Foreplay Quotes

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Ilona Andrews
“I finally realized the source of your mutual attraction," Saiman said, his voice dry.
"You both think violence is foreplay.”
Ilona Andrews, Magic Rises

Roman Payne
“Ô, the wine of a woman from heaven is sent,
more perfect than all that a man can invent.”
Roman Payne, The Love of Europa: Limited Time Edition
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Toba Beta
“Sex without foreplay is like song's reff without intro.”
Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

Andrea Speed
“I’m Scottish. My idea of foreplay is “roll over, Margaret.”
Andrea Speed, Prey

Sophie Jordan
“You’re with Hunter.” It was more of a question than a statement.
Tears welled up in my eyes. “But it hasn’t been right. It hasn’t been you. I can’t . . . I haven’t been able to—” I sucked in a deep breath. “I can’t be a real girlfriend to him when all I can do is think about you.”
“Ah, shit, Pepper.” Still holding my face, he lowered his forehead to mine. “I’m not going through this again with you just so you can run when you get scared that I’m not like some ideal you built up in your head. I love you. I’m fucking in love with you, but it’s all or nothing. I won’t do this again unless it’s going to be like that.”
Now I was crying, choking on my sobs. “I know. I want that. It took me so long to figure that out, but I know now. You are the safest thing I’ll ever find.” I deliberately repeated his words, holding his gaze and letting them sink in. “Because you love me. Because I love you.”
Sophie Jordan, Foreplay

Stephan Labossiere
“You may know where to touch her, but that doesn't mean you know how to touch her. Take time to learn what she truly desires.”
Stephan Labossiere, How to Get a Woman to Have Sex With You If You’re Her Husband

“Conversation is the sexiest foreplay, the perfect prelude to sex, the fiery banter that gets you heated, the stimulation of the mind that transmits to the body. Conversation is a give and take. Just like sex itself. And the best give and takes — the best conversations — lead to the best sex.”
Zara Barrie

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“When coming to sex: First served, first come.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Katie McGarry
“Her laughter sounded like music. “What, you don’t hang out with missionaries in your downtime? When the rest of us go home and slip into sweatpants and T-shirts, you kick back in a polo shirt and khakis.”
No one but Isaiah and Beth teased me. People ran from me. Yet this little nymph thoroughly enjoyed this game. “Keep it up, Echo. I’m all about foreplay.”
She laughed so loudly, she slapped a hand over her mouth, yet the giggles escaped. “You are so full of yourself. You think because girls swoon over you and let you into their pants on the first try that I’ll follow suit. Think again. Besides, I have your number now. Every time you try to look all dark and dangerous, I’ll picture you wearing a pink striped polo, collar up, and a pair of pleated chinos.”
Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits

Sophie Jordan
“His blue eyes drilled into me. “Why are you doing this?”
I shrugged uncomfortably. “I don’t know.”
He shook his head once like that wasn’t good enough. “Why are you here?”
His fingers shifted, the tips sending hot little sparks up my arm. He should look ridiculous with the blue washcloth covering half his face, but he didn’t. He looked human and male and all too vulnerable right then.
“Because you need someone.”
Sophie Jordan, Foreplay

J.M. Coetzee
“The mistake the two of us made,’ I said, ‘was that we skimped the foreplay. I’m not blaming you, it was as much my fault as yours, but it was a fault nonetheless.”
J.M. Coetzee, Summertime

M. Chandler
“In that case, hell, I'll even spring for the coffee. Unless you're some kind of damned tea-drinking Englishman, in which case you can buy your own dirty leafy water."

"Drink tea in America?" Jeremy's eyebrow twitched upwards in disbelief. "I'm not that sort of masochist. Coffee, at least, has the benefit of being horrible the world over, so it doesn't matter where you get it."

Simon eyed him narrowly. "And to think I was almost not hating you."

Jeremy blinked, feigning confusion. "Goodness. Did I say something wrong?”
M. Chandler, The Morning Star

Natalia Marx
“Just as foreplay is the key to good sex, preparation is essential to achieving victory in battle. Right, lieutenant?”
Natalia Marx, Fireheart

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Looking at what 'foreplay' is, 'sexual intercourse' is a game.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana, Divided & Conquered

Morgana Blackrose
“It's funny, this - so many words to describe the same thing,” she smiled...“Penis is simply an anatomical appendage, as exciting as a finger or a phalange. A willy is something small and flaccid, and at least slightly humorous. Prick is the organ as viewed with distaste, perhaps with so much as to describe the entire body it’s attached to, like a dick, but more so. Phallus is a symbol of fertility, but my the cock, which is only ever the hard, real thing, unleashed and ready to dive head-first into any waiting orifice. Or hole, while I’m in thesaurus mode.”
Morgana Blackrose, Phoenyx: Flesh and Fire Erotic Memoirs of a Striptease Artist

J.D. Salinger
“A woman's body is like a violin and all, and that it takes a terrific musician to play it right”
JD Salinger

Amber M. Kestner
“Angel grabbed Jana by the waist, kissing her with gentle ease. They moved on to the bedroom and Angel pushed Jana to the bed as they kept kissing with passion.

Their tongues intertwined together, feeling the mist of each other. Grinding their hips together and fondling each other's breasts with their clothes on, as each feeling the pace of their breaths together and they kept going in motion together.

They both squirmed beneath each other. When Angel placed her hands outside of Jana's jeans, she felt the wetness soak through. Jana was repeating the act, as the both kept kissing in intensity. They rubbed each other in between the legs and both let out deep moans in between kisses. They tried not to holler each other's names into the air, as Angel felt Jana's wetness soak even more. That was when they both stopped and looked at one another in the eyes.

"That was amazing," they said at the same time.

They both giggled, and Angel rolled off of Jana with a sweet sigh as did Jana. Angel lifted up on her shoulder.

"I know that wasn't actual sex,” she started.

“But that was wonderful in so many ways. Jana, you are amazing in more ways than one."

Jana smiled at Angel looking into her eyes.”
Amber M. Kestner, Jana & Angel Volume 1

Michael Bassey Johnson
“I have come to realize that my stupid gestures excites women alot, and if I'm really stupid, i will dare to take them to bed and excite them even more.”
Michael Bassey Johnson

D.L. Orton
“So where were we?”
“I was stepping back,” he says, “and you were chastising me for it.”
I chuckle. “Ah yes. So, shall I take matters into my own hands, or do you have the proper tool for the job?” I kiss his palm and then glance down at the lump in his towel.
“Well, miss.” His voice has a slight southern twang. “A skilled lawman knows how to choose the right tool for the job, and that—” He motions with his head, “—is not the one I plan to use right now. Sorry to disappoint.”
“I hate it when you get cocky.”
D.L. Orton, Crossing in Time

Martin Page
“Like sexual intercourse, death needs foreplay.”
Martin Page, The Discreet Pleasures of Rejection

Riley Edgewood
“He bathes me with his mouth, not missing an inch of skin. Hands to shoulders, feet to knees to hips, breasts to belly… until I'm fully baptized in the church of Alec.”
Riley Edgewood, Truth & Temptation

Steven Magee
“The rise of Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity (EHS) in the USA population can be traced back to President Bill Clinton. While memorable for sexual foreplay with Monica Lewinsky, EHS people associate him with the 1996 Telecommunications Act that prohibits the protection of human health and safety from the known biologically toxic effects of wireless radio frequency (RF) radiation.”
Steven Magee

“Sometimes when I've got a baseball player alone, I'll just read Emily Dickinson or Walt Whitman to him. And the guys are so sweet, they always stay and listen. Course, a guy'll listen to anything if he thinks its foreplay.”
ron shelton

Doug   Cooper
“Rationalization is foreplay with one's conscience.”
Doug Cooper, Outside In

“All work and no fore-play makes Jane a dull girl...”
Ankala V Subbarao

Eric Jerome Dickey
“I held his energy in my hand. When it was firm, when it was rising, I let it go, eased it down to his inner thigh, watched it spring back up”
Eric Jerome Dickey, One Night