Quotes About Intimacy

I want you inside me." "You only want one aspect inside you," he murmured.

You want the kick without the intimacy?... You don't need a partner for that. And you have one tonight. I intend to give as much pleasure as I get.

Martha, I wonder if you can ever truly know someone you love until you have been married near forever." It was Martha's turn for an encouraging nod. "Loving someone and coming to know them better," Jack went on, "I think that will be an adventure all its own.

I see you. I know you. I love you.

Everything and all things. That was Eve for him. Nothing he'd ever dreamed of, even in secret in the dirty alleys of Dublin, approached the reality of her. Nothing he possessed could ever be as precious. The taste of her in the cool night, in the pale light, stirred a craving he understood would never be fully sated.

Don't make me feel like you don't need me. ~ Mavis

That was the woman he loved, no matter how much she could--and did--infuriate him.

He stroked the cat's neck and sent him into ecstasy.

Does that mean you're going to stop worrying about me worrying?" "It's moving that way. We probably just need to have a good fight over something, finish it off. A good fight can work like a good orgasm, and clear things out.

There's no rule to that, Eve. It's just love.

Friendship cannot live with ceremony, nor without civility. —LORD HALIFAX

She'd never looked, particularly, for anyone to share the end of the day with, but doing just that with Roarke—whether it was work or like this, a short interlude without it—had become a habit. And it was better.

Erotica so he'd last longer.

Maybe that was one of the purposes of sex. To isolate you, for a little while, from everything but yourself and your lover. To allow you to focus in on your body, its needs, the gratification that was physical and—if you were lucky in that lover—emotional as well. Without those pockets of solitude and sensation, you might just go mad.

Marriage isn't for the weak or the lazy. It's work, and it should be. What would be the point otherwise?

Another time, another place, I'd back you to that wall right there, or any place you wanted to go, and do everything in my power to wipe him from your mind.

Roger] "Do you know how amazingly beautiful you are to me?" "As beautiful as you are to me." She slid her gaze down then back up with one of those secret smiles that played havoc with a man's mind. He shook his head. "Nah, I couldn't be, because you'd be insane with your need to just watch me. You'd ache every moment to just touch me. Your nights would be consumed with dreams of me and you'd live every moment just to love me.

he knows too much about himself to subject her to a morning after, when he will be cold, surly, impatient to be alone.

And anyway, I suspect he secretly liked it when a woman was cold and distant

That is what whores are for, after all; to put up with the ecstasies of the unlovely

The mistake the two of us made,' I said, 'was that we skimped the foreplay. I'm not blaming you, it was as much my fault as yours, but it was a fault nonetheless.

Affection may not be love, but it is at least its cousin.

Is this love - this easy generosity, this sense of being understood at last, of not having to pretend?

Two names on the page, his and hers, side by side. Two in a bed, lovers no longer but foes.