Quotes About Ecstasy

His mouth is on me, his hands, I can't wait and he's moving, already, love, it's been so long, I'm alive in my skin, again, arms around him, falling and water softly everywhere, never-ending.

On the fourth night, just as I was facing the dismal prospect of finishing my only book and thereafter having nothing to do in the evenings but lie in the half light and listen to Katz snore, I was delighted, thrilled, sublimely gratified to find that some earlier user had left a Graham Greene paperback. If there's one thing the AT teaches, it is low level ecstasy, something we can all do with more of in our lives

Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!

That was the thing about Phoebe: She seemed to need more love, and so somehow you generated more love. And all that extra love moving through you, it was like a drug, it was pure ecstasy, filling you up and then flowing into her, and then coming back to you again, creating this vortex of incredible bliss.

There was a deliberate voluptuousness that was both thrilling and repulsive. And as she arched her neck she actually licked her lips like an animal till I could see in the moonlight the moisture Then lapped the white, sharp teeth. Lower and lower went her head. I closed my eyes in a languorous ecstasy and waited.

sweetmeat. One moment he enjoys a spiritual mood, and the next moment he is beside himself with the pleasure of 'woman and gold'.

Angel, getting you off is ninety-nine percent of the fun for me.

I've died and gone to heaven

Heaven with my angel. It doesn't get any better than this.

You like sex, angel," he purred. "Nothing wrong with that. You're greedy and insatiable, and I love it. I love knowing that once I get inside you, you're going to suck me dry. Then you'll want to do it again.

This is heaven," he gasped. "I want to live inside you, feel you suck me deeper and deeper until we are one.

I've captured an angel. And I put my greedy hands all over you. I defile you. And you love it.

You want a sheet-clawing, back-arching, mind-blowing fuck, and I want to pound my cock into you until I've come my last drop.

I smiled, feeling dazed and high.

Woman is but an engine of ecstacy, a mimic of the earth from the ends of her curled hair to her red-lacquered nails

The idea of my heart dancing with delight was far too good to pass up.

Men could not have too much. Ecstasy and vulnerability belonged in the same dish. The fear the cup would be snatched away was what gave the wine its savor and as Zhirem's cup was sure, so was his joylessness… to die is a fear, but to live is a fear, also.

Soon, her fingers dug into the flesh at the small of his back and she bucked wildly beneath him and cried out into the night, arching her back, throbbing and flexing around his burning, blissful erection. He plunged down hard, crushing her soft form beneath him as she continued to climax;

después la llamarada de la trompeta, el falo amarillo rompiendo el aire y gozando con avances y retrocesos y hacia el final tres notas ascendentes, hipnóticamente de oro puro, una perfecta pausa donde todo el swing del mundo palpitaba en un instante intolerable, y entonces la eyaculación de un sobreagudo resbalando y cayendo como un cohete en la noche sexual

We may have fun, but we are in joy. In true joy, the ecstatic nature of human existence comes to expression. We are created for joy. We are born for joy.

The giving and receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.

Everything was chocolate ice cream and kisses and wind.

For the first time, vague doubts assaulted me, the shattering suspicion that for all pleasure and joy in life we had to pay ... I repel fear. If I had to pay I would pay, after all, the memory of ecstasy while pungisse its pain could never be erased.

In Shubert Alley that night, I had unwittingly reached the threshold of an entire landscape of alleys that would lead to a world of theaters, each a house packed with strangers both generous and mean, shabby and grand. It was to be a life full of the transitory moments, double-edged with ecstasy and loss, that I had already come to think of as the theater.