Quotes About Attraction

He pulled back only for a moment, his handsome face fierce with desire and not a little anger. "Fuck," he uttered harshly. "Why did it have to be you?

God help her, she'd belonged to him from the instant he spotted her.

I saw her, and I knew I had to have her. On my canvas. In my bed. At my total mercy.

I have a thing for you, Ms. Laurent. In case you haven't noticed.

What does she look like?" Sin asked. "Like she'd look good on a mattress." Sin jammed her fists on her hips. "That tells me nothing, and aren't you mated?" "I'm also a sex demon. I didn't go blind when I took a mate.

The pretty nurse had just injected her with something that totally rocked, and if she wanted to think about boinking a bronzed, tattooed, impossibly handsome doctor who was so far out of her league she need a telescope to see him, then screw it. Screw him. Over and over.

Because make no mistake, Serena. I do bite. ~Wraith

Sorry, I happen to be into women, so Thanatos doesn't do it for me. But it's probably fair to say that if I were gay, I'd do him.

His voice was low and rough … "What about you? Do you like bad boys?" "There's definitely appeal," she breathed. "Good," He bent and clipped her earlobe with his teeth … "Because they don't come badder than me.

They wanted it because they've got some sort of darkness in them. And maybe because they like pain. Because pain turns them on. Well, maybe it turns me on, too," she said quietly. "In fact, I know it does, because loving you hurts. And yet, I still come back for more.

I hate you." "I know," he whispered. "Kiss me." He didn't hesitate.

Was he actually looking forward to seeing Cara again? The goofy way his lips were curved into a smile said yes, and horror of horrors, he realized he was experiencing some sort of crush. He needed to kill something.

I love you" he whispered against her lips. "I want you. I didn't see you coming. You blindsided me, and I wouldn't change a thing.

In three strides Reaver was on her, his mouth crushing hers. "No more bullshit," he said against her lips. "I want you. I think I've always wanted you.

He sobered as he gazed at her, then took a deep breath and pulled away. "I'm not normally affected like this. It's you. You're putting off some hellacious fuck-me vibes." "Not enough, apparently," she muttered.

Yenrieth wanted to lick her dry. Then lick her wet.

Remember that when he's slaughtering you. It's important that the guy strangling the life out of you is drop-dead gorgeous.

Better would be good. Because if she felt a little less like she'd been run over by a truck, she could jump on Dr. Hottie.

It's okay. There's no shame in wanting me. I am hot, after all.

I want you, Cat. I want you more than I've wanted anything since I fell.

Aylin had gotten under his skin, and for all his experience fighting enemies, he had no defense against a female whose strength humbled him, whose voice soothed him, and whose touch drove him wild.

You," he purred, "are a HILF." "A what?" "A Horseman I'd like to fuck.

He'd taken a lot of females in his life, females who played at sex like a contact sport, but Tayla . . . she rocked his underworld.

He moved toward Jedda, his pulse inexplicably growing faster as he neared her. He'd been in the presence of blindingly gorgeous females with unimaginable power in his centuries of life, and none of them had affected him like this. No, this was different, a mix of attraction and anticipation he would almost compare to battle lust.