Quotes About Desire

His lips met hers in a long, lingering, passionate kiss that made her knees go weaker than ever before. His big hand held her head firmly as he deepened the kiss. Forget the damn coat. All he had to do was kiss her about every two hours and she could run through the snow naked as a newborn baby and not even feel the cold.

Allie's eyes followed him as he walked away. He filled out those jeans really well and she could imagine what that tight butt would look like with nothing on it at all. Good lord, she had to get a grip.

Darlin', he is so damn sexy that my underpants crawled all the way to my ankles.

She didn't care what common sense said, she wanted him to kiss her again.

Love—the real thing—was what she wanted. What is the real thing? the voice in her head asked. It's trusting whoever you are in a relationship with to love you unconditionally even if you're damaged, she answered.

No, I do not. I might want a baby but not in a small town. I'm getting too quick to let myself be caught up in the excitement of the moment. A handsome man standing beside me. Adorable children everywhere I look. What woman wouldn't have an attack of Iwannababyitis?

You've got to do what your heart tells you.

She started up the car and sighed. If only her fiancé, Ethan, could be as passionate as the men that Candy Parker wrote about. It didn't matter if they were cowboys, firemen, Navy SEALs, or even mechanics. They all had one thing in common. They knew how to turn a woman on until all she could think about were their hands and lips on every part of her body.

The closer he came, the bigger his eyes got through those thick lenses. It was downright sexy when his eyelids shut and the lashes fanned out on his cheekbones. His lips brushed against hers and heat shot through her body. One arm tangled up in her hair and the other snaked its way around her midriff. His tongue gently parted her lips and he made love to her mouth.

Darcy shook her head. "I thought it would be wonderful to have Calvin this close, but it's not. I can't get past this thing I have for him. I've tried and tried, dated other men, but none of them measure up or make me feel like he does. I have made up my mind to be single forever and dote on Sophie." Darcy shrugged. "Why couldn't you sleep?

Oh. My. Sweet. Lord, she gasped. If every time gets more intense, we'll burn out the relationship, he said hoarsely. But what a way to go. She nestled down into the crook of his arm when he shifted his weight to one side.

Wow, Callie! I bet Finn could pick you up. Callie could feel the heat coming up the back of her neck, but she couldn't stop it. Soldiers didn't blush. They were mean and tough and could take out snakes, spiders, and even enemy combatants. But a visual of her hanging over Finn's back with her butt so close to his lips that he could kiss it --- well, hell's belles, that would make the devil himself blush.

It's hot enough to make a woman want to go skinny-dippin' in the Red River. You want to join me to cool off?

That's what Josie wanted. A love so strong that death couldn't break its bonds.

Leah looked up and didn't even have time to moisten her lips before Rhett's eyes shut and his mouth was on hers. It had the sweetness of ice cream, the fire of a double shot of Jack Daniel's, and the steam of a hot Texas summer night all rolled into one.

Reality was that no matter how well he filled out those creased jeans, he truly was forbidden fruit.

You, Declan, are sexy as hell. He leaned in and kissed the top of her breasts. And how sexy is that? Think of the heat down there in hell. You are seven times hotter than that.

You mean like money?

Must be wicked, sexy thoughts about what I'd do with Toby Dawson if I could just peel those jeans off his body and jump his bones, then.-

No woman had ever made him feel so protective, yet so protected at the same time. He shifted his gaze to her lips. He had to taste them, had to claim them for his own right then, or his heart was going to jump right out of his chest and die on the floor at the ends of her cute little toes.

When the average American says, "I'm starving," it is a prelude to a midnight raid on a well-stocked refrigerator or a sudden trip to the nearest fast food restaurant.

Do you mind if we stop at the Hip Hop Shop?" Bess asked pleadingly.

Instant gratification takes too long.

Ruling was more difficult than wanting...