His Harlot Quotes

“Shafts of delight stabbed down through her belly to her core.”
― Natasha Blackthorne, His Harlot: A Midsummer's Sin

“Like this, Rose. Mount me.” He pulled her down firmly. Her cunny was so wet that his thick, hard length came all the way inside in one sweet, sliding move. His girth seemed to stretch her to her limits. The delicious fullness sent waves of delight through her so strong that she gasped. He flexed his hips up and she gasped again. Sweet, it was oh so sweet and she wanted more. She had to have more. Tentatively, she rocked.”
― Natasha Blackthorne, His Harlot: A Midsummer's Sin

“She grasped his erection, and moved to position it. His wet, leaking crown grazed her swollen, overheated, soaked flesh. Dire waves of desire tore through her at the slick velvet-over-steel sensation.”
― Natasha Blackthorne, His Harlot: A Midsummer's Sin

“Each frantic, desperate beat of his heart pulsed in his erection. Engorging it. Making it throb and twitch. He leaked and leaked. Now.”
― Natasha Blackthorne, His Harlot: A Midsummer's Sin

“Temptation pounded through his blood and, with every beat of his heart, increased the pulsation in his cock. She was lust incarnate.”
― Natasha Blackthorne, His Harlot: A Midsummer's Sin