Quotes About Temptation

Let's go have lotsa drunk sex before it hits. 'Kay. Drunk sex for everybody!

He pulled himself out of hard times, dealt with the scars from it, pushed himself to make a mark. A little bit of the wild side there, always. I told myself, oh no, I won't get tangled up with this one. And I said it again, even when I was tangled up.

People in hell want snowcones.

Gennie, let me tell you something. In an uncharacteristic gesture, he stroked his knuckles gently over her cheek. I wouldn't be here right now if I could stay away from you.Is that enough for you?

That was well-done, Alan told her later as he gave Shelby a limited tour of the house. Was it? Laughing,she linked her hand with his. He's a difficult man to resist. She rose on her toes to nibble his earlobe. So's his firstborn. That term's to be used reverently, Alan warned her. Personally I've always found it a pain in the-

Why stop now? Seduce me, Brian.I dare you. I've always found it hard to turn aside a dare.

The need to take her was raging, some fatal drug that stabbed into his veins, speeding up his heartbeat and clouding his mind.

I-I have to go, she began, then bit her lip as she realized she was stuttering again-a habit she seemed to have developed in the past twenty-four hours.Forgetting her sketch pad, she stepped off the rock and prepared to make an undignified dash for her car. In the next instant she was whirled around. His face was set, his breathing unsteady. I was wrong. His voice filled her head, emptying it of everything else. I have a great deal of trouble resisting you.

She started to speak, to ask politely for a glass of white wine. Then he smiled, a slow, lazy curving of lips that inexplicably set her insides a fluttering and turned her mind into a buzzing mess of static.

Alan had still stopped her in her tracks with one of those slow, devastating kisses at her side door.He hadn't insisted on coming in.Shelby might have been grateful for that if she hadn't suspected it was just part of his planned siege.Confuse the enemy, assail her with doubts, leave her with her nerve ends tingling.Very clever strategy.

We'll have a sauna first. Oh,will we? Yeah. He hooked a hand in the waistband of her trousers and drew her closer. Open the pores a bit. In a quick move, he unhooked them, then drew them over her hips. Since you insist. Shelby began undoing his tie. Have you noticed, Senator, that most of the time you wear a great many more clothes than I? As a matter of fact... He slipped his hands under her blouse and found her. I have.

Fair enough. She lowered her knees, stared down as she buttoned her shirt again. Ty, I'm really sorry. I'd never do anything to upset Eli, or to cause trouble between the two of you. I know. He pushed to his feet and after a brief hesitation held out his hand to help her up. I want to make love with you. His already jangled system suffered. I think what we both want's pretty clear. I just don't know what we're going to do about it. I have to go after him. Yes.

Guys my age think about getting some, too. But we usually know when it's just going to be egg rolls. Let's eat.

Everybody's mean sometimes. That's because our flesh is weak and we're loaded with sin.

If he found her, he thought it might be a fine idea to lock the doors and take her mind off work, as ordered. He'd been wondering all night just what she had on under that red dres

If God didn't want a woman's lips to be kissed, he wouldn't have made them so easy to reach.

Knowing something's not good for you doesn't stop you from wanting it.

chest. She smelled of wine and fruit.

Shopping for shoes has nothing to do with need, and everything to do with lust. Do you know how many pairs I own? No. Neither do I!

Pretty thing, he thought, though he'd be wise to ignore that. Pretty and sunny and a bloody faerie goddess astride a horse.

we humans have a fatal tendency to try to adjust the truth to fit our desires rather than adjusting our desires to fit the truth. But

it is natural for man to try to attain power without recovering grace...(3)

Because when push comes to shove, we really don't want to have sex with our friends... unless they're sexy. And sometimes we do want to have sex with our blackhearted, soul-sucking enemies... assuming they're sexy.

An author I know once explained why writing became so much more difficult in the twenty-first century: "The biggest problem in my life," he said, "is that my work machine is also my pornography delivery machine.