Quotes About Passion

You think I'd waste this much time on disposable pussy?" "I want you to write our wedding vows, Ajax. Really. This is like poetry.

He hadn't been her first lover or the first boy to give her an orgasm. He hadn't even been the first she'd loved. He'd been the first to turn her inside out with something as simple as a smile. The first to make her doubt herself. He'd taken her deeper than anyone ever had, and yet she hadn't drowned.

This is the truth. I have been in love. I have been in lust. I've made good choices and bad ones, I have been smart and I've been stupid. But I have never in my life felt the way I do now, here, with Will.

We look at each other without saying anything, both of us smiling like idiots. I heart is so full I can't believe it can possibly still beat without bursting right in front of me. My desire for him is so fierce I'm afraid to stand, because I know my knees will be too weak to hold me up, but there's more than that. This great and bursting thing inside me is love.

I didn't fall in love with James. Falling sounds like an accident. Falling hurts. I'd fallen in love with Michael, fallen hard like slipping off a cliff and hitting the rocks below. Falling in love was something I'd vowed never to do again. I chose to love James.

Sex makes bumble-tongued fools even out of the most eloquent, but the beauty of it is that it also tunes our ears to hear the meaning of words that, spoken under other circumstances, would make us laugh or cry or frown.

I feel the weight of his gaze all over me, covering me like a blanket.

tenía los Seis Síntomas Mortales de un Hombre Enamorado: 1. Incapacidad para pensar derecho. 2. Una alarmante propensión a sonreír en los momentos más extraños. 3. Pensamiento constante en el objeto de su deseo. 4. Absolutamente ningún interés en otros miembros del sexo opuesto. 5. Una sorprendente buena voluntad hacia el mundo en general. 6. Excitación sexual perpetúa.

I just said it was romantic. Some people like that." Nick sat, too. "Like you?" She lifted her chin. "Maybe I do." Nick's laugh for once didn't urge her to join him. "Well then, you're fucking the wrong guy.

I love you,' I told him. It was not the first time, but I didn't want it to be the last. Austin gathered me close and breathed into my hair, his big hands hot and restless on my back. 'I love you, too.

Do you think he would?" "I think he'd give his left nut to get in your pants." "Very nice," I told him. "So elegantly put." Dan laughed and leaned forward to nuzzle my neck again. "Yes, Elle, I think Jack would love to fuck you.

And what was dancing but fucking with your clothes on?

Be careful," he said. Bess looked at him. "I think it's too late for that." He smiled. Then he kissed her, right there on the porch where the whole world could see. Right on the mouth. Right where she wanted.

Basically, I wanted to get in, get on, get off, get up, get dressed and get out.

I would rather have you haunt me, driving me mad, than have you leave me.

I will never stop loving you," he told her. "If we live a thousand lifetimes, I will never stop.

Desire didn't always mean a choice was easier to make. Sometimes it was harder, because it meant so much more.

This book is for the wild ones who open their eyes wide into darkness, the ones who love when they should not; this is for the ones who count and take comfort in the stars.

none of them have any idea what it's like to love someone so much you'd die for them. Literally die.

Everything was heat and sweat, bump 'n' grind. Stroke and sigh.

Heath said, cold as ice, cold as a void, so cold it burned her worse than any fire. "Don't you know? Not wanting to and not being able to are not the same things.

Haunt me," he whispered. "Make me crazy for the rest of my life. But please, Effie. Don't leave me. Just let me love you.

And every time we're together, I tell myself not to hope that this time you'll just fucking see that there is nobody else for you. That you'll give me a chance to prove we're good together,

I didn't want to love him, but I didn't want him not to love me.