Making Love Quotes

“Amazing sex stays with you. It soaks into your skin. It floats through your dreams and has you silently smoldering with delicious remembrances for hours after. It has you craving it days later. And it has you aching for it if you don’t get it for awhile.”
― Roberto Hogue, Real Secrets of Sex: A Women's Guide on How to Be Good in Bed

“Once you are defiled, you can't get back your purity by any means, instead, you will only look for ways to be defiled over and over again.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“The one thing you should never do to a woman, whether you make love to her or fuck her, is apologise straight after.”
― Dianna Hardy, Cry Of The Wolf

“If any woman opens her legs for you, don't feel so lucky to be fed with nonsense, she has been a bitch for a long time, and now its your own turn to get a share from her itching tunnel.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“God, you're so sweet.” He holds my face in his hands and kisses me deeply. I slowly unzip his hoodie and touch a hand to his bare chest. I relish in the feel of it. Barely an hour ago I was admiring it from afar, and now it's no longer just a tease. When I slide my hand down to his stomach, he groans and his hands slip just under my shirt. “So that's why you didn't want to change.” I can feel his smile against my lips. “You just wanted me to take your clothes off for you.”

“Guilty.” I lift my arms for him to pull it off. Instead of returning to kissing me, his eyes roam down my body. I fight the urge to cover myself; even though my bra is still on, I feel exposed. His hands lightly touch each side along the seam. My breath catches in my throat.

Meeting my eyes, he says, “You're so damn beautiful.” He leans forward, pressing a soft kiss in between my breasts. I shiver at the light touch of his lips to my sensitive skin. If this is how he makes me feel with such little contact, then how will the rest of this feel? The need is building inside like a spark starting a fire.”
― Lilly Avalon, Here All Along

“She waited for him with shallow breaths, head thrown back, eyes half closed, completely exposed in her trust of him, and it unravelled the last thread holding him together.”
― Dianna Hardy, Cry Of The Wolf

“She liked his unique smell, and it turned on all five of her senses, wanting to see him naked, touch him while naked, hear him as he moaned while he made love, taste his skin, and feel his naked body as she seduced him with the trailing of hungry fingers.”
― Keira D. Skye

“Although "making love" may serve as a polite name for an act that has many rude ones, it's misleading. For lovers do not so much make love as they are remade by love--dipped into the fire, melted down, reshaped. If they are devoted to one another, love will transform them, dissolving the shells of their old separate selves and making them anew.”
― Scott Russell Sanders, A Private History of Awe

“He let her nipple slide out of his mouth. She pulled him back, but he was more interested in running his gaze over the sheen of wetness on her breast, wetness he had caused. A surge of possessiveness gripped him by the throat. Yes, she was most definitely his...”
― Nalini Singh, Caressed by Ice

“The season was waning fast
Our nights were growing cold at last
I took her to bed with silk and song,
'Lay still, my love, I won’t be long...
I must prepare my body for passion.'
'O, your body you give, but all else you ration.'
'It is because of these dreams of a sylvan scene...
A bleeding nymph to leave me serene...
I have dreams of a trembling wench.'
'You have dreams,' she said, 'that cannot be quenched.'
'Our passion,' said I, 'should never be feared...
As our longing for love can never be cured...
Our want is our way and our way is our will...
We have the love, my love, that no one can kill.'
'If night is your love, then in dreams you’ll fulfill...
This love, our love, that no one can kill.'
Yet want is my way, and my way is my will,
Thus I killed my love with a sleeping pill.”
― Roman Payne

“Are you particularly attached to these? He fingered the lace around the crease where her thigh curved against the most intimate part of her.

"Wh-what?" Her hands dripped form his head to dig into the sheets.

He filed away her responsiveness when touched in that particular area. I'll take that as a no." Gipping hold of the front, he tore the fragile fabric off her body. The scraps fell away like mist.”
― Nalini Singh, Caressed by Ice

“Thinking about the bed leaves you horny, but thinking beyond the bed gives you honor, freedom and wisdom.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“Sex is more than an act of pleasure, it is a way of showing your appreciation and love to the loved body through her senses.”
― Baris Gencel

“They seemed to be together as one, somewhere else in a place that was lighter than air.”
― Jess C. Scott, Playmates

“In the city of flesh I travel without maps, a worried tourist: and Ottilie was a very Venice. I stumbled lost in the blue shade of her pavements. Here was a dreamy stillness, a swaying, the splash of an oar. Then, when I least expected it, suddenly I stepped out into the great square, the sunlight, and she was a flock of birds scattering with soft cries in my arms.”
― John Banville, The Newton Letter

“Occasionally, she wondered if all couples struggled so much to understand one another, spoke so little at dinner together, spent so much time camped out in front of the TV. Did all women sometimes feel distanced from their man while they were making love?”
― Galt Niederhoffer, The Romantics

“Well, I'd find sleeping with you a pleasant thing, but I'd prefer making love with you a few dozen times first.”
― Nora Roberts, Born in Shame

“Before he could say anything, "I told him; I have had my share of boys".He drew me closer and said "let me your man then".”
― Pushpa Rana, Just the Way I Feel

“Let me be clear: I don’t want to make love to a mannequin—I want to make love like a mannequin. Oh, if only I were that animated in bed.
”
― Dark Jar Tin Zoo, Love Quotes for the Ages. Specifically Ages 19-91.

“Ever thought, that the only thing a man can do for ten/twelve hours a day is work.

He can't eat for ten hours; he can't drink for ten hours; he can't make love for ten hours.

The only thing a man can do for ten hours is ‪#‎work‬.”
― honeya

“Lovemaking is a big grammatical error, i think it should be, LustMaking.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“I believed in your love till the time I actually made it, felt like sex.”
― Pushpa Rana, Just the Way I Feel

“Well, really, how would you like to make love with someone who kept twittering about his pure mystic modality and wanted to stick flowers in your navel?”
― Malcolm Bradbury, Eating People is Wrong