Quotes About Passion

I told you I do not do anything because I have to. And I don't. But to be inside you right now, baby, I have to. I need to. And, yes - right here in the kitchen.

His eyes hold mine and the depth of power and heat I find there are as limitless as what he makes me feel.

My head drops back and I have a fleeting out-of-body moment where I see myself in the window, my hands tied above my head with my legs wrapped around the neck of Chris Merit, while he does delicious things to my body.

She's right, and yet my blood pumps faster, just thinking about having her naked and willingly at my mercy. I can't help but think she's exactly what I need: a challenge. And how sweet her submission would be, because I'd really earned it.

Too much caffeine. Not enough you.

But just know that I have every intention of making you forget everything but what it feels like to have my tongue and my cock buried inside you." 

I'm insane for you, Amy. 'Like' lasted all of ten minutes.

You can let go of me, Kayden." "That's not going to happen," he promises, his voice low, as seductive as everything else about this man is, and when I look at him, that wolf is back in his eyes as he adds, "In case I didn't make that point already." ~Surrender

We have too many of the wrong things in common to be more than sex, and the realization is freedom to me.

I think it's the whole 'bad boy who's so good but destined to break your heart' fantasy. Which doesn't sound like much of a fantasy when you put the broken heart part in the picture, but it is. It so is.

Isn't that what we all want? To be with someone who consumes us? Who makes us want to give them all that we are, even though it's terrifying?

The soft rasp of her erratic breathing is erotic, enticing, and I can almost taste her desire.

I moan with his words, with the boldness of this man, with the ease at which he can spin my world around and drive me wild. I am close to the sweet spot, moving against his hand, arching into his touch

It's controlling us now. It's claiming us. We are no longer ourselves, no longer the damaged, thinking creatures who can hold back and control what we say and do. We are simply two people who have lost the world around us and found this powerful, passionate moment.

Maybe he's right. Maybe I am playing with fire, but I cannot stop myself. Beyond reason, I will push him until he reveals everything.

He wants you. I want you. I can't walk away from you, Amy, and I have this sense that you could bolt at any minute. And yes, you're right. I'm being barbaric. And intense. That's who I am and I can't be anyone but me. When I want something, I go after it. And baby, I want you, and all I can say is you might be smart to run before I get any more into you, but please don't.

I will tease you, bite you, and spank you.

But I have every intention of making you forget everything but what it feels like to have my tongue and my cock buried inside you.

Until then," he says, all velvet and seduction, "I'll be fantasizing about the moment when the only thing wrapped around me is you.

It's all or nothing with Chris.

know I'll never fully control her, and the very thing that would have made her wrong for me in the past is the very thing that makes her what I want and need now. She is freedom. She is passion. She is the safe place where I can be the man I've tried to deny beneath the Master persona, and failed.

You're a beautiful woman who deserves to be properly fucked, and I conclude from your actions and your answers to my questions that you haven't been. I want to be the man to remedy that. I want it very much.

And some violinist—" "David Garrett." "David Garrett," I repeat, "who you swear will seduce me into loving his music.

her, she's become such a part of my life that no matter how I fight it, or her, she's in my blood—a part of why I exist. Yet so is Rebecca. I don't understand it, and I do not like things that I don't understand.