Week 4
Genre Spicy Romance (Feel the Heat) *None Erotic but Still Spice*
How they work: Each week there is going to be a post completely dedicated to writing prompts. This will compliment the genre of the week, named every Saturday. Below three pictures are posted along with word prompts to go with them. Three options will be beneath each picture. All suggestions are welcome, and if you desire, please share your ideas.
*Bonus: Since I haven't really dove into spicy romance in my own writing experience. Some of these prompts are my own and others I have found through alternate sources that I have otherwise posted. I also realize that some of these prompts consist of quotes. These are to get your imagination churning more or less. In other words, if you come to my writing prompt posts for inspiration, these quotes will hopefully help.
1.) "Never stop," she felt him move along her body.
His touch radiated in her soul. Pressing his lips against hers, she would forever be engrossed in this moment.
2.) Back and forth we spoke to one another until the magnitude of our love finally allowed us to collide.
3.) Craving him day and night, he was finally here. His warmth. His scent. His lips. Now was the time for her to indulge.
1.) Scents of lilac and roses caressed his lips before they finally intertwined. Moments of sweet agony also turned into the greatest climax. The high that both partners had been waiting for. Intensity loomed behind every movement, until-yes, their first touch.
2.) Caressing her body, their lips had yet to touch. Their eyes matched only for a moment before passion took hold.
3.) Dabbled touch whispered around the curves of her body. She shuttered at the thought, but remembered, there was nothing to be scared of. For pleasure was in both of their eyes and the night was still young.
1.) The wedding had been a disaster. She feared he would be angry, that his rage would hit, then divorce would be the only word on his lips. After all, it was to no fault to his family, but her own. Instead, he breathed a sigh and traced the beads of my dress.
"Now, I never want to do that again."
Faintly she allowed a smile to emerge. He stood over her with the famous smile she had come to love.
"What should we do now?" the bride asked with a tinge of innocence.
"Enjoy the fruits of the days labor, of course."
2.) Tightening his grip through her coarse hair, their breathing quickened. Finally.
3.) "Remember me? I'm the best thing that ever happened to you? Does the best night of your life ring any bells?" Flirtatious as she was the night they met, he remembered. Beautifully cunning, he wanted her, but recalled the sting of their short lived romance.
Sources: Pinterest saatchiart.com (Picture 1), theinspirationgrid.com (Picture 2), Pinterest katelxwrites (Picture 3), Pinterest Freakyhumor69 (Picture 4), Pinterest Wothquotes.com (Picture 5), writingwithus.blogspot.com (Picture 6).
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