Quotes About Intimacy

Lengvai lyg šok?ja ap?jo ji aplink lov?, pastat? taur? greta sav?s ant grind? ir pasir?ž?. Svetimos saul?s nurusvinta ji nesidrov?jo savo nuogumo, kaip moteris, kuri ne tiktai žino, kad jos geidžia, bet ir ne kart? šitai yra gird?jusi.

Wir reden nicht viel, aber wir sind voll zarterer Rücksicht miteinander, als ich mir denke, dass Liebende es sein können. Wir sind zwei Menschen, zwei winzige Funken Leben, draußen ist die Nacht und der Kreis des Todes. Wir sitzen an ihrem Rande, gefährdet und geborgen...wir sind uns nahe mit unseren Herzen und die Stunde ist wie der Raum: Überflackert von einem sanftem Feuer gehen die Empfindungen hin und her...

Now time is standing still. We've torn it in two. Now only we two are here; we two, you and me and no one else.

shall have experienced the bewildering emotions of love. The

And even if these scenes of our youth were given back to us we would hardly know what to do . . . it would be like gazing at the photograph of a dead comrade; those are his features, it is his face, and the days we spent together take on a mournful life in the memory; but the man itself it is not. We could never regain the old intimacy with those scenes.

I loved her very much, and it seemed to me that I had never loved her more, even when possessing her, than in this sordid night full of snoring, punctured by the strange hissing sound of urine falling on coal.

Es neuzdr?kst?jos vi?u nosk?pst?t. Vi?a st?v?ja tuvu jo tuvu, ta?u tik sastingusi, ka, lik?s, var?tu sal?zt, ja vi?ai pieskartos.

Iubirea înseamn? contopirea suprem?, egoismul maxim în d?ruirea cea mai profund? a sinelui È™i tot ce ai.

friend is someone who knows all about you and

He broke prevailing rules of casual intimacy: He stood too close, stared too hard, touched too much and long. And women adored him for it.

All you need to be married are champagne, a box of cigars, and a double bed," he said. Or this: "One of the secrets of a happy marriage is never to speak to or see the loved one before noon.

Oh, so many things swarmed in my thoughts," she wrote; "and yet each time I was with him I felt the charm of his presence.

than four months. She and Churchill kept separate bedrooms; sex happened only upon her explicit invitation. It was to Bonham Carter that Clementine, soon after being wed, revealed Churchill's peculiar taste in underclothes: pale pink and made of silk.

Sex with Jonas was okay, but he was unsatisfied. According to him I was supposed to be having orgasms, but I had no idea what that was or how to do it. It didn't matter to me, I loved fucking and I just wanted to be close to him.

I mean, it's okay if you're the one with the low sex drive. We'll just have to adjust and learn to accommodate that.

Angel? he whispered in the dark. Yes? What does it feel like to love someone? A lump caught in my throat and I lightly ran my fingers down his bare arm. It feels like this. That's what I thought. -Erin McCarthy/The Coming Dark

Then he was forming letters again, one at a time on her back, while Laurel clung to him, full of heart and body, still joined to him intimately. Wanting his words, needing them, moved profoundly by them. I love you. One letter after the other, until they were all there, telling her everything she needed to know here in the dark.

I'm not backing down until you talk to me. What? I asked, cupping my hand to my ear. I can't hear you over the flapping sound of my loose vagina. The corner of his mouth lifted, and he almost laughed. Is that what that noise is? he asked. I thought it was the air conditioner.

Jess? Yeah? Would you be okay with it if I fell in love with you? My hear squeezed and I paused, my mouth a hairbreadth from his as I took in his words, as if I could breathe them into my mouth, my heart, my soul. Yeah, I whispered. I'd be very okay with it.

Because Tammy is in there making like her feet hate each other, and they don't need us around for it.

I want to have sex with you he told her back. Touch you until you squirm with pleasure. Laurel's head shot around. What did you say? Oh, shit. He had never actually verified how much or how little Laurel could hear.

Bet you've never had a bear down your pants before. Though I'm kind of a bear in bed. (Rick from Back to Basics)

Do you understand?" I nodded. He kissed me again. "Do you trust me?" I nodded. His lips buried in my neck. "Do you want me?" Nod. "Absolutely." "Then don't be afraid. Don't ever be afraid when you're with me." "I won't," I whispered

Reese grabbed the back of the nearest easy chair and whispered, Honey, baby, come to mama.