Quotes About Sensuality

His hand skimmed softly over her stomach, then he said, "I think I'm a little overdressed, don't you?" Kate's eyes widened as he left the bed and stripped off the rest of his clothing. His body was perfection, his chest finely muscled, his arms and legs powerful, and his— "Oh, my God," she gasped. He grinned. "I'll take that as a compliment." -Anthony & Kate

this was poetry, this was music. This was love.

It was the sort of kiss that seduced with subtlety, sent tingles through her body and left her desperate for more.

Her unintended striptease was all the more sensual because Belle was lowering her stocking with agonizing slowness not because she had an audience but because she seemed to love the feel of the silk sliding along her soft skin.

When he saw her across a crowded room, his skin grew hot, and when he saw her in his dreams, he went up in flames.

He caught one of her hands and turned his face into it, kissing her palm

It wasn't when his hands had gone 'round her upper arms to steady her.

Anthony stared at her for a long moment, his eyes locking with hers until he felt they must be one person. Then, with a shaking hand, he cupped the back of her head and leaned down to kiss her. His lips worshiped hers, offering her every ounce of love and devotion and reverence and prayer that he felt in his soul.

I can be sweet-looking innocent girl, but I may have a sensual side to me, which I would love to explore.

Forever, Talana. You're mine and I'm yours. And I'm going to want to make love to you like this every day and every night for the rest of our lives. I'll want to bite you too. To fill you with my essence. Do you mind? Oh Sylvan…Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed the side of her throat harder against his mouth. Does that answer your question? Indeed, it does.

Relax, Lilenta. Let's just breathe each other in.

She lost her train of thought abruptly as Baird leaned down and gave her a long, slow lick at the exact spot where her right thigh met her body. Liv moaned as he did the same thing on the other side and then pressed his cheek against the top of her mound and rubbed like a cat. Marking me. He's marking me with his scent, like he said he would.

Liv wanted to protest further but she was rapidly losing all power of speech, mainly because Baird was licking and sucking her neck again, his hot tongue tracing a ticklish trail down over her collarbones and sternum. He stopped long enough to rub his rough cheeks over her sensitive nipples, making her jump and gasp, and then trailed lower to nibble and kiss her trembling abdomen. Finally

The feel of your skin, the flutter of your pulse when I touch you, the scent of your arousal are all incredibly beautiful and erotic. See yourself for what you are and revel in your beauty.

He only knew that she had him so aroused he felt like he could fuck a hole through a concrete wall.

Instead of letting me go, he slid his hand down my arm in a gesture that sent sparks of desire through my entire body. "This okay?" he murmured, taking my hand in his. "Sure." I struggled to control my breathing, hoping my voice didn't sound too ragged. "It… it's nice." "Good." He gave me an intense look, his eyes flashing gold. "Come on, let's go dance.

We were hot, the sea was one long wave to be ridden in, our skins were dark, and time even stopped now and then and let things shimmer since time, too, is affected by beauty and will stop sometimes for a moment.

My mother once said that sex was only good if it was dirty and verboten and I've never found anything to disprove this.

Women want to be loved like roses. They spend hours perfecting their eyebrows and toes and inventing irresistible curls that fall by accident down the back of their necks from otherwise austere hair-dos. They want their lover to remember the way they held a glass. They want to haunt.

The clitoris is pure in purpose. It is the only organ in the body designed purely for pleasure. The clitoris is simply a bundle of nerves: 8,000 nerve fibers, to be precise. That's a higher concentration of nerve fibers than is found anywhere else in the male or female body, including the fingertips, lips, and tongue, and it is twice, twice, twice the number in the penis. Who needs a hand gun when you've got a semi-automatic?

Stop shoving things up me. Stop shoving and stop cleaning it up. My vagina doesn't need to be cleaned up. It smells good already. Not like rose petals. Don't try to decorate.

If your vagina got dressed, what would it wear?

Tu piel junto a mi piel, eso es lenguaje.

Silly thing, kissing. Licking better.