Quotes About Temptation

At lunch he invariably downed a bottle of champagne, or brandy if he was in a different mood, and by afternoon he was almost invariably drunk.

For we can make liquor to sweeten our lips /

All righty, then. They both liked the kissing and touching. An interesting fact that should have absolutely no bearing on their lives. Really.

This can't be legal," she whispered. He raised his head. "Why not?" "It feels too good." He chuckled. She heard the sound, felt the soft exhalation of cool air on her bare, damp breasts, but she couldn't see anything. Not him, not herself. It was strange, but in a good way. The darkness gave her courage. "Take your clothes off," she said, knowing that she would never have managed the words in the light. "Yes, ma'am.

We can't," he said gently, ignoring the hardness and the pain in his groin. "You deserve better than something hot and fast up against a tree." She swallowed. "I'm not so sure about that.

Es mejor dejarse tentar por un croissant que por un hombre.

She still wanted to slap something. Or throw something. The fish offered a tempting target but, before she could figure out who would fly across the room best, she heard the front door open and a man speaking to Tina.

Maya sat with Phoebe and Chase. He didn't linger on that group, because he knew what would happen. His gaze would settle on Phoebe, and he wouldn't want to look away. Not with the firelight making her eyes shine and her skin glow. Not with the sound of her voice easing inside of him and tying him up in knots. She was five kinds of temptation with just enough hell thrown in to make things interesting.

His brain might know that she was all wrong, but his dick kept pointing in her direction.

If he'd tossed her to the ground and started ripping off her clothes, instead of being outraged, she would have helped. She would have done it right there, in front of God and the goats.

The first was that he drew her earlobe into his mouth and sucked. It didn't sound like much. Had someone described the event to her she would have been mildly impressed, but not overly so. However, having it actually happen was very different.

He gave her the kind of slow, sexy grin that had, for centuries, caused women to make very bad choices.

He was a man on the sexual edge, and she couldn't wait to push him over.

I have to know," he murmured. Know? Know what? Before she could ask, he moved his right hand across her hip to her belly, then slipped it down between her legs. His fingers slipped across slick, swollen flesh. They both sucked in a breath. He pulled his hand free and carefully zipped and buttoned her jeans. About fourteen thousand questions flashed through her brain, but she settled for the most important one. "What did you have to know?" "That you wanted it, too.

Never cheated once. I wasn't tempted. I always figured if I was interested in someone enough to want to sleep with her, then there were problems with my current relationship. So I either fixed those or ended things.

Once I got into a relationship, the rules changed. I'm always faithful." She raised her eyebrows. "Seriously?" "Never cheated once. I wasn't tempted. I always figured if I was interested in someone enough to want to sleep with her, then there were problems with my current relationship. So I either fixed those or ended things.

bunches of flowers and kisses, their bodies locked together by a stopwatch. Descriptive on an affair

I have always been full of lust - as I am now - but I have always been placing conceptual obstacles in my own path.

He looked into the hole, and like any hole it said, Jump.

No such thing as a temptation. A temptation is a desire, a lust like any other - but one that we regret afterwards + wish undone (or that we know beforehand we will regret after). So it`s no excuse to say, ``I didn`t mean to do it. I was tempted + I couldn`t resist.`` All one can honestly say is, ``I did it. I`m sorry I did it.`` - Reborn

Poor fool, ruining his life for a piece of cloth smeared with mineral paste, for a fake, I had to tell myself, a mere curiosity.

She wasn't at peace the way that artist painted her. She was leaning forward, and the rigidness of her spine showed the ache in her soul. She was a desperate woman with frailties just like her, temptations just liker her, a woman who had needs, a woman who loved almost to the point of there being no more her anymore, a woman who probably cried too much, just like her, a woman afraid, wanting to believe rather than believing...

The most common error a person tends to commit in pie making is to fail to let it cool in fresh air. If you cut into it straight out of the oven, the juice runs everywhere. People have no patience when it comes to pies.

the main character saying things like "In my world, chocolate is a vegetable.