Quotes About Desire

She moaned, wrapped her arms around him and met greed with greed. This was no gentle exploration, no easy sampling. It was all heat and hunger, passion warring against passion, strength pitted against strength. She was wild tastes and silken textures. She was arousing scents and soft sighs. Her mouth was pure sin, and was rapidly driving

doubt he understands you and Fin are hot for

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

Solo espero que recuerdes que cuando un hombre se aferra con demasiada fuerza a algo, esto termina escapándosele entre los dedos- afirmo.

high. The stone around his neck flamed

Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. —MATTHEW 6:21

A year is a century when you're waiting for love.

Romance & the mystery of it, for everyone who can find it.

He stepped up. She should've seen it coming. She was always, always aware of moods and moves. But he stepped up, pulled her in before she'd read the warning sign. He didn't go slow; he didn't ease in. It was one bright, hot explosion followed by shuddering dark. His mouth covered, conquered, while his hands ran straight up her body as if they had every right, then down again.

Era a única coisa que sempre tivera; e tendo, precisava; e precisando, tinha medo de perder.

except what you've got behind locked doors in there. But I figure you wouldn't have brought it up if you hadn't had some level of want in there yourself." She turned back, remained standing across the counter from him. "It was probably unwise for you to come here when you're still a little angry and most

His life, he thought, would've been easier by far if she'd never come into it. Then he sensed her, turned, saw her standing outside his bedroom door, that short halo of hair still damp from her shower, her eyes deep and a bit sleepy yet before her coffee.

Wanting is easy, but loving is terrifying.

As pessoas que dizem que o sexo não tem importância, pensou, só podem ter falta dele.

While she would have loved to

Give me one of those chicken tits.

He'd said he was in love with her. And that just filled her up and emptied her out again. It made her want to shake, it made her want to weep. It made her want to hold onto him as if her life depended on it.

Of course. You were attracted to my allergies and phobias. I've always found them ruthless sexual tools.

love you. Take me. He kept his eyes open and on hers, watched tears swim and shimmer. Tell me. Ty. Her heart quaked, seemed to spill over. Then her fingers curled strong to his. Ty, she said again. Ti amo.

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

chest. She smelled of wine and fruit.

As his lips curved against hers, he was struck by a stab of love so sharp it stole his breath. He clutched her close, held on.

Plus you're really hot"—he dumped pasta in the boiling

When I think of a lover who would touch more than my body, I think of a