Quote I Love: When you know you’re about to see him

Posted on April 9, 2012 by SloanParker

“Passion is that feeling you get when you know you’re about to see him. It is that ache you have in your stomach after you’ve just left him. Passion is the fear of never seeing him again. Passion is what love is all about.”

–Unknown

This quote reminded me of something my sweetie and I were just discussing with utter amazement. So many times, even after all these years, we still get a rush when we see each other. We still want to be together like we want to be with no one else, even minutes after we annoy each other. We still have rose-colored glasses that help us see past the faults and disagreements and everyday problems. We still cuddle and giggle like we just met. For me, that’s how I know it’s love.

That is what I hope everyone has or will find.

Quote I Love: This Place In Me

Posted on August 19, 2011 by SloanParker

“There’s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.”

– Gretchen Kemp

Quote I Love: Your Kiss

Posted on July 25, 2011 by SloanParker

“I long for the day I’ll dream of your kiss no more, when your lips will caress mine for real, when your touch makes me alive again, and the sight of you arouses all my senses.”
-Unknown

Quote I Love: My First Love Story

Posted on June 13, 2011 by SloanParker

“The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.”

-Maulana Jalalu’ddin Rumii

Making love on a Monday: Quote from JL Langley

Posted on January 24, 2011 by SloanParker

Felt like posting something sexy today, and since I’m not ready to share my work-in-progress, here’s a quote from another author of gay romance, J. L. Langley. This is from the first kiss between Ethan and Jamie in the The Tin Star.

Ethan knew it was a bad idea, but he just had to taste that sensual mouth. He leaned forward, his lips lightly brushing Jamie’s. Jamie gasped, and before Ethan knew what hit him, Jamie had taken over, his mouth crushing his, tongue pushing for entrance. He grabbed Ethan’s face with both hands and urgently pressed his body against Ethan’s, or as near to it as he could get with them both still sitting. He was rough, aggressive, practically swallowing Ethan up as his tongue searched and caressed every bit of Ethan’s mouth. Finally, he calmed down a little, gentling the kiss, and Ethan had the chance to kiss him back at last. Jamie’s hands slid to his shoulders. Their tongues met and parried. It was like making slow and easy love. Jamie moaned.

It was one of the most erotic things Ethan had ever heard and made him even more painfully erect.