Quotes About Intimacy

Cupping his face in her hands, she looked into eyes that had seen thousands of sunrises before she was even a glimmer in the scheme of the universe. "But you have an advantage," she whispered. "You're a little bit human now.

She fucking turns me inside out." "Women who matter have a way of doing that." Lucas scowled. "We sound like a couple of women, talking about feelings. I think Sascha's having a bad influence on me." "You started it.

He leaned down until his lips brushed her ear. "I told you to stop flinching." And then he bit her. A slow, painless nip but there were definitely teeth involved.

Now a small woman, with dangerous curves. I could bite into her.

Your name is written on my heart, Lily

No, Nathan, no." She wrapped his face in her hands. "I just need you--all of you--so much that I'm going crazy. I need your laugh. I need your company. I need you to sleep beside me and I need you to wake when I wake. I need you with everything in me.

What about your freedom?" he whispered in her ear over a minute later, bracing his hands palms down on the wall beside her head. He made no move to stop her as she stroked and petted every inch of that sinfully gorgeous chest, all hard muscle and gleaming skin overlaid with silky-rough strands of dark hair. "Idiot." She nipped his jaw with her teeth. "The only freedom I ever wanted was the right to love you.

A tear streaked down her face. I love you. You're mine. She laughed at the possessive tone. "I've always been yours...

Do you have infrared vision?" Interest glittered on his face. Venom smiled, the curious reaction a far preferable one to quivering fear or horror. "You'll have to court me with roses and diamonds before asking such intimate questions." Vivek snorted. "It's just like working for the Guild--place is full of smartasses.

I researched sexual intimacy the same way I research everything else. Methodically and in intricate detail.

A kiss today, nakedness tomorrow?Gabriel liked to think positive and plan ahead.

I'll never be yours until you're mine

Pressing his thumb down on her jaw to part her lips, he kissed her again, angel dust glittering in the air. "Mmm." She rubbed against him. "Did you make a change to your special blend?" Angel dust, he'd told her, was normally rich and exquisite, but not sexual. Elena had only ever tasted Raphael's blend, and it was always oh-so-sexual-today, it also held a dangerous bite. Kisses down her throat. "I wouldn't wish my consort to suffer ennui.

It wasn't simply about the sex any longer, wasn't simply about assuaging the skin hunger that haunted them both. It was about saying good-bye to a dream that had never had a chance.

Leaning back into him, she let her body relax, trusting him to keep her upright. 'This is nice. Having someone to hold me when I'm tired.

To know a person's bad habits along with their good ones? To see them at their worst and at their best? To fight and play with them through all the seasons of this life? And to still wake up every morning happy to see their face? This is love.

Don't run from me, sweetheart , he thought as he took the final steps to her. I only bite a little.

Tell me," she whispered. And he, the archangel used to keeping a thousand secrets, told her.

Where did you get the control sample?" A flash of dark heat raced through him and he knew himself well enough to identify it as a dose of pure jealousy. "From Tamsyn." A pause, as if she was debating whether to continue. "I know you'd react negatively if I approached a make. You're... possessive." "Sugar, I'm way past possessive." His voice was no longer fully human.

You"re my mate. Think you can handle that?" It was hard to speak with her heart bursting open. "Think you can handle me?" "So long as you're gentle with me."" Emmett to Ria - Whisper of sin

I had sex," Drew said with a grin. "Lots and lots and lots of sex." Indigo threw a balled-up piece of paper at him, but she was grinning. Catching the paper, he said, "Hey, no use in good energy going to waste.

He let her nipple slide out of his mouth. She pulled him back, but he was more interested in running his gaze over the sheen of wetness on her breast, wetness he had caused. A surge of possessiveness gripped him by the throat. Yes, she was most definitely his...

I love you," he said, his eyes locked with hers. "From the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes. From yesterday to tomorrow and every tomorrow we will ever see. From this moment to the mystery beyond death. Every part of you, slow or fast, small or big, strong or weak. I love you, Holly.

We better get in the car before I back you right into your house and give in to my ungentlemanly side." Though her cheeks were red, her breath shallow, Charlotte said, "You have a gentlemanly side?