Quotes About Attraction

Some men got excited by white lace and a translucent negligee. My love muffin got excited by a woman dressed to murder. There was probably something deeply twisted about that. Lucky for me, negligees were never my thing. He

Having a fling with you doesn't appeal to me. You're handsome, but you're too inexperienced and too arrogant to be good in bed. Having ridden many horses doesn't make you a good rider; it just proves that you can't recognize a good one or don't know how to keep her. You're too young for me, and in ten years, when you improve, I will be too old for you. So let's not speak of this again.

Can you turn so you're not pressed against me?" "I could," he said, his voice amused. "But then you would have to lie on top of me." My brain said, "NO." My body went, "Wheee!" I

her scent made him want to whine like a puppy because he had to stay away.

I licked his lips. He tasted so good. A hoarse male noise escaped his mouth. Yes, growl for me.

It was one thing to be attracted to bad boys, something I usually didn't suffer from. It was another to be attracted to bad men. Mad Rogan was a really bad, bad man.

Kissing me won't make me more agreeable," she whispered. "I'm not trying to make you more agreeable." His voice was rough and low. "I just can't help myself.

He looked her over very slowly. "If I chose to molest you, it wouldn't be an attempt. And you would be most enthusiastic about it.

If I didn't know him and I was driving by, I would've stopped to get a second look, trying to figure out who that scary hot bastard was.

Sorry to burst your bubble, but that changes nothing. Anytime you say anything, I think about sex. Anytime I see you, I think about sex.

He pulled me like a magnet. Every female instinct I had went into overdrive.

I could've picked somebody rational. But no, I had to fall in love with this arrogant idiot.

He drew me like a damn magnet. I wanted him more than I'd ever wanted anybody before in my life. For those few moments, he'd made me feel safe, wanted, needed, desirable, but it was an illusion. I had to get a grip.

And she wanted to see him bend, to find out what it would be like to see the vulnerability of intimacy in those hard eyes. She was completely powerless and she needed to feel powerful, as a woman does who is wanted so badly by a man, he would do anything for her.

I could've fallen for someone steady. Dependable. Well-grounded. But nooo, I had to lose my head over this idiot. Curran

What are your intentions toward me?" He leaned forward. Some of the hardness drained from his eyes. They turned deep and very green. "I intend to have you." "In what sense of the word?" A narrow smile tugged on the corners of his mouth. He looked utterly focused, like a cat about to pounce. "In every sense." Rose choked on her coffee.

He was terrifying, and I wanted to run my hands down that chest and feel the hard ridges of his abs. I was some special kind of idiot.

He was charming and funny and a bit scary, which was always a draw in my book.

Every woman should be told she's attractive. Men are seduced by their eyes, women by their ears. I would tell you every night and every morning." He

When she looked at him with those dark eyes, Nassar felt the urge to say something intelligent and deeply impressive. Unfortunately, nothing of the kind came to mind.

Sex is about physical attraction, yes, but it's also about trust. I don't trust you. You're completely self-absorbed and egoistic. You offer nothing I want.

your eyes quench my thirst.

Charmaine was Miss Vamp, provocative and come-hithery in floor-length white silk cut clear to her navel; Dave and Shep were provoked and went thither.

Girls don't want men to be quiet and gentle, I'm told. If you're not panting with impatient lust they think you're not interested.