Quotes About Temptation

She didn't want the medi-techs. She wanted a fucking candy bar. [...] She reached down [...] and chose a Galaxy bar [...] I'm going home. You didn't pay for that, Francois shouted after her. Fuck you, Frank, she shouted back and kept going.

She stuffed in more waffles, and thought if every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.

She didn't want the medi-techs. She wanted a fucking a candy bar.

She rose. I'll just go get the wine. I'm not interested in wine. She walked away, tossed a glance over her shoulder. You will be. When I start licking it off you.

You know what happens to people who longingly imagine having things they can't afford?" "Happy dreams?" "A life of crime.

There's always a way out. You just have to pay the price, whether it's money, status, the emotional hit, or all of that and more. Cheating's cheap and it's lazy.

Get ready to do just that." Eve grabbed her coat. "Oh my God." Reo made a hum of almost sexual pleasure. "Really?" Keeping some distance, Eve shrugged into the coat. "Seriously, sex noises over a coat?" "It's … delicious." "Don't lick it. Once," Eve said, knowing damn well she wouldn't get past Reo without it. "You can touch it, but just once.

Is there any exceptionally beautiful woman you haven't slept with? I'll make you a list. So, you knocked her down.

Criminal activity does have its appeal. Otherwise there wouldn't be so many criminals.

She wished she had candy, but she hadn't settled on a new hiding place to thwart the nefarious Candy Thief.

She took his mouth, gave it a nice little bite as she ground against him. There you are, she murmured. Well, you've left me no choice. A cock's always ready to crow. He laughed, wrapped his arms around her. Crowing's not what mine's ready for. Show me. She went to work on his trousers. Amused, aroused, he watched her. In a bit of a hurry, are we? I've got to use you and get back to work, so no dawdling.

Idle hands are the devil's workshop." "Why? They're idle when you're sleeping—does he set up shop then? Are we all supposed to stay awake using our hands so the devil doesn't make stuff? What if you broke your hand? Is he doing his workshop thing while you're waiting to have it fixed?

As man-candy went, he was a caloric binge. Eve thought it was easy to see why he had so many clients paying for a nibble.

He'd been tempted to wander into her bedroom while he'd had the apartment to himself and see what he might have discovered about her there, but he'd resisted. It was not so much respect for her privacy as it was the challenge she presented that provoked him to discover her from the woman alone rather than her surroundings.

Do you . . ." "Do I steal, cheat, and smuggle now?" He turned and touched a hand to her face. "Oh, you'd hate that, wouldn't you? I almost wish I could say yes, then give it all up for you. I learned a long time ago that there are gambles more exciting for their legitimacy. And winning is so much more satisfying when you've dealt from the top of the deck.

Eliza Lane might have drunk

Why did she always think of the damn cherry Danish in the morning? She wasn't entirely sure the thought of it didn't put an extra pound on her ass.

Will do cop work for sex? - It's become my daily mantra.

I want you inside me." "You only want one aspect inside you," he murmured.

You make romance a dangerous business.

Maybe it's all they were after, but gamblers gamble. It worked, as far as they're concerned.

Qué más se puede hacer con las piernas, aparte de devorarlas con los ojos? ¿Para qué sirve el deseo?

So not soon, right?" "No, not soon." "And not tonight." "Oh, no, not tonight." She put her hand on his belly, moved it down and took hold of his cock. Instantly it started to swell again. "Oh my," she said.

He wanted to give her another word to say, something like luscious or whisper or strawberry. Hell, antidisestablishmentarianism would do it.