Quote by Jeanette Winterson

“She slept but little. In the morning she found habit by her bedside; she clothed herself therein and faced the day.”

— William John Locke

“He unraveled at light speed, his release sharp, bewildering and beautiful. His hips were still convulsively moving against her body as he settled down…

— Maya Banks

“He was hard against her, but also silky… and incredibly hot. He pressed forward a few inches and just like that, he was inside…

— Joanna Blake

“As he floated more and more deeply toward sleep, the scent of her body and hair was redolent throught his senses, until he was…

— Frank Lee Raw Honey

“her legs around his waist. “Do it.” He closed his eyes, losing himself in elation as he entered another universe. Her flesh around him—warm,”

— Faye Kellerman

“In time, she eased into sleep, and her head rested against the plane of his shoulder. He held her and wondered that such a…

— Dorien Kelly

“returned to bed.  She was concerned, of course, and wanted to know what had happened, why he had risen and dressed, where he had”

— Brian Harmon

“Snuggled against him like this, it was difficult for her to tell where she left off and where he began. Their bodies and souls…

— Scott Prussing

“He lay back on the blanket, pulling her with him. Every few minutes, one of them would lose an article of clothing, until there…

— Cindi Madsen

“Another flash of recognition sped through her mind. It’s him, her thoughts whispered through the fog of arousal. And she wanted to know who…

— Justine Dell

“Of course, she must be sleeping, sleeping deeply, wrapped in the darkness of that strange little world of hers.”

— Haruki Murakami

“She was sprawled across the bed when he emerged, his jaw clenched. She hadn’t even bothered to wear one of those ridiculous nightgowns. She…

— Sarah J. Maas