere glance, as if she were the most desirable woman in the world. How was a woman to stare into the face of such lust, and not feel lust in response?
~ Karen Marie Moning
Slick with sweat, I defile her with reverence. Or revere her with defilement. Every. Inch. Of. Her. Motherfuckingfinebody. She likes it. No holds barred with this woman. I wouldn't have believed it of her. And she does scream Ã¢â'¬Â¦
~ Karen Marie Moning
She straddles me, ass to my face, reverse cowgirl, tangled hair swinging. And son of a bitch, the woman can ride.
~ Karen Marie Moning
Stupendous sex is a drug, addictive, consuming. I know from personal experience.
~ Karen Marie Moning
For something so soft, she takes her fucking hard, with a twist. I taste her. I could eat her alive. She closes her mouth on my dick. I close my hands on her head. I might not let her go. Slick with sweat, I defile her with reverence. Or revere her with defilement. Every. Inch. Of. Her. Motherfuckingfinebody.
~ Karen Marie Moning