Quotes About Intimacy

In his presence, unanticipated corners of her character seemed to be unfolding like a secret letter written long ago.

As much as I would enjoy inspecting your... rosette more closely, Miss Makepeace--- and the smile spread, becoming that intimating, preternaturally confident smile of the night before, ---I'll forego that pleasure for the moment.

Ah, now, he soothed in his low, easy voice, the way he would a spooked horse or a woman whose bodice he was about to slip lower. It worked a treat. Her pupils dilated in sudden interest, for it was 'that' kind of voice and she was a woman after all. She'd decided he was attractive and pleasant and she visibly softened. When he bothered to use that tone on women they generally did.

One minute with her is better than a lifetime with anyone else.

They really 'did,' you know, he said softly, suddenly. Did? She was puzzled. The roses. Remind me of you. They're precisely the sort of flowers you ought to have. Those spectacular, throbbing, lush blooms that now stood guard over her bed. With petals unconscionably soft.

But she bravely kept her eyes open; she was both lost and found in the soft, burning depths of his eyes.

Nick? I'm still here, Laurant. -Did you tell Tommy we slept together? No, but you just did. He's standing right here. She fell asleep. But this time she didn't have any dreams or nightmare.

I'm wearing clothes in my thoughts and dreams though. What am I wearing in yours? she asked. Me. Conversation between Mary Rose and Harrison in Julie Garwood's FOR THE ROSES

Madelyne, we're married now. 'Tis a usual occurrence to bed one's wife on the wedding night.

Then it stands to reason that love doesn't make a man less than what he already is. It makes him vulnerable. Perhaps it does, Ramsey agreed. And if his mind is constantly consumed with thoughts of her, then he becomes weak. Is that not so? Ramsey smiled. I'll tell you what is so. You love her, Brodick, and that scares the hell out of you. I should have broken your nose.

courting is for those who have not declared their love for one another- should not be considered a task.

You don't remember what you said to me when I was inside you? She frowned with concentration while she thought about it. Hurry up?

She let him know how much she liked what he was doing by scoring his back with her nails and crying out with pleasure. "Oh, God." "Nay, lass. Connor.

Come to me Elizabeth. Let me make you mine...

No other man is ever going touch you, Alessandra. You're mine.

All the man had to do was look at her and her mind turned to lettuce. One kiss and she wilted into his arms.

Nicholaa?" His voice was a bare whisper. "Yes?" she whispered back. "You belong with me.

He loved her, yet knew he'd go to his grave without having any understanding of what went on inside her mind.

I'm going to kiss you senseless enough not to notice my attire. -Duncan to Madelyne

You're the most confusing woman," he whispered on a sigh. "God help me, I do love you, though.

You can't love someone without trust.

what are you doing? making love to you. roll over katie. but we...you're... sure am. we can't.. it's just one night, right? yes. night's not over

My husband cooed as he dug into his plate of delicious flambéed crepes. If there's a sexier sound on this planet than the person you're in love with cooing over the crepes you made for him, I don't know what is.

If there's a sexier sound on this planet than the person you're in love with cooing over the crepes you made for him, I don't know what it is.