20 Quotes That Make You Want To Make Love 🥵

These 20 quotes will make you want to make love

Some phrases are inspiring, which is why I love sharing quotes about romance or life in general. However, I’ve been racking my brain wondering: do any of them make you want to make love? I came across a bunch of words by famous people, but nothing that ignited the flame 🔥.

So I thought back to the reading I did when I was younger: bit-lit, dark romance, romantic, and so on. And I have to say, authors are pretty good at making everything 🥵 for us. That’s why I’ve compiled some quotes from books. By the way, it might inspire you to send messages to someone to tell him/her you fancy him/her 👀!

• 1 - “I want to melt into you, become one with your skin, lose myself in your breath and never leave you.” Maïa Brami

• 2 - “Let me be your erotic dream, your fantasy, your deepest, most secret desire.” Jodi Ellen Malpas

• 3 - “His face is so close to yours that all you have to do is straighten up an inch or two to kiss that cruel mouth, so quick to hurt.” Larissa Zageris

• 4 - “I want to breathe you, touch you, taste you. I want you to be mine, all mine.” Sylvia Day

• 5 - “Only the beat of sex and the heart in unison can create ecstasy.” Anaïs Nin

• 6 - “His hands were all over my body, caressing me, kneading me, possessing me with an urgency that made me lose my mind.” E.L. James

• 7 - “Your hands on my bare skin are like delicious burns that consume me with desire.” Octavie Delvaux

• 8 - “I give you my body, so that we can become one.” Diana Gabaldon

• 9 - “I want to love you with every inch of my body, to taste you until I’m intoxicated with your essence.” Erin McCarthy

• 10 - “His lips brushed hers in the softest, lightest caress. The delicious kiss, in all subtlety, sent little shivers running across her skin and left her gasping, wanting more.” - Julia Quinn

• 11 - “She’s so soft and warm, our first kiss is unreal: my lips brushing hers, asking her: Let me do it. Let me be gentle and caring with you.” Christina Lauren

• 12 - “My hips moved to the rhythm of his. He covered me with kisses and our faces became sweaty. Every inch of my body burned and contracted.” Sarah J. Mass

• 13 - “Love me wildly, madly, as if this were my last night. Make me vibrate to the very core of my being.” - Lise Syven

• 14 - “Our intertwined bodies move to the rhythm of a sensual symphony, in a feverish and passionate dance.” - Esparbec

• 15 - “Jump me like a rabbit on this wonderfully hungry morning of my goddamn life.” Richard Brautigan

• 16 - “When I see the bulge in his boxer shorts, I squirm with pleasure. He runs his hands down my legs, then stops to kiss my thigh. Even through my jeans, the sensation is delicious.” S.C. Stephens

• 17 - “Your desire is a fire that sets me ablaze, a wave that sweeps me away, I drown in you with delight.” Juliette Duval

• 18 - “He sucked on the tips of my breasts, making me sigh and hope for more, before moving onto my belly and going lower and lower.” Liv Stone

• 19 - “I don’t know if she hears everything I say, because suddenly she’s moaning continuously, her legs shaking uncontrollably beneath me. But it was losing you that killed me, I say, as I come.” Morgane Moncomble

• 20 - “Open your eyes. Look in the mirror as I fuck you” Anna Huang

Want some more? Well go on then, I’ll share with you a text written by my very talented colleague. If she doesn’t become an author after this, I really don’t understand anything about life 🤔:

“His mouth tastes me. His tongue traces furrows. Neck, back, hips. He falls to his knees, his tongue crosses my buttocks, licks them, intrudes, makes way for his fingers. Torrential. His tongue slides in, feels around, strikes me, makes its way back. Sitting between my thighs against the steamed-up window, his brown curls tickle the inside of my thighs, framing his face. My forehead, warm and wet, bumps against the glass. I’m looking for a hint of air to get through my teeth. On my back, sweat beads on the remnants of saliva. Exhausted, on fire, I press my wet sex against his loving mouth. A muffled storm rumbles inside me. I’m pouring, I’m spilling. The storm rises, bursting into hoarse, gasping moans. Between his hands, he gathers up the spasms that distort my belly and slash my thighs with glistening kisses.”

There you go... What? Haven’t you had enough 😳? Well, I don’t have any other ideas, other than to leave you with the selection of erotic podcasts I’ve put together. If you can’t read it, you’ll hear it 😆!

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