Quotes About Intimacy

Selfish men make the best lovers. They're prepared to invest in the women's pleasures so that they can collect an even bigger dividend for themselves.

There are only two types of people who can be totally honest with each other, lovers and strangers. Everyone else is just negotiating.

A dress that zips up the back will bring a husband and wife together.

Our love is kind of stalled, baby. But it ain't about the sex. I'd trade the roses and the negligees If we could just connect. I go deeper when you look into my eyes. There's a place where neither one of us can hide. And it's up to us to reinvent the game. Love it when you call my name.

When you kiss me, And ya miss me. You hold me tight, Make everything all right. I break out - in a cold sweat heh!

When I hold you in my arms, I know that I can't do no wrong. And when I hold you in my arms, My love can't do me no harm. And I feel nice, like sugar and spice I feel nice, like sugar and spice. So nice, so nice, well I got you.

Love between man and man is impossible because there must not be sexual intercourse and friendship between man and woman is impossible because there must be sexual intercourse.

And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.

But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires. from "Araby

Her lips touched his brain as they touched his lips, as though they were a vehicle of some vague speech and between them he felt an unknown and timid preasure, darker than the swoon of sin, softer than sound or odor.

And somewhere between his glassy infatuation for the one, and her growing fervor for the all, they'd found a shady place where two could huddle, grow, even feel nourished.

If you can't love with your body, who can trust the heart that hangs like a motel door screaming to a houseboy: 'Do not disturb!

A fart in the face is love.

Anyone can believe God exists but still maintain a life apart from him.

If I take my cock out, you aren't going to shout for help?

The subject was quickly dropped as I sucked him to a full stand, and wasn't resumed until his dick plopped out of my ass an hour later.

I was already imagining how good it would be to eat his big, round ass.

Our eyes met, and then, with one accord, each of us dropped his gaze to the other's crotch. It was one of those moments of mutual understanding which never cease to delight me.

I was close to shooting; he was a very good cocksucker.

Sex, for me, is equally capable of expressing positive and negative emotions, often at the same time.

He stopped talking and set to licking the hard pricks—mine and Charlie's—that he held in his greedy hands.

Fucking really is one of those activities that "practice makes perfect".

I need to fuck you now, Jack. I want to be inside you. All night.

He drew me to him and kissed me on the mouth, softly, without aggression. His face, which had ripped me raw with its stubble in the night, was smooth and soft now. His body was warm and hairy. And his cock—that ever ready cock—was pointing to the ceiling again.