Quotes About Fulfillment

Without his mate to share his life, he was but a screen for events and circumstances to pass through. He was npt even empty, for he was no vessel to hold even the thinnest of air. He lived, though was not truly alive

Life is about doing what is necessary, and you did.

Next time say my name. You'll come more

Humans: Nature's remedy for an otherwise good time.

You said you wanted to remember something.' His palms slid up to the top of her thighs and squeezed. 'So lie back and let me do my thing.' -Issac Rothe, Crave

If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese. (Dark Lover)

The effect she had on him was druglike, a tantalizing combination of sexual need and profound ease. Like he was having an orgasm and falling into a peaceful sleep at the same time. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before.

Michael Rafferty was a good man. A solid man. He was never going to be Hugh Jackman handsome or Bill Gates rich or King of England powerful. But he was hers and he was Sean's and that was more than enough

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.

She wanted to walk into a crowded restaurant where a man would look up and take her into his arms with his eyes. She wanted to know what it was like to feel that she was beautiful to someone and had been eagerly waited for

But if you had to have something to live for, it might as well be love, right?

You don't have to be searching to find what you need.

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

Finally, after so much heartache, she was going to get what she had always wanted, what she deserved. A male who loved all of her unconditionally. And they were going to live happily ever after. Or she was going to beat his ass.

With a rough shove, he pushed his palm down the front of his combats and the instant contact was made, an orgasm exploded out of him, memories of Novo from class, sparring, out in the field, flashing through his mind, keeping things going. He even went back to when he'd been inside her, her bare sex accepting his penetrations like she had been made for him and him alone.

I had her all over my face. It was fantastic.

Caregivers had to take care of themselves, and part of that meant having a life beyond whatever illness had put them in their role.

Cuando eres esencialmente infeliz, estar con la persona que amas no es suficiente.

How about…here?" she whispered as she stroked down to the very top of her cleft. A pumping growl left him, and Xcor said in a low burst, "Yes. Right there.

Yeah, life was good. Especially when you powered-down your ego . . . and had the right woman in your bed for the right reasons.

Es mucho mejor no tener ningún interés que sentirse insatisfecha. La insatisfacción crea un vacío que pesa demasiado.

Man, it had been worth it, though. That was great. That shit was…great. Except

You looking for some play, daddy? He shifted in the seat and told himself to quit being picky and get it over with. It was just sex, for God's sake. Maybe. What's a ticket on the fifty-yard line going to cost? She lifted up her hand and touched her lips with two fingers. For a full game. Two hundred bucks to get rid of his virginity. Which boiled down to less than a dollar a year. What a steal. Phury was half-dead as he got to his feet. Sounds good.

But what was between them went further than a mating ceremony or a back carving or a witnessed exchange of commitment. He couldn't put his finger on the why of it . . . but she was his missing puzzle piece, the twelfth in his dozen, the first and the last pages of his book. And at some level that was all he needed.