Quotes About Intimacy

I am safe, he thought to himself. With her, and her alone, I am safe… —

Cuz it sure as hell appeared that his library card was getting stamped tonight.

On the backs of her lids,all she saw were the bare-naked breasts laid out before him,his dark head descending,his tongue flicking free of his mouth...and then his eyes lifting and meeting hers.

Stepping onto the bath mat, that was also done in that god-awful deep pinky red, he toweled himself off. Still erect. Glancing at his fighting clothes, he found himself loath to put them upon his skin. Rough. Scratchy. Dirty. Mayhap the feminine environment was contaminating him. Xcor ended up in the big bed, naked, upon his back. Still erect.

Oh…Sweet Virgin. This felt so right.

Proprio non capisci, Ehlena? Con delicatezza le accarezzò il polpaccio e le sollevò il piede, posandolo sulla propria coscia. Poi, slacciando le stringhe della misera ballerina di tela Keds, mormorò: Qualunque cosa indossi... per me sarai sempre una regina.

God, now she knew what decent men felt like, the disquiet before taking someone for their first time.

Qhuinn climaxed on his next swallow, the orgasm shooting out of him before he could think of any kind of boring and unattractive distraction, the pleasure cresting with such power, he sagged in his own skin. Blay's chuckle was erotic as hell. Whatever, payback was going to be a bitch, Qhuinn vowed to himself.

It makes me crazy, your voice. Every day, after we'd hang up the phone, I would sleep with the fucking thing on my chest. Like maybe part of your voice, part of you was still in it.

You hurt,too? When the female nodded, Marissa was stunned. Then a little relieved. It wasn't all painful. I mean, what led up to it was ... is amazing. Butch makes me... he's just so... the way he touches me, I get... Oh, God, I can't believe I'm talking like this. And I can't explain what it's like with him. Beth chuckled. That's all right. I know what you mean. Really? Oh, yeah. The queen's dark blue eyes glowed. I know exactly what you mean.

Taking her slick palm, he flattened it once more. And then with his free hand, he signed against her skin in slow, precise positions: L.O.V.E.U.4.E.V.E.R

She was not his sun or moon, but his galaxy.

Blay thought of the text that he didn't intend to ignore. "You suck." "Yes, I do, don't I." Qhuinn licked his lips. "And you like me to.

When it comes to… things … about you and sex, I've always worried that I might not be quite enough for you. - Jane Fuck … no … you're everything to me. - Vishous

As Jane stared at Vishous and felt his body against hers, she knew she was never letting him go. Ever. And she also knew that if they could make it through the past week, they had the staying power that good marriages—or matings—required.

I love you so much…" she declared, "that it doesn't hurt.

Butch rustled the sports section around, leaned over to kiss Marissa on the shoulder, then went back to the CCJ. In response she glanced up from her paperwork for Safe Place, rubbed his arm, and went back to what she was doing. She had a fresh bite mark on her neck and the glow of a very satisfied female in her face.

I will love you with everything I am and all that I have…

What is this, Ruhn thought…especially as sexual arousal curled around his hips, sure as if hands were touching him— Saxton looked over without warning and stopped as he saw that he was in the regard of another.

Knock her dead, my man." "Oh, no." Xcor shook his head. "That shan't be necessary. This one I like.

When you were having the sex of your life, the aftermath was not what you concerned yourself with.

She ran over the frost-laden grass in her bare feet and threw herself at him, grabbing on to his neck with both arms. She held him so tightly his spine cracked. She was sobbing. Bawling. Crying so hard her whole body was shaking. He didn't ask any questions, just wrapped himself around her. "I'm not okay," she said hoarsely between breaths. "Rhage…I'm not okay." He closed his eyes and held on tight.

Indeed, this was the problem with lying to intimates, he thought. The untruths always came home to roost and never in a way that justified the falsity, however small or large it had been. Because, in fact, there was never a justification to lie to someone who loved you.

I'm coming back at the end of the night. Be naked." "Wouldn't you rather undress me?" "No, because I'd shred that shirt, and I want you sleeping in it every night until you're in my bed with me. Be. Naked." "We'll see." His whole body throbbed at the disobedience. And she knew it, her stare level and erotic. "God, I love you," he said.