Quotes About Sensuality

Before the Brotherhood came, you could see everyone's arms and legs. We never used to notice. But now that woman are covering so much, all I can think about is those round calves and silky arms and the hair, smelling of coconut. I never used to think about a neck before, but ooh, a neck is so sexy now.

She knew even before his lips brushed hers, that he was going to kiss her - and she was going to let him.

His lips brushed over hers. She let out a sigh of relief and joy and pleasure. He pulled her tighter against him, taking her mouth with his own. She melted into him and the kiss, heart pounding, desire sparking along her nerve endings like a string of lit dynamite.

You know what I want?" Drey asked. "Name it." Hawk knew he would move heaven and earth if she asked him. She stood and started taking off her clothes. "I'm not sure where exactly this is headed, but I'm liking it," he said.

These chocolates made you close your eyes and moan and were right up there with sex. Well, not sex with Hud. Nothing could beat that.

She touched the hair curling at the nape of his neck, wanting the kiss to never stop.

So many times you see beautiful lovemaking scenes with a lot of exposure or an awkward lovemaking scene, but I think it's very rare that you see it private.

The kiss always gets a hell of a reaction.

I want a kiss to be so believable it gives the reader shivers.

My dream date would be what Christian Grey does in the Fifty Shades Of Grey' movie.

Certainly that's what I like in a lot of the music that I listen to, kind of a sexual energy. Guitars and rock get it across best for me.

Couldn't dance because it would awaken carnal desire, which in my case was not only awake, it was dressed and down on the corner waiting for the bus.

Tell me, Little Bao, have you ever gotten close to woman?' 'Well. . . ' 'Close enough to smell her?' 'No.' 'Ah! Even when they stink they smell like heaven! Women are something else? They're. . . they're magic!

Work in the kitchen of the inn had provided her with many opportunities to snatch a mouthful of pastry or a choice potato dumpling or a half stein of dark beer, and she had availed herself of most of them—with the result that she possessed a lush and blooming figure of the sort that appeals to men like Lame Hans

I held her feet in my hands.

Her skin was not a surface; it was an indefinite glory of the palest rose and orange that chose to mould itself to those tense limbs.

I want to have my throat slashed while violating the girl to whom I will have been able to say: you are the night.

Dancing: the vertical expression of a horizontal desire legalized by music.

She felt that she enjoyed it [horseback riding] in a pagan, sensuous way, and always looked forward to renouncing it.

Jean-Jacques Rousseau's Julie

Women are amazing lovers.

Spanish women are so sexy. The way they move and talk drives me crazy!

Decadence is wonderful.

Wood is very warm and sensual and meant to be touched.