Quotes About Romance

Their kisses had gone on and on—cheeks, neck, mouth, and tongue. Seconds . . . minutes . . . hours. Then they'd start all over again. Adults were too fixed on the final goal to take that kind of time. Only teenagers afraid of the next step exchanged kisses that lasted forever.

Isn't it fascinating that he mainly dates women with limited English? But I guess it prevents a silly thing like conversation from interfering with sex.

As she gazed into those cool blue eyes, something strange happened in the vicinity of her middle. She suddenly felt like a hungry woman who had just been presented with a tempting dessert. Her moment of sensory weakness embarrassed her, and she frowned. "Damn, you're pretty," Dallie said softly. "Not half as pretty as you," she snapped, determined to squash whatever strangeness was lurking in the air between them.

A couple of nights ago I had an erotic dream about Edward Norton.

Sometimes she did this funny little thing after they'd finished making love. He'd be holding her against his chest, sort of dozing off and feeling peaceful all the way down to his toenails, and she'd make this little ' x' right over his heart with her fingertip. Just this little 'x'. Right over his heart

His writer's words poured over her like poetry, and she couldn't find a single wisecrack to put up between them.

Cuando Daisy le miró a los ojos, vio que el desconocido tenso y peligroso con quien se había casado había desaparecido. En su lugar había un hombre que no había visto nunca: joven, alegre y despreocupado. A Daisy le dio un vuelco el corazón. Se le empañaron los ojos. Alex le mordisqueó el labio inferior. -Oh, Alex... -Calla, amor. Cállate y deja que te ame.

Uhm, Kevin..." "Be quiet, or I swear to God I'll take you right here." Yes, this was definitely Forced Sex. Thank goodness .

A Colin el whisky se le removió en el estómago. Ella se quebraría antes que doblegarse un ápice. Tuvo ganas de sacarla a rastras del salón y quitarle su obstinación a besos.

Men like him should be required by law to carry a heart defibrillator. He

Drop that towel, and I'll throw in champagne." "Tempting." She made her way toward her bedroom. "But since I might be pregnant, I couldn't drink." He gave a long sigh. "And with those chilling words, the raging fire in his loins vanished.

Ryan's a very special man, and the sad fact is . . . if you're not careful, Sugar Beth's going to steal him from under your nose." "Leeann's right," Merylinn said. "Ryan is special. You can't let her take him away from you. You have to fight for him." "I'm special, too," Winnie heard herself say. "And I think it's about time Ryan Galantine fought for me.

De repente, las rodillas de Georgie empezaron a temblar. A temblar de verdad. Un temblor de terremoto, sólo que aquel terremoto se estaba produciendo en su interior. Se había enamorado de él.

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Jane necesita algo tangible, como sus ecuaciones. ¿Sabes por qué? Porque nunca la ha amado nadie antes y no se cree que pueda suceder ahora.

Who needs food? Your smile alone is enough to nourish me for weeks." He

Thanks, but seriously . . ." She regarded him with earnest eyes and what she hoped was a semi-shy expression. "You're way too hot for me." "That just means I can warm you up faster." She

Daphne Du Maurier and Anya Seton, all of Mary Stewart's early books, along with Victoria Holt, Phyllis Whitney

Alex, no pasa nada. No voy a enamorarme de ti. En cuanto las palabras salieron de su boca, Daisy notó una pequeña punzada en el corazón. Eso la asustó, porque sabía que sería una catástrofe enamorarse de él. Eran demasiado diferentes. Él era duro, serio y cínico, mientras que ella era justo lo contrario.

You are one gorgeous creature," he said. "Did any of those loser boyfriends ever tell you that?" Not in so many words. Not in any words, really. And it was nice to hear, even if it came from Theo.

I want a life with you, Annie. I want to make love with you until you can't walk. And have kids with you. I'm sorry it took me so long to figure out, but I'm not exactly used to having love feel good. He poked his finger in the rough direction of her face. "You talked about being a romantic. Romance is nothing! It's a tiny word that doesn't come close to what I feel for you.

Y tampoco nada de consoladores -dijo-, aun que se lo mucho que deseas uno. Lo cual no es ninguna sorpresa, ya que... -¿Quieres dejarlo de lado de una vez? -De lado...Encima...Debajo... -Bram le acaricio la curvatura del labio superior -. Dentro... una ráfaga de calor recorrió el cuerpo de Georgie. Estaba a punto de derretirse.

When male authors write love stories, the heroine tends to end up dead.