Quotes About Intimacy

Sleep with a dog and rise full of fleas.

I love you now. I'm with you now. I'll do my best, moment to moment, not to betray you. Now. That's it. No more. Don't make me lie to you.

Us?ysz mnie, dostrze? mnie, dotknij mnie, kochaj mnie, uwolnij mnie!

Phaedara: Can't switch this off. Can't crush it. Can't. Wake up with it, burning me. Think I'll crack open I want him so much. I talk to him. He talks to me, you know, we, we know each other very well, he tells me things, we're very close. About sex and how much it depresses him, and I know -

Phaedra: Can't switch this off. Can't crush it. Can't. Wake up with it, burning me. Think I'll crack open I want him so much. I talk to him. He talks to me, you know, we, we know each other very well, he tells me things, we're very close. About sex and how much it depresses him, and I know -

Death is my lover and he wants to move in.

I've faked orgasms before, but this is the first time I've faked not having an orgasm.

Such a little thing really, a kiss... most people don't give it a moment's consideration. They kiss on meeting, they kiss on parting, that simple touching of flesh is taken entirely for granted as a basic human right.

I will love you with too many commas, but never any asterisks.

There was no secret I did not tell him, there was no moment we did not share. We didn't grow up, we grew in; like ivy wrapping, molding each other into perfect yins and yangs

She'd had sex with a boy she wasn't going to marry. She'd fallen in love with him, knowing that it would never work. Right now the pain seemed worth it because she was in his arms.

Assume that the most annoying person you know, the one who won't leave you alone, is in love with you.

When I kissed him goodnight he said, Again! and I kissed him again.

I'm not talking about fucking; I'm talking about intimacy. One used to fade into the other, and sometimes I forget I've learned the difference.

The most fervent kiss of my life was less than five seconds long more than ten years ago with someone else's husband. It still hasn't quite worn off.

I used to avoid people when I was afraid I loved them too much.

I love you. I love you. I love you. Always have, probably always will. Happy?" she said. He stopped when he was standing mere inches away. Reaching out, he captured her face in his hands and smoothed his thumbs across her cheekbones to clear her tears. "You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that," he said.

I will never not want you, understand? I love you. I adore you. I admire you. I desire you. You are my heart. My blood, my bones. My everything.

Is there somebody out there? Amy, is that you?" her mother called. "No. Tell me this isn't happening." Quinn rested his forehead against hers. "Has she got a wiretap on you or something? I swear, she's like a walking hard-on detector." Amy bit her lip, trying not to laugh. Quinn levered himself up on his arms. "Mrs. P., if you value your life, you'll go back inside and turn off the light right now.

I have sex," Grace shrugged. I meant with a man," Claudia said dryly. Now why would I ruin something so good by inviting a man along?" Grace asked.

Her perfume enveloped him as he reached for her. His hands smoothed over soft fabric before finding the warmth of her skin. She lifted her mouth to his and kissed him hungrily, greedily. She tasted so good. Like sin. Like every dirty thought he'd ever had.

Don't freak out, I'm getting into the bed," he said.

What exactly did having needs mean, while he was on the subject? That Delaney needed to have sex? that she craved an orgasm? And if that were the case, why couldn't she just take care of the matter on her won in the privacy of her home without putting him through all this torture? Anything was preferable to the thought of her being with Jake.

She glanced up into his face. He was looking down at her, his mouth soft, his expression indulgent. If his expression was anything to go by, he was going to be a very generous lover. The corners of his mouth eased into a smile. "Very generous." She tried to put resentment into her tone, but she didn't think she was too successful. "You peeked into my mind." His finger wove through a curl at her temple. "That seems inevitable between us.