Quotes About Desire

Still, he moved slowly, taking his time as much to prolong this moment as to gauge her reaction. He laid his hands on her hips as the rain beat and splashed, sliding them up her body, smooth and sexy as he lowered his head, paused - one long breath - then fit his mouth to hers. This, he thought as the took her face in his hands. Just this, so worth the wait. Soft, sweet, a yielding tremor, and her arms came up to wrap around his waist, to draw him into her.

She'd never been taken before, he realized. Not like this, where her surrender was complete, not when she couldn't separate some small part of herself to reach for control. And God, he wanted to take her, to destroy that fascinating and innate control.

No sooner looked but they loved.

Well, I'd find sleeping with you a pleasant thing, but I'd prefer making love with you a few dozen times first.

I'm loved. I'm wanted. Spirits are fed on this alone.

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I need you to trust me. Gennie. He took her hand and linked fingers. I do.That's what I've been trying to tell you. You haven't been doing a good job of it. No. He drew her closer. Let me try again. He kissed her, telling himself to be gentle and easy with her. But his arms locked and tightened, his mouth hungered. The spray shimmered over both of them as they stood entangled.

I'm wondering, if there was something you wanted, had wanted for some time, what would you do about it?" "If I've wanted it, why don't I have it?" "Because you haven't made any real effort to get it as yet." "And why haven't I?" He arched his sandy brows. "Am I slow or just stupid?" Brenna thought it over, decided he couldn't know he'd just insulted his firstborn.

Do you think you can have everything you want just by yelling louder, just by being stronger?

When he pressed his lips to her heart, she wanted to weep.

How do you feel about me? Tired of you! she shouted. Tired of me, tired of us. Sick and tired of telling myself fun and games could be enough. Well, it's not. Not nearly, and I want you out He felt the temper and panic that had gripped him ease back into delight. You're in love with me, aren't you? He'd never seen a woman go from simmer to boil so fast. And seeing it, he wondered why it had taken him so long to realize he adored her. She whirled, grabbed a lamp, and hurled it.

What do you want? His brow lifted at that, and he took a long, leisurely study of her face. I'll let that pass,he decided. It's too easy.

She wanted him happy, more even than she wanted happiness for herself. And yet, knowing he was on his way to finding what he didn't yet know he wanted made her feel so painfully alone.

The guy—he's an eager beaver—more eager, I'd say, because he wants to impress you. Sends you longing glances." "He does not." "Serious crush. I know just how he feels." Now she snorted. "A crush is different from wanting to get a woman naked and onto any available flat surface." "Oh. Guess I don't know how he feels, then.

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

She wanted to take a look at you, too. She heard you were a hunk. Is that so? Amused, Brian shifted. Did you tell her that? I certainly did not. I have more respect for you than to speak of you in such a sexist way. Respect's a good thing. He yanked her into the box, crushing his mouth to hers before she could laugh. But I'm banking on passion just at the moment. Have you passion for me, Keeley? he murmured against her mouth.

But I realize I don't want to do it alone.I want to fence you in, Brian, she murmured, framing his face with her hands. I've been hammering at that damn fence for weeks. Ever since I realized I was in love with you.

I know why you came. Because you couldn't stay away. I understand that. Now you're just going to have to accept what comes with it.

No point in wishing for what you can't have. - Blair What's the point in wishing for what you can and do? - Larken

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.

There were only two men in her life she had ever really loved. It seemed neither of them could want her as she needed them to want her.

When you've had less than little in some things, you're grateful for even a spoonful of more.

I'd have taken anything you'd given. I'd have wrapped my own gauzy layers around it and convinced myself that it was right. But it would never have been right. I can't be happy, not really down-to-the-bone happy, with less than I need. And if I'm not happy, I can't make someone else happy.