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Just erotic. Nothing kinky. It's the difference between using a feather and using a chicken.
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kinky
suggestive
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Terry Pratchett |
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But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.
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metaphor
lovers
love
inspirational
imagery
suggestive
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Updike John |
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"Here you go, dear."" The corners of Mrs. Colbert's mouth curled up. "You like meat, don't you?" Emily blinked. Was it her, or did that statement seem...loaded? She checked Issac for his reaction, but he was innocently selecting a roll from a wicker basket. "Uh, thanks." Emily said, pulling the platter toward her. She did like meat. The kind you, um, eat."
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suggestive
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Sara Shepard |
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"You're terrible at this whole 'tell me whatever I want to know' thing." My hand goes to the crossbow, but I don't pick it up. He sighs. "Just ask me something. Ask about my tail. Don't you want to see it?" He raises his brows."
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truth-telling
double-entendre
double-meaning
faeries
question
suggestive
tail
tale
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Holly Black |
794eb9b
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"Stop." She covered her breast with her own hand. "That's no' a healer's touch." His smile was sin incarnate. "Ye've the right of it there, lass. That's a lover's touch. And ye've had only the smallest bit of the pleasure, only a taste of what I would give ye an' ye allow it." "No," She scrambled to her feet to put some distance between them. "An' ye try to take me, I'll scratch yer eyes out, Rob MacLaren." "I'd not take ye. Not a step further than ye wish. I ken ye're a virgin and wanting to stay that way," he said earnestly. "But there's great delight for a man in the giving of pleasure, ye see. And ways around a maidenhead that'll leave ye still pure when we're done." She'd forgotten to breathe as he spoke. Now she sucked in a quick breath. "Shall I pleasure ye, Elspeth?"
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highlander-romance
suggestive
pleasure
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Connie Mason |
1ad9548
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I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have no time to be a wet-nurse for a bantling.' To my surprise, he did not flush or draw away in embarrassment. He grinned and winked at me, as if to say I could suckle him any time, and to my horror I felt myself grow red.
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charlotte-and-charles
charlotte-rose-de-la-force
suggestive
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Kate Forsyth |