Quotes About Attraction

How he wanted to touch her hand again! And once again, it seemed that her eyes lingered the longest upon his face, this pumpkin who was the pinnacle of female virtue. Cormack's cock, unbidden, elongated and stiffened. He was glad that his buckskin shirt covered his erection, although suddenly he was acutely aware that his belt was probably too tight.

how the representation of a thing could seem more alluring than the thing itself.

She bit her lips, concentrating, wishing he'd go and sit on one of the chairs before the fireplace. Or stand at the window and watch the full moon. Anything but sit there so close she could smell the sandalwood soap he used. Night had brought a shadow of a beard to his face. He no longer looked every inch the earl, but more a coach robber, someone who would march her out to the glen and kiss her until she fell to her knees. He would show no mercy to her. Instead, he would make her beg.

An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but if the doctor is cute, forget the fruit

Like energies" are attracted to each other.

There's something I gotta tell you," he said in a confidential tone as he leaned toward her. His face was close to hers, too close. He was making her uncomfortable again, as he no doubt intended. That notion stiffened her spine. "What?" she all but snapped. "I had a major case of the hots for you when I was in high school. I still do.

The thing about letting yourself fall in love with a jackass was—you might be in love, but he was still a jackass.

You attract serial killers like a dog does fleas.

Funny, she had always thought that thin, bespectacled, intellectual types like Brian attracted her. Lora had to smile at her own naivete. Who would have guessed that she, Lora Harding, would buckle at the knees over a hunk of male beef?

I wanted to go to him then? Not all of me but the same part he'd just hurt. I don't understand this pull, still. I think it must be a really dangerous physics, the gravity of wound to fist. You can see it happen to the other animals. When a hunter or trapper begins kicking at an alligator, its body curls to accommodate the withdrawing foot.

I've always thought my attraction to water was because it offers an unending source of renewal. It's there with each wave—with each tide. Always wiping the shore clean of all imperfections in time for the next tide.

You're a sex symbol," she began. "Thanks for noticing.

Clarity attracts and confusion repels.

So it's just a one-night stand." His head came up. Eyes as blue as the sky bored into her. "In case you haven't noticed, the sun is still up.

Wait and see," Claire said excitedly. "Your husband will not be able to resist you." Grace hoped Claire was right.Since the night he had kissed her in the drawing room after their disastrous dinner party,he had done a magnificent job of exactly that.

Outer beauty attracts, but inner beauty captivates.

What are you going to do?" Her voice was breathy. "I'm going to do you." He nuzzled her neck.

I'm naked underneath." "Commando here, too." One corner of her mouth tipped up. "Something else we have in common." He moved toward her, stepped around the chair. Closing in, he he finger-traced her cleavage. She didn't flinch or cringe, which encouraged him to say, "I'll take off my shirt, so you don't feel alone when I peel down your top." "Once our tops are off?" "We work our way down." "Down...

She felt like a chess player who, by the clever handling of his pieces, sees the game taking the course intended. Her eyes were bright and tender with a smile as they glanced up into his and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited.

Then he strode across the room and kissed her. It was a crazy, impulsive act, but the minute his lips touched hers he knew it was the right thing to do. She tasted like sex and sin and forbidden fruit, and he couldn't get enough.

At any other time, I actually wouldn't have minded going on a date with him. After all, he was hot, he was French, and he was a complete emotional train wreck - in other words, my type.

In his homilies, this old Jesuit always talked about desire, and how we were connected by our desires. He said the most basic human desire was the desire to be desired by one you desire.

Dressing up is a bore. At a certain age, you decorate yourself to attract the opposite sex, and at a certain age, I did that. But I'm past that age.

Lauren Bacall] and Bogie seemed to have the most enormous opinion of each other's charms, and when they fought it was with the utter confidence of two cats locked deliciously in the same cage.