Quotes About Intimacy

wrap my arms tightly around his neck before he can order me to do push-ups or something. Instead he pulls me in close and buries his face in my hair. Warmth radiates from the spot where his lips just touch my neck, slowly spreading through the rest of me. It feels so good, so impossibly good, that I know I will not be the first to let go.

Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.

felt once before. In the cave last year, when I was trying to get Haymitch to send us food. I kissed Peeta about a thousand times during those Games and after. But there was only one kiss that made me feel something stir deep inside. Only one that made me want more.

where his lips just touch my neck, slowly spreading

I do," I say. "I need you." He looks upset, takes a deep breath as if to begin

Entonces ¿cómo pagan por el placer de tu compañía? —Con secretos —responde en voz baja.

I don't try to move away. Why should I, anyway? His voice drops to a whisper. "I love you.

And to us, we're more married than any piece of paper or big party could make us.

But he was already in love with you,

He'll probably be kissing me anyway. I wonder if it will feel like those last kisses on the beach in the arena,

So cold, so bitterly cold tonight. As if the Gamemakers have sent an infusion of frozen air across the arena, which may be exactly what they've done. I lie next to Peeta in the bag, trying to absorb every bit of his fever heat. It's strange to be so physically close to someone who's so distant. Peeta might as well be back in the Capitol, or in District 12, or on the moon right now, he'd be no harder to reach. I've never felt lonelier since the Games began

as I was suggesting I take over the daily snare run, he took my face in his hands and kissed me.

But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips.

I lean in and kiss Peeta full on the mouth.

start to object but he puts a finger to my lips.

Finnick!" And suddenly, it's as if there's no one in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance, and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging into one being. Indivisible.

I remember everything about you," says Peeta, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "You're the one who wasn't paying attention.

I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me." His pupils contract to pinpoints, dilate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always," he murmurs.

Stay with me." As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back, but I don't quite catch it.

mes genoux, les bras autour de mon cou, la tête contre

I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you," Peeta replies. "Come on, then," I say, pulling him into my room.

A kind Peeta Mellark is far more dangerous to me than an unkind one.

Besides I like watching you sleep. You don't scowl. Improves your looks a lot.

He lowered his head toward her, so she could feel his breath warm against her skin, their mouths only inches apart. "You're panting for it, aren't you, Princess?" he murmured.