Quotes About Attraction

All energy vibrates at a certain frequency. Which means you're vibrating at a certain frequency, and everything you desire, and don't desire, is also vibrating at a certain frequency.

take cover North America, I am attracted to someone.

Women, we care a great deal about being thin and good looking, whereas men mostly care about sex -- ideally with women who are thinner and better looking than they are.

My, my, my," he drawled in that gravelly voice that brought her body to full attention. "This Kat has claws." Heat filled her face again, but it wasn't from embarrassment this time. No, some other emotion made her blush, though she had no name for it, or for the shaking that accompanied it. This man was mocking her, but still all she could do was stare into his gray eyes and be sucked in by his presence.

How could such an innocent-looking pair of lips leave her feeling so... wicked? Worse yet, how could they reside on a face that was far from innocent? With thick dark hair that was just a fraction too long to be decent, piercing gray eyes, and the hard lines of his face, Dominic Mallory was sin embodied.

Uh, you're going to take off your clothes?" she asked. He gave her a grin. "Well, I normally don't sleep in my full regalia." "What do you sleep in?" He couldn't resist. "Nothing.

This is the second time you've escaped me," she said lightly, watching carefully for his reaction. "I could never wish to escape you," he said with a grin, but behind it was something heated and filled with desire. It almost melted her.

Quirky is sexy, like scars or chipped teeth. I also like tattoos — they're rebellious.

Alyssa couldn't tear her gaze from him as the firelight played over the hard edges of him. Once he'd been the poster boy for clean-cut military, now he'd gone all tatted up sexy danger.

This was the Hart Eleanor had known years ago, the one she'd agreed without hesitation to marry. He'd had the body of a god, a smile that melted her heart, a sinful glint in his eyes that had been just for her and her alone.

Andrea was never sure who leaned forward first, but she was melting toward him and, next thing she knew, felt the scalding pressure of Sean's mouth on hers. He kissed her with strength, barely masking his power, and Andrea closed her eyes and drank it in. His hand stole to the back of her neck, arching her up to savor more of her. "Come inside with me," he whispered against her mouth....

Addie couldn't look away. She'd never thought about it before, but watching two very hot men hold each other was . . . hot.

Why? What can I do to help?" The man raised his brows. "Nothing. You've got great legs—I just want to see them next to me.

Ye have to be bold, lad. We're told that ladies want cringing politeness from a gentleman, but what they really want is a bit of forwardness, even carnality. It's exciting for them.

Sera, I presume?" he said and her bones melted at the sound of his deep voice pronouncing her name. She nodded and held out her hand. He raised a dark eyebrow in her direction and didn't take it. She lowered it again, feeling like a fool for thinking he would touch her, a turned human, and for the first time since she could remember, her gaze didn't want anything to do with him.

Zander pulled on his T-shirt, realizing that his chest was dotted with love bites. Rae liked to chew on him. "I

Tempted by Fire by Erin Kellison

Of course that he affected her in such a way that she often wanted to simply shed her clothes and fall down on her back, ticked her off.

His name was as exotic as his looks. The deadly combination of lush chocolate brown hair, those intense pale blue eyes and his lithe figure that just screamed he would look like a god naked, was too much for her.

the Spaniard was looking at her bare legs, he was going to accidently-on-purpose hit him when Snow started misbehaving.

Aw, man, I'm too late again. A beautiful woman comes to Shiftertown, and she's mate-claimed before I even get a chance. She's even wearing shit-kickers.

he ran a finger along the bottom side of her breast as if it helped clarify his thoughts. All it did for her was heat up her insides and make her want him even more.

Antoine was one hundred and ten percent certain that this was a very bad idea. Very very bad. Unfortunately, the raging hard-on in his boxers was telling him that he was in the mood for something very very bad

Because when I look at you, I forget everything. I lose all track of what I'm saying or doing. I can see only your eyes.