Lascivious Thoughts Quotes

“Her breasts were nudging out of her bodice. And . . . he had his hand on one of
them. When did that happen? God. He jerked away fast and took hold of her shoulder instead. That was neutral ground up there. “Sorry. Don’t mean
anything by that. An accident.”
Fine pair of breasts she had. White as split almonds. Round as peaches. The nipples peeked out, since the fichu wasn’t doing its job. A pair of
dark little roses, pulled up into buds. Tasty looking. And if he got any closer he could put his mouth down and lick them.
That’s going to reassure her—you slavering at her tits.”
― Joanna Bourne, The Forbidden Rose

“Concern crept into his brain and encroached gradually on his ecstasy, much as happens to a post-coitus lover who hasn’t used a condom on a one-night stand.”
― Finn Briscoe, God is a Mortician