Quotes About Passion

They say he's something of a Romeo." "Romeo?" I sputtered a laugh. "Seriously?" "You know what I mean, Maya. He likes girls." "Which, all things considered, is good.

I tugged him into the nook, wrapped my hand around the front of his shirt, pulled him to me, and kissed him. He chuckled, the vibration buzzing through our kiss. I'm bold, but I'd never been this bold. With Rafe, I could be. He liked bold. If his return kiss was any indication, he liked it a whole lot.

I ran my tongue along the top of his underwear, letting it slide underneath. Then i shifted my body forward, lips moving back up his chest, until i was straddling him again.

One minute we were sitting up, making out. The next we were lying on the roof, and I was on top of him, and I didn't know how I got there. I was kissing him and then, all of a sudden, I wasn't. He was holding my face in his hands, poised above his, as he panted softly, his pupils so huge I could drown in them. "Hate to ask," he said, struggling for breath. "How much did you drink?

His lips pressed against mine, then parted. And he kissed me. Really kissed me—arms tightening around me, mouth moving against mine, firm, like he'd made up his mind that this was what he wanted and he wasn't backing down again.

I get through some print.

The national sport in Ireland, apart from talking, is hurling.

I could fall for you in a heartbeat

She was wilful, maddening, quarrelsome and intolerant, but somehow these things were trifling: there was a passion inside her that burned like a candle in a lantern, and it lit up his life.

He was seething inside with a new emotion. Nothing seemed very important anymore except the Princess. He was single-minded about her. He was enchanted. He was possessed. He was in love.

Gwenda sighed. She did not know how to say what she felt. It was not just love. She thought about him all the time, and she did not know how she could live without him. She daydreamed about kidnapping him and locking him up in a hut deep in the forest so that he could never escape from her.

She wanted to say 'I love you like a thunderstorm, like a lion, like a helpless rage'…

If you're going to have a fight, you might as well fight for what you really want.

He had a taste for wild, spreading, disorderly things: high mountains,aged oaks,and Aliena's hair.

Contigo, la necesitaba —dijo Sonja.

He slipped his hand inside her coat and touched her through the soft linen of her dress. Her body was warm. He held her breast in his palm, small and round. He loved the way her flesh yielded to the press of his fingertips. He had never seen her naked, but he knew her breasts intimately. In his dreams they went farther.

Si no se puede evitar la lucha, mejor luchar por lo que realmente se desea.

but a kiss is not a declaration of love, xxx , no matter how much you enjoy it - Joanna Rouzrokh

estaban locos por los aeroplanos, y soñaban con ser pilotos.

Emperor Concerto

Aliena shook her head. 'Not Sally. She's as lusty as anyone. She's just choosy.

no trace left of the overwhelming physical desire she had once felt for Will's strong body.

He stared at her bare body, but she no longer felt embarrassed—his look inflamed her like an intimate caress.

You want a grand passion, a lifelong romance, but those exist only in poems," Genevieve said. "In real life we women settle for what we can get.