Quotes About Intimacy

Need me, Shea." His voice ached with it. "Need me the same way I need you. I would give my life for you. Live for me. Find a way to live for me. Love me that much.

I curl my hand around her throat so her heart beats right into my palm, Fyodor confessed as if he could read Timur's mind. Even that isn't enough. I can hear my own heart beating right over top of hers because I'm terrified living with the idea that I could lose her.

I can see this is going to take some heavy persuasion." His lips moved over her face like a brand, fastened on her mouth, and rocked the very earth. "No one should be able to kiss like you do," Raven whispered. He kissed her again, tantalizingly sweet, his tongue sliding over hers sensuously, pure magic, pure promise. "Say yes, Raven. Feel how much I need you.

I love that when I finally have something, it's you. Your body. Your mind. Your heart. I'm going after that you know. Your heart. I want complete surrender from you. Nothing less will do.

I look at you and know what a miracle you are. The feel of your skin, soft and inviting, the way you move, like water flowing, the brush of your hair like silk, the feel of your body surrounding mine, completing me, giving me the strength I need to continue a task that seems so hopeless, but so necessary. I look at the way you are made, so beautiful, your body so perfect, made for mine.

She looked desperate. He felt that way. He wasn't about to be separated from her. No matter what, I'll be with you, he promised.

You make me feel alive, Grace. Every cell in my body wakes up around you. My heart. Who knew it was even possible?

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her like she was his and had been for years. Like he was a man dying and she was his greatest love. He felt like she was. Shylah Cosmos. His only little peony. His delicate flower. Dependable. Long-lived.

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they could also give you everything.

We'll find a way to have children, Mikhail. You managed to convert me without becoming deranged." There was gentle humor in her voice. Mikhail's head went up, his dark eyes meeting hers. Raven laughed softly. "Did you think I wouldn't know your worst fear? I am adept at reading minds, and you, my love, have opened yourself to me often. I knew your fear and loved you all the more for facing it alone.

I want you to be mine completely. I need you to give yourself to me the way you kiss me. More importantly, I need to be your man. The one who shelters you, protects you, gives you everything.

Someone to care about him. Someone to be his center. Someone to make him feel alive and passionate about living.

She didn't think she had anything to offer him. He got that. She had no money, no family, nothing at all in her eyes. Yet she gave him this magnificent gift - her and her trust, when she had no reason to trust anyone, least of all him.

It was as if the very shadows connected them and she could feel his emotions.

Your shadow touches mine and I know all I need to know about you. I know you have that same knowledge when they touch. -Giovanni to Sasha.

Send for Jacques. But go feed before you see him. You made me weak with your lovemaking, and if you'll forgive a little crude Carpathian humor, I'll expect you to bring me home dinner." Startled, he stared at her. For a long moment there was silence, and then they both burst out laughing.

Trap worked his jaw. Doesn't surprise me. She put me down hard. Wyatt grinned at him. "Sexy as hell, right? Now you get why that woman of mine is so damned special. She makes me hard every time I piss her off

Hot. Tight. Wet. Perfect. He knew what paradise was, right there in his woman's mouth.

I could love you all night, Raven," he murmured enticingly against her throat. His hands moved over her body, leaving fire in their wake. "I want to love you all night." "Isn't that the point? It's dawn." Her hands had a mind of their own, finding every defined muscle with her fingertips, stroking across his hard male form, seeking her own exploration. "Then I will spend the day making love to you.

Desire tightened his thigh muscles, drew up his balls and danced in his belly. He held her head

I am beginning to like the way you talk to me and that is frightening. There was the faintest of smiles in his voice.

I can hear your weariness. Sleep now. You're not to worry about me , she instructed softly. She ached for the touch of his fingers, the sight of him, and that gave him satisfaction. She was already missing him--just as he was missing her.

There is nowhere you go and nothing you do that is not known to me. We are one, piccola.

Mikhail lifted her into his arms, urging her legs around his waist. She closed her eyes, savoring the feel of him entering her, savoring the slow ride, the natural undulation of her body. "I could live here, like this," she whispered. "Funny," he watched the sensations pouring over her face, felt them filling her mind. "I had exactly the same thought.