Quotes About Sensuality

He kisses like . . . like it could be his job." Margot giggles and lifts the spoons off her eyes. "Like a male prostitute?

He kissed like he was drowning and I was air. It was passionate, and desperate, and like nothing I had ever experienced before. This was what people meant when they said the earth stopped turning. It felt like a world outside of that care, that moment, didn't exist. It was just us.

He deserves background music, he looks so good.

So, how does he kiss?" I'm blushing. I tap my fingers on my lips before I say, "He kisses like ... like it could be his job.

The thrill of a boy putting his hands on you for the first time.

Chris gives me a new lipstick: red for when I want to be bad, she says.

He kissed like he was drowning and I was air. It was passionate, and desperate, and like nothing I had ever experienced before. This

When he was nearby, my body hummed. When he was away, there was this dull ache. With him near, I felt everything

She laughs a husky laugh, the sexy kind that only smokers or people with colds get to have.

I never knew kissing could be this good

The one thing I like about 'Playboy' is they don't have the anorexic look. The women are voluptuous. So I didn't really want to diet. I just wanted to tone up.

Hey, it's not like I was saving myself for the day you had a body again, so don't get excited." "Too late." He curved his fingers around my jaw and kissed me, hard enough to turn my limbs to liquid fire.

I suppressed another shiver - I did not want Zachary taking off any more clothes on my account.

Zachary leaned in, and I thought he was going to kiss me. Instead he pressed his cheek to mine and held it there. It felt more intimate than a kiss.

Logan's voice switched from a growl to a scream to a seductive whisper from one song to the next.

With my eyes closed and my memories open, I could almost feel his hands and mouth on my skin.

He knelt and slowly ran his hand down my arm, his lids heavy and his lips parted. "Aura . . . where can I touch you?" "Anywhere." His hand left my arm and drifted to the rise of my hip bone. "And where can I kiss you?" I took a deep breath, long past ready for the future. "Everywhere.

Shane closes his eyes and groans deep in his throat, a noise that embodies sex and death. His back arches, and his fingers rake the carpet as if to pull it up like grass.

If I closed my eyes, I could almost count those soft hairs on the back of her neck. One day I'd even leaned forward, pretending to drop my pencil, and inhaled her until the top of my head started to steam. A scent of butterscotch wafted off of her, and it was all I could do not to plunge my face into her shag.

Her skin felt smooth and firm. Her hair smelled faintly of motor oil. Her mouth tasted like coffee. She was absolutely real, and it was the sexiest combination on the planet.

El licor, la música, la pintura y la poesía de nuestros cuerpos desnudos, tenían la prioridad

toca sus corazones, la piel empieza a transpirar a desear.

El beso estremeció su piel.

Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we'll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay.