Quotes About Intimacy

What I want," he said softly, "is you. Just you.

This is how it should always be. You in my bed...in my arms. Always.

Don't be a coward, driving away anyone who cares enough to see you for yerself. It's easy to live yer life alone, son. It takes courage to live with another. But in the end, yer life can be so much richer for it

I'm suggesting that you let someone inside that empty room you call a heart. Whether you make her your wife or your mistress, a man's bed is decidedly warmer if there's a fire burning in something other than his cock.

I won't remain in a marriage where you refuse to trust me, to take some chances for my sake. Abigail Mercer

Her corset dropped to the floor, and he swept his hands up to cup her breasts. "I'm just ungentlemanly enough to prefer a woman's real flesh, Angel. I like the softness, the fullness of it. If I wanted to feel whalebone, I'd fondle a whale.

Then don't give me a deadline. Let me do it in my own way." "As you have been until now, keeping every man at arm's length, scaring them away with your target shooting?" Gran shook her head. "You cannot fall in love if you do not let a man close. And you will not let a man close unless you have a reason. I know you. If I rescind that ultimatum, you will bury yourself on this estate and never come out.

If you put it up, I'll just take it down again." His voice lowered to a throaty hum, "And you know what happens when I take your hair down.

He shifted her closer, his hand curving into the small of her back to flatten her against his lean, hard body as he showered soft, repentant kisses over her lips and cheeks, her closed eyelids, her tangled hair. "I should've left you on the Chastity ," he whispered against her mouth. "Atlantis is all right for the others but not for you.

I take it that you mean to seduce me," she murmured between kisses. "Yes." Seduce her and marry her. And then seduce her again, as often as he could. "Well then, carry on." So he did.

Does that sort of blatantly lascivious glance generally sway women to jump into your bed?" she asked tartly. "Often enough to make it worth the attempt.' He grinned. "Besides, it need only work occasionally. "a man must sleep sometime.

Well, Edwin?" Jane asked anxiously. "Would he hurt her?" Blakeborough squeezed Jane's shoulder, then left his hand resting there. That seemed remarkably intimate for a man who supposedly had only a platonic-sounding "arrangement" with her. Dom tamped down his urge to go knock the earl's hand from here into the next county.

You won't try to kiss me again?" "Given your method for handling that problem? No. I don't particularly like pain.

Why do you think so many women have so many children when some of them know how to prevent it?" He tilted his pelvis up against her. "Because we randy fellows are so good at this that we make you forget.

When I saw the women ranged in the windows, when I saw their calculating looks, assessing my purse...and other things, I realized I didn't want any of them in my bed." ..."That's why I left, princess," he rasped. "Because I realized it was you I wanted in my bed. Only you.

I've never done this with a woman like you before. Never wanted to. I only know... I don't want it to end.

He laid her hand on his jutting cock. "This beast is what I want to put inside you, princess. It will hurt you, I fear, and you'll never be the same." She ran a finger along the length of him, then smiled softly. "I should hope not. How good can a seduction be if one ends up the same afterward?

That you are the sun in my universe, the moon in my night sky?

Taunt me at your peril, angel. I'm only a man. So before you tumble from heaven into my bed, be very sure it's what you want. Because once I've got you where I want you, nothing on earth or heaven will save you from me." Her mouth went dry as anticipation blazed through her body. "Then it's a good thing I don't want to be saved, isn't it?

Sabrina Ward Harrison

Sex can lead to nasty things like herpes, gonorrhea, and something called relationships.

There are women whose infidelities are the only link they still have with their husbands.

Every human being is longing for involvement. Not for touch, not for a kiss, not for sex, not for anything else; one is basically longing for a deep sense of involvement.

Relationships! We can't live with them, we can't live without them.