Quotes About Intimacy

It's you," he said softly when finally he was at her side. "It's you," she breathed, and then his lips were on hers, and he was kissing her in a way that made her forget the world around them for a few precious seconds.

Only you know what your relationship is with God, and you should never let anyone take that from you.

There's never enough time, not when a person has become a part of you.

She hadn't realized that once one opened the door to one's heart, it was impossible to fully close it again.

Making your partner first on your "to do" list, and not last, will help you keep your priorities in line and will also be the salvation of your loving connection.

She said things that'd have sounded like cliches--but when they're said by the woman you love in the middle of the night, it's different. I said things that sounded like cowboy-movie junk, even when they were coming out of my mouth. But I meant them.

How wonderful it is, to be silent with someone.

Das ist schön, mit jemanden schweigen zu können.

Chambers if I am your heart imagine me inside beating, pumping, loving

De vez en cuando, en algún paraje desierto, nos besábamos rozándonos sólo los labios. Nos gustaba darnos un beso rápido, a escondidas. Yo me sentía como si me hubiera tocado, a mí solamente, la parte más deliciosa del fruto que me ofrecía el mundo.

Prayer is not a place to be good, it is a place to be honest. Prayer is not a place to perform, it is a place to be present. Prayer is not a place to be right, it is a place to be known. Prayer is not a place to prove your worth, it is a place to receive worth and offer yourself in truth.

With one man, there was a freedom and liberation. That was with Michael Hutchence, my partner in life.

I only lie to people I care about. So try to feel honored.

You want me to touch you right here, in full daylight

I need you," he says, his voice so quiet I have to lean forward to hear. "That's my secret. I need you more than you have ever needed me.

No, I'm telling you that you're the only thing on this earth that has made me feel connected to what's here. When I'm with you, I know what's real. I can feel it, touch it. When I'm with you, I'm something more than . . . other. When I'm not with you, my head's in the stars.

But the thing is," and with this it's he who takes a step forward, "the woman who you really are . . . the one who you keep so tightly under wraps, the woman who is only allowed out when she is touched a certain way, made to feel certain things . . . that woman is so damn compelling . . . I can't seem to turn away.

I want to know what she's like over a candlelight dinner. I want to see her on the beach. I want to know what it would feel like to walk beside her talking about the thoughts you never let her share.

I'm falling for you. Actually, I've already fallen for you. I want this. I want you, and I'd hate to have to cut a ho, but I will.

You're beautiful when you come, Taylor. Better than I ever imagined. I can't wait to see you do it again, but this time while I'm fucking you.

I bet having sex with her was like throwing a hot dog down a hallway.

As I lowered my mouth to her neck, I whispered, "I'm going to erase all your bad memories, angel. Every damn one of them." I ran my lips leisurely from the curve of her jaw down to her shoulder. "You'll only be able to remember the feel of my mouth on your skin, my hands on your body, and the thrust of my cock when I bury myself deep inside you—over and over. Everything else will be forgotten." "Yes," she rasped.

I loved seeing him like this, completely lost in the pleasure I was giving him.

She was with her flying companion-her playmate. The one who was sacred to her, who was the other half of the mysteries of life for her. The one who would always be there for her, helping her, watching her back, picking her up when she fell down, listening to her stories-no matter how many times she told them. Loving her even when she was stupid. Understanding her without words. Being inside the innermost circle in her mind. Her soulmate.