Quotes About Temptation

Never mistake a woman as an opportunity for bliss.

You humans are lovers, yes? So you have this awful tendency to reject Him who first loved you and follow after intoxicating sense. Evil is a jealous lover who will try to destroy what it cannot posses.

All pretty girls are a trap, a pretty trap, and men expect them to be.

Well, honey, a shot never does a coke any harm!

The Venus flytrap, a devouring organism, aptly named for the goddess of love.

But here there was only hot swing music and liquor, dance halls, ban, and movies, and sex that hung in the gloom like a chandelier and flooded the world with brief, deceptive rainbows.

You see, baby, after a glass or two of wine I'm inclined to extravagance.

He let out a grim laugh. Nothing could have been further from the truth. God only knew how long it was going to take for his traitorous body to settle down enough to escort her to supper. Oh yes, that would be genteel. Here, take my arm, but do ignore my raging erection. Someone really needed to invent a better pair of breeches.

Adam offered a car key. 'Take my little red Honda. It's parked out front. When you finish with it, just tell it to go home. Don't be deceived by its modest appearance. It's fully shielded and equipped with enough gadgetry to tempt the ghost of James Bond.' 'Can it makes a vente triple-shot no-foam latte?' 'In a New York minute.' Ef took the key, kissed it, and headed for the front door.

One of Satan's most seductive traps is convincing us that we cannot do what we will not do.

i will always remember what my life might have been like if i had married a man who loved me with undying passion. perhaps i might not have been so vunerabel to the attension of a rake.

He pulled his lips away and rested his forehead against hers, trying to keep himself from getting another erection. It took great strength of will, but he did it.

Martin eyed the buffet table because he'd slept through dinner and was ravenous; but as luck would have it, who was standing next to the tower of cream cakes but Evelyn- looking equally delicious in a stunning, pale yellow gown of light diaphanous fabric that seemed to flutter around her legs on a nonexistent breeze. And her bosom... Well, she looked delectable with pearls crisscrossing over her lush, alluring breasts.

His breath hitched, and he regarded me hungrily. You're playing with fire, you know that?" That's weird, considering you're an ice prin—" I didn't get any further, as Ash leaned in and kissed me.

Her voice was a thread, but still she managed to sound acerbic. "I believe it's the devil's job to tempt me. Not yours." "And the difference between the devil and I would be . . . ?" "None that I can detect.

Distract him? What the hell was I supposed to do? Strip naked and do the hula?

I mean, really. Who needs Pilates when you've got a town full of demons?

The road to hell is paved with leeks and potatoes

Do you want to stand here talking about the car, or are you going to get in it?" CeeCee asked. I was the person with horrible red hair and a mound of pink crust surrounding a diamond in her ear. I was at risk, and I had just made out with a girl in a bathroom. I got into the car.

If he really didn't want women to call him at the office, he probably shouldn't have told them that. It's like when somebody says. 'whatever you do, don't open that door.' Of course that's the door you're going to open.

labios que se abrían para que él le tocara las encías, entrara y recorriera cada repliegue tibio donde se olía un poco el coñac y el tabaco.

después la llamarada de la trompeta, el falo amarillo rompiendo el aire y gozando con avances y retrocesos y hacia el final tres notas ascendentes, hipnóticamente de oro puro, una perfecta pausa donde todo el swing del mundo palpitaba en un instante intolerable, y entonces la eyaculación de un sobreagudo resbalando y cayendo como un cohete en la noche sexual

Buena suerte quiero verte y quererte, diablo aléjate.

In periods of decadence such as the present one, sensuality develops in the dissociated form of simple pleasure. As a result, sex becomes a kind of drug, and the addiction to it is no less profane than actual drug addiction