Quotes About Intimacy

The only confession Jolene had ever wrenched from him was that he had cared about her.

Seriously. A cuddle rating. Who came up with that shit? Whoever had, it meant he had to cuddle her like a pro just to prove a point.

Harley studied his erection, lightly running her fingers over the smooth skin. His cock jumped at her touch. It was a pretty penis, she had to say. Good length, pleasing circumference. Not too big, not too small... the Goldilocks of cocks. Just right.

It will always be the ultimate, because you're my ultimate.

I'd pull your pants down and let you ride me right here.

You have eyes that hold me so tightly I could fight for the rest of my life and I'll never escape.

To be honest, I was more interested in sexually objectifying you than talking about your salary." Olek eyed me. "Damn." The corner of his mouth turned up. "Again, we're back to the future 'how I met your mother' story. She wasn't a gold digger, son, she just wanted my dick.

Never to go on trips with anyone you do not love.

we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.

I didn't want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there's a lot of difference.

When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me. She looked toward the door, saw there was no one, then she sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed me.

Keep right on lying to me. That's what I want you to do.

But in the night he woke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken from him. He held her feeling she was all of life there was and it was true.

I don't. I don't want anybody else to touch you. I'm silly. I get furious if they touch you.

All cowardice comes from not truly loving, or at least, not loving well.

I love thee and thou art so lovely and so wonderful and so beautiful and it does such things to me to be with thee that I feel as though I wanted to die when I am loving thee.

This was the price you paid for sleeping together. This was the end of the trap. This was what people got for loving each other.

I'd like to destroy you a few times in bed.

What you tell me about in the nights. That is not love. That is only passion and lust. When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.

Because we would not wear any clothes because it was so hot and the windows open and the swallows flying over the roofs of the houses and when it was dark afterward and you went to the window very small bats hunting over the houses and close down over the trees and we would drink capri and the door locked and it hot and only a sheet and the whole night and we would both love each other all night in the hot night in Milan. That was how it ought to be.

Besides, I'm not jealous. I'm just so in love with you that there isn't anything else.

I kissed her neck and shoulders. I felt faint with loving her so much.

Where we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright. That was where we could go.

She was sitting up now. My arm was around her and she was leaning back against me, and we were quite calm. She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else's eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so many things