Quotes About Temptation

You can just enjoy your little perversions alone. God gave men a hand and five fingers for a reason, you know.

At its base, the male, whether human, animal or Breed, has a core nature equal to that of a sullen child denied a favored treat. And the male can react accordingly—

You would touch another woman?" "I would never do anything that would jeopardize us." That wasn't acceptable. "Ever. Not at any time." As he stared into the darkness, he thought of her touch, her kiss. Could he touch another woman? At any time? "So it would be my choice?" "It would be your choice." "But you would still want to." It wasn't a question.

It's a boner not a monster," he growled, waving a hand to the erection her gaze continued to flicker back and forth from. "You're watching it like you expect it to bite." "It looks angry enough." A nervous little smile touched her lips before it fell and she watched him somberly. "You look angry enough." kane and sherra

Should I just ask you all to screw me, Rowdy? Why don't I just bare it now and let you take turns with me. Hell yeah, make it damned easy on you, wouldn't it? That way, you don't have to feel like shit later because you let another man take what was yours?

She heard a male groan, but whose it was she wasn't certain. "They'll just watch," he whispered as his head lifted. "Watch me eat every perfect inch of your body this time. That's all. No pressure, Kelly.

Wait! Her palm flattened against the perspiration-damp flesh of his abs. Wait? For what? Interruptions? Explosions? Fuck, he'd kill the son of a bitch stupid enough to wake him . Stupid enough to disturb him. He'd kill. I want you. Honest-to-God chill bumps raced up his fucking spine at the huskily whispered words. Then let me give you, me

Rowdy was taking her over. Forceful. Dominant. He was so certain he knew what she needed, but Kelly had seen what she needed, and it wasn't what he was offering.

I tell you Dain is a splendid catch. I advise you to set your hooks and reel him in." Jessica took a long swallow of her cognac. "This is not a trout, Genevieve. This is a great, hungry shark." "Then use a harpoon.

Liquore just don't mix with love.

You're going to hurt yourself." She worked up a few tears, letting them glisten on her long dark lashes. " You're hurting me." "Not yet," Trace told her, unmoved by the false show of emotion. "But the idea of putting you over my knee gets more tempting by the second.

I've created a monster, he muttered thickly and quickly positioned her over his lap. I need to come, Grace. Bad. I'm shaking like a virgin, but you've got some catching up to do.

Grace? He kissed her again, then again and again, lingering here and there, tasting her. Her toes curled as he licked a sensitive spot on her nape. Grace sighed and squirmed against him. Oh no you don't, Noah scolded. No more tempting me to unreasonable levels of lust. We need nourishment, woman. And to punctuate that, he gave her hip a swat. What would you like to eat?

Stop... toying with me. When I toy with you, you'll know it-and enjoy it.

She would try to live life one day at a time, like an alcoholic--drink, don't drink, drink. Perhaps she should take drugs.

No wine, she said. It leads to cheese.

She believes you can refuse to participate in certain emotions. "I like hamburgers but I don't eat them," she says. "Hamburgers are not an emotion," says Roz. "Yes they are," says Charis.

Fear is the flip-side of lust. Idolatry is like a coin, it has two sides: desire and fear.

She tried to control herself rigidly, saying to herself, I won't look at him for another half hour. But all to no avail. She would sneak a glimpse, his eyes would flicker, and there she would be again, imprisoned by an amused smile and a raised eyebrow.

foolish,' even though I didn't want to touch

La juventud ama la impostura como los perritos aman los palos de madera, los huesos que les tiran... ¡y corren detrás de ellos!, se precipitan, ladran, pierden el tiempo...

the new world, the communo-bourgeois, sermonizing, Tartuffian, automobilistic, alcoholic, gluttonous and cancerous world has only two anxieties: ass and bank account...

I like my fellow man, but I also realize he carried a good measure of the Old Nick in him and he can find a good excuse for almost any kind of wrongdoing or mischief.

when Trapp was a young man, did he have sex with Annabel King