Quotes About Lust

call attention of course to the breasts. Some of these women have been within inches of getting Ed to put his head down on their chests, right there in Sally's living room. Watching all this out of the corners of her eyes while serving the liqueurs, Sally feels the Aztec rise within her. Trouble with your heart? Get it removed, she thinks. Then you'll have no more problems.

Is it disapproval or extreme lust? Toby wonders. With some men it's hard to tell the difference.

It's all about sex and territory, which are what will finish us off in the long run.

Whatever our shapes and features, we were snares and enticements despite ourselves, we were the innocent and blameless causes that through our very nature could make men drunk with lust, so that they'd stagger and lurch and topple over the verge—The verge of what? we wondered. Was it like a cliff?—and go plunging down in flames, like snowballs made of burning sulphur hurled by the angry hand of God.

we were snares and enticements despite ourselves, we were the innocent and blameless causes that through our very nature could make men drunk with lust

I think if the church put in half the time on covetousness that it does on lust, this would be a better world for all of us.

I saw these men and knew what they wanted, that this was vice, and despicable, and the price of it was Hell.

I wrestled as well with my passion for life, my lust for pleasure, for music, and beauty, and comfort and sensuality, and the inexplicable joys of art—and the baffling majesty of loving another so much that all the world, it seemed, depended on that love.

Yet their whispers slithered around me. And those scents, ah, not a one was like another. And as clearly as if spoken aloud it came, the summons from mortals here and there, sensing what I was, and the lust.

You have made yourselves an interesting adversary to one who loves challenges, and it will require all of my considerable influence to protect you individually and collectively from the avid lust you have so foolishly aroused.

She teaches doctrines with every step that would make the pagan gods of lust canonize her with glee.

He wanted her hands on him, he wanted her mouth on him, he wanted to take her from behind, leaning over the bunk, he wanted her to go down on him, he wanted everything he could possibly think of and more. He wanted it hard and nasty, gentle and sweet. But most of all he wanted it now.

She felt hot, strong, alive against him, and he found he had this crazy urge to move his mouth down to the side of her neck, to press it against her, to taste her skin. He wanted to feel her breasts, wanted to pull her T-shirt up and feel her hot skin against his. Damn, he wanted her.

He slid his hands under her butt and she could feel him pressing against her, hot and hard and sleek. And then he thrust inside, deep, fast, burying himself inside her, breaking past whatever trace of innocence she still had remaining.

I want to wake up with you in the morning, I want to fight with you in the afternoon, and I want to make love on any and every available surface in this place. And then I want to do it all over again. Come upstairs with me, Sophie. I'll keep you warm. I'll keep the darkness away.

One shouldn't lust after an innocent.

Now it is quite true to say that curiosity, exactly like its analogue, lust, never ends and is never satisfied; but man was made for something more than this. He was made to rise, above curiosity and lust, to love, and through love to the attainment of truth.

She looked down at him with eyes all but clouded over from pleasure. "You look like sin incarnate," she said. "There's a reason people keep sinning. Even when they know it's wrong, it feels so very right.

if a man is a fool to wed for love, he must be utterly daft to wed for lust. No one with sense would expect a candle to burn forever, so why should a flame kindled in bed?

With a smile, Jack sheathed himself with a condom from the nightstand, then rolled on top of her, a steamy kiss on his lips as he covered her mouth. A new swell of desire rolled in her belly as Jack probed at her entrance.

Im not looking for marriage here, Zach. I just want to fuck her until one of us dies.

Have you ever wanted something that you knew was bad for you? Something that you ached for so much you could think of nothing else? [Wren]

You don't know about Travis Fimmel? Oh, sister, you are deprived. He the finest man alive. (Simi) You lust for men? (Xirena) Well, I certainly don't lust for women. (Simi) No, I mean you lust for humans? (Xirena) Well, don't you? (Simi) Ew! What have you don't to her? You have corrupted a good demon! (Xirena)

You taste so good. I could kiss you forever. (Adron) You're not so bad yourself in a lethal, I'll-kill-you-if-you-look-at-me-wrong kind of way. (Livia)