Quotes About Vulnerability

You don't trust me yet, and you shouldn't as we've only just met. But you will come to trust me, and when that happens, you'll give yourself into my care and keeping. When you do that, I will give you what you most want. What you need. And I'm going to love every damn minute.

Don't hide from me, honey. You're so beautiful. You take my breath away. Never hide from me. You're too beautiful for that.

I don't particularly want to get my heart broken.

I can't apologize for reacting the way I did, but I can guarantee you it will happen again. You seem to have the knack for getting under my skin like no one else.

I don't want to ever give someone that kind of power to destroy me.

I'm going to take a shower, I want you naked and in bed when I get back.

I don't want you to leave me.

He unraveled at light speed, his release sharp, bewildering and beautiful. His hips were still convulsively moving against her body as he settled down over her, too exhausted and spent to remember his own name. The one he'd demanded she say just moments ago. He became aware of gentle caresses. Her hands gently stroking over his back. He was probably crushing her but he couldn't bring himself to move. He was inside her. Over her. Completely covering her. She was his.

She'd been willing and able to submit because she'd been strong enough to come to him as an equal.

You seemed out of place, she blurted out. You have very strong features. I was itching to get them down on paper. You have an interesting face and it was obvious you had a lot on your mind. I find people are a lot more open when they think no one is watching them. If you'd been posing , the picture wouldn't have been the same.

Now that we're finally alone, you're going to listen to what I have to say.

alien to him, gripped him by the balls, freezing his insides. He rubbed at his chest in an effort to alleviate the discomfort and closed his eyes, trying to rid himself of the images the threat had invoked.

Women are to be protected, taken care of, and provided for. The day I need a woman to do those things for me is the day they'll put me in the ground and no longer call me a warrior.

Adam laughed. "Son, in time you'll understand that every man has to have a girly conversation with his woman whether he wants to or not. His survival depends on his willingness to accept it with good grace.

Doesn't matter," he said solemnly. "Men as a species are wrong. We're better off admitting it up front, taking our punishment and then hoping for good makeup sex.

Why do you even want to be involved with me?" she asked. "I'm a complete mess. I don't have my head on straight. I'm a master at fucking up everything that's good in my life." "But you're my mess," Cole said quietly. "I don't need you to be perfect. I just need you to be you because that's who I care about.

Nothing in my years in the army prepared me for having a baby," Sam said wearily. "It's not for pussies, that's for sure.

She wasn't afraid of him, and he liked that. He didn't want a meek mouse, no matter that he wanted someone utterly submissive. There was a difference between submissive and spineless.

There is nothing more that I wish than to see my marks on you. The blush of red after I've flogged your sweet ass. I want to tie you up so that you are completely helpless and at my mercy, but honey, I'll have the most tender of mercies with you.

She pulled back again and eyed him suspiciously. "No demand that I quit my job so you can shut me away and keep me safe?" "Hell no. Who would save my ass on a mission? I'm counting on you to protect me!" She laughed, despite the gut-wrenching pain it caused her, and let go of some of the horrible tension knotting her gut. "I'll do my best.

Chrysander set a plate piled high with food in front of her then settled into a seat across from her. She piddled with her fork and toyed with the food, pushing it around the plate as she avoided his gaze. He sighed, and she looked up to see him staring at her. His expression was somber, as though he was enduring the worst sort of hell. She nearly laughed at the absurdity. To her horror, she felt the prick of tears, and his face swam in her vision.

trying to prove some stupid point to himself that he didn't need her. It was such a lie. He did need her.

Eyes," he snapped. "On me, Mia. Always on me. You don't come with your eyes closed. I want to see everything you have when I'm inside you. You don't ever shut me out.

Oh, Jason, I couldn't get my locker open...I know, I tried twisting it right, then left, but it wouldn't budge. I guess I'm just not strong enough. Could you help me? Please? Oh, great. Oh, Jason, you're so strong... Seriously? That was me now? On the other hand , a guy was following me.