Quotes About Temptation

She perched on her windowsill, gazing at the lurid sun soaking into the Caldera, trying to appreciate it even though she couldn't have it. Why did she always feel she had to do something in the face of beauty?

Why do we fight the things we fight when giving into them isn't so bad at all?

El la empujaba a autodestruirse. Hacía que ella deseara y luego no le daba ninguna satisfacción.

Could she kiss him? Would he allow her that? Was that something he could pretend was nothing? What about making love? Could she just open up her legs and pull him inside her and have him all she wanted and later give her assent that it was nothing?

Vera watched him walk to his car, the champagne in one hand, the flowers in the other. Thought that if she'd been married to someone like Joe Ashworth, she'd be so bored she'd commit murder herself.

Crunch. Claudia Kishi was eating something sweet and chocolatey.

a candy and soda machine (dinner!)

You can't get enough of your favorite meal until, in the next moment, you find you are so stuffed as to nearly require the attention of a surgeon—and yet, by some quirk of physics, you still have room for dessert.

When Ruth spots a man she likes, she gets him drunk, strips off his clothes, and hops into bed with him. When he wakes up the next morning, he has no choice but to marry her. And

His eyes had grown dark and smoky. A silky undertone crept into his voice. Never tempted by any man, Fionna. Never tempted by any man... before me. Never tempted by desire. Untouched by any man... before me. Lightly he molded the shape of her breast in his palm, his thumb traced the outline of her nipple. Bending low, his lips pressed a tiny kiss at the corner of her mouth, his breath warming her cheek as he whispered, Are you tempted, sweet?

Naked, Aidan watched from the bed with smoldering eyes. He grinned. But come tame this monster first!

He kissed her again. And indeed they touched nowhere but their lips. Sensation exploded inside her. Everywhere. Yes, everywhere. It was as if he touched her all over. Her nipples, tingling as if he stroked them. Between her thighs, warm as if he stroked there. She would have blushed- but it felt so good. It felt too good. That it seemed almost forbidden was the last thought in her mind.

She opened her mouth, but his was already there. She knew what he was doing. Making her want... this. Making her want him. And she did. God help her, she did. On and on he kissed her, turning his mouth this way and that, his tongue twining with hers, long and deep. Then drawing back, his mouth almost flirting with hers.

Wickedness is always easier than virtue; for it takes the short cut to everything.

Others, with softer smiles, and subtler art, Can sap the principles, or taint the heart; With more address a lover's note convey, Or bribe a virgin's innocence away. Well may they rise, while I, whose rustic tongue Ne'er knew to puzzle right, or varnish wrong, Spurned as a beggar, dreaded as a spy, Live unregarded, unlamented die.   For

Wickedness is always easier than virtue; for it takes the short cut to everything. It is much easier to steal one hundred pounds than to get it by labour or any other way.

It was "The devil of a Sex." It was a cursed thing, he said, that a man could be neither happy with them, nor without them. Devil's baits was another of his compliments to us. He hardly mentioned my name.

Many a man has been ashamed of his wicked attempts, when he has been repulsed, that would never have been ashamed of them, had he succeeded.

Both she and Lady L. are very urgent with me to shew them some of the letters in our correspondence; and Miss Grandison says, if that will encourage me to oblige them, they will shew me some of their brother's. — Who would not be tempted by such an exchange? I am more than half-afraid — But surely, in such an heap of stuff as I have written, there is something that I can read to them.

Yet it was an hard struggle, I own: In the suspense I am in; a very hard struggle. But tho' wishes will play about my heart, that I knew such of the contents as it might concern me to know; yet I am infinitely better pleased that I yielded not to the temptation, than I should have been, if I had.

I look'd to Heav'n, and try'd to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust.

Women readers aren`t turned on by nice heroes any more than male readers lust after heroines who are too virtuous.There should be at least a hint,maybe even a promise, of corruptibility.

During the opening credits, he said, We're in the back row. Want to just mess around instead? She looked across at him, and he grinned. It's been hours, after all. Half that time you've been furious with me. Doesn't mean I don't want to jump your bones.

An affair? Jeff?" "You think it's beyond him?" "No, I just can't imagine him working up enough emotion or blood flow to get hard.