Quotes About Desire

Too much talking and not enough writhing in ecstasy. You will commence writhing now.

Say that you want me." His tongue was as hot as his fire. "Holy Odin and all the little cherubs, I thought that was pretty clear. I do want you, very much." "Tell me you accept what I am." "A dragon, you mean?" I wiggled my hips against him, dragging my nails gently up his sides and back. "Yes, I totally accept that you're really a dragon in a super-hot man package.

No, I didn't enjoy that in the least. Do it again so I can not enjoy it some more.

Lady Rowena gasped in horror at the sight of Lord Raoul's majestic purple-helmeted warrior of love.

It was his turn for a little bit of smoke to escape him. I leaned into Gabriel and asked softly, "Can you do that too?" His eyes never left Kostya, but his lips parted slightly. A tiny curl of smoke emerged. For some reason, it delighted me, but that delight was short-lived

Hell," he said, looking down his body. "I shouldn't have thought about that just yet. Now Alice is going to come out of the bathroom and see you standing there being demanding. That's not very gentlemanly...." This just made him even harder. With a sigh, he snatched up her pirate hat and slapped it over his crotch. "There. Now we can at least present the semblance of a man who doesn't have a single track mind.

Stop lusting after my brother, wife." Elliott said without looking up from where a laptop sat on a large desk. "Else I'll have to get the parrot out.

I don't know whether to be pleased that our lovemaking was of such a high quality that you immediately want more, or if it's an indication you are one of those sex-addicted people who are never satisfied.

He might be a dragon, he might be someone whose name instilled fear in other people, but boy howdy, he sure turned my crank.

Your eyes are so gorgeous, I could just suck them right out of your head.

Are you one of those fifty-shades-of-bondage people? I haven't been into that in the past, but I might be willing to try with you. Although I would want to be the one to do the bondaging, while you would have to be the bondagee.

His laughter echoed through my mind. I have a beautiful woman in my arms, and am taking her back to my home, where she and I will be alone and able to indulge whatever fantasies we choose. What is there not to enjoy?

You are too arrogant for your own good. I officially de-mate you. Go away. I never want to see you again. Except maybe tonight. Naked. Your place. But after that, no more.

All I want is a gentleman. I'm sick to bloody death of bastards.

Why won't you go away?" "I have a mission. So why? Why do I…long so…to be with you?

The very…thought of him…is making me shake!

Earl…why? Why do you want Allen so badly?

I've never seen such a beautiful and noble person before. I'll capture you…and take you hooome!

You only got married so you could adopt Road." "Jealous, Tyki? I'm aware of your beauty too!

My heart beat, beats me senselessly, Why's everything gotta be so intense with me...

Liam stared at her, his gaze glittering hot with something she was afraid to identify because it made her knees weak and she couldn't breathe from the intensity and pace of her heart pounding away in her chest. He wanted to kiss her. He didn't want to want to kiss her—she could read that in his expression, as well—but she knew he did. And right, then. Cop or not—mistake that it would be— she wanted him to kiss her, too.

His mouth settled over hers with mind-numbing possession and it was way better than the on-screen kisses she'd envied. Way better than— Wow. Liam released a husky groan the second his tongue swept into her mouth to touch hers. Fire exploded in her veins, a hot rush of feeling and sensation that obliterated the chiding voice in her head, screaming at her to run.

Liam tossed the top half of the sleeping bag aside and snagged the end of her shirt and jacket. Her jeans were next, the moonlight bright enough he could see the masses of freckles on her pale skin and the starkness of Carly's matching black lace underwear. "Do you always wear things like that?" "They make me feel sexy." She didn't need anything to be sexy. "Any sexier and I'd keel over now.

Groaning softly, he kissed her, his tongue on hers as he matched his movements. His strokes quickened, harder, deeper, until pleasure suffused every nerve in her body and sent her zinging into the heavens above like the lights they'd come there to watch.