Quotes About Intimacy

It was there. That feeling, that oneness, that she'd always sought, that she'd always longed for, that had always eluded her. It was right there in each other's arms. She had found it at last and she wanted to revel in it, expand it, prolong it. She wanted to make it theirs, forever. And keep it both secreted inside their hearts and shared with the entire human race.

Piney woke up wearing a big grin on his face. He couldn't remember when he'd slept so well. He pulled the pillow next to him up over his face. He could smell her hair on it. "Jesse," he murmured to himself. He liked her. He really liked her. And he loved, loved, loved doing her. Being inside her. She was so hot. She was so tight. She was… Piney stopped himself in midthought and rolled out of bed. His mind was headed where his body could not go.

Tell me your name," she murmured against his temple. "Master," he replied, his warm breath tickling her neck. She snorted. "No, it's not." He lifted his head , his eyes hot and amused. "It is to you.

Every kiss has its own meaning. As the early-twentieth-century French chanteuse Mistinguett said: "A kiss can be a comma, a question mark, or an exclamation point. That's basic spelling that every woman ought to know.

There must be a different kind of love, one I haven't felt yet, when someone looks at you just like you're looking at him and you don't have to say anything.

Yes, I've kissed a lot of guys. I like to kiss, but that's it. I don't go home with anyone. I sleep with my animals, like my baby monkey, Brigitte Bardot.

I know why men lose sight of the face of God: because it is so close.

Lovers have a language that can be lost--how to speak, how to touch, when to try.

Make no mistake about it: emotional intimacy in marriage is one of the single most important wellsprings of happiness a couple can ever find.

Ces marques de vieillesse le rapprochaient d'elle ou de son état. Son cœur battait à rompre par la joie qu'il éprouvait et ses mains tremblaient.

Il vivait un amour que rien ne diminuait. Il lui semblait que c'était le même amour, le même abandon, la même nuit, le même froid.

Drawing things is a kind of lovemaking, so the subject should be chosen carefully.

Somehow if she'd know the worst parts, she couldn't have gone on being a haven for him...Men said they didn't tell their women about France because they didn't want to worry them. but it was more than that. He needed her ignorance to hide in. Yet, at the same time, he wanted to know and be known as deeply as possible. And the two desires were irreconcilable.

We set down feasts for each other and treated our love with tongues of fire. Our bodies were fields of wonder to us.

When i make love to you i try with each stroke of my tongue to say i love you to tease i love you to hammer i love you to melt i love you and your sounds drift down oh god! oh jesus! and i think here it is, some dude's getting credit for what a woman has done again.

To pray is to open oneself completely, intimately, into the Presence that is beyond our ability to name.

continued, "Cause I can't wait to peel off the fancy clothes to get to the woman who looks so damn right in my bed wearing nothing at all but the sweet flesh God gave her. I'm here to convince you to come home with me where you belong, Lise." Elise clamped her hand over her mouth

The main thing to remember is that making love is at once the silliest and the most sacred act humans can perform.

The warmth of his body shouldn't have felt good. He was angry and every muscle was tense. It was like being leaned on by a very heavy, warm brick. A sexy brick.

Your woman tells me you will hunt me down and eat my marrow while I live." "Did she?" Charles looked at her, and she saw the approval in his face. She doubted anyone else would have read anything at all. His voice was a caress, just for her. "Would you like that, love?

Love means leaving yourself vulnerable, knowing that there is someone to catch you when you fall. ~ Mercy

Mmm, he rumbled into my ear. I thought that being married meant that I never go to bed hungry.

The main thing to remember is that making love is at onces the silliest and the most sacred act humans can perform.

Now this little gem"— Izzy's mother pulled out yet another bottle—"this is one of my favorites, guaranteed to improve your love life or your money back. Does your husband ever have trouble keeping up?" She held up a finger, then curled it limply downward as her eyebrows arched up. The silence from upstairs was suddenly deafening.