Quotes About Desire

Rosella asked. "I'm starving.

He wanted to wrap his arms around her and kiss away her uncertainty. But if he did that she would bolt. So he brushed stray hairs that had fallen out of her ponytail off her face instead. Ignored how soft the strands felt against his fingers. Pretended his pulse wasn't stampeding like a herd of bison on the plain.

Ellie's eyes twinkled like the Christmas lights surrounding them. She looked beautiful, a gray cat on her right and an orange one on her left. She was everything Josiah hadn't known he wanted. From the way she put others first to teaching herself about nonprofits to her hot kisses, she'd earned his respect and stole his heart.

What if I want more?" "I'm sorry, but there isn't more to have

The moment I touched you, it was as if I had come home. You are the first person I want to see in the morning, and the last touch I want at night. I love you.

His voice didn't rise. If anything it lowered, sliding seductively over her nerve endings.

I'll kiss you until we can't breathe. I'll strip you naked and taste every inch of you. Then I'll shag you until neither of us can see straight.

Hot, hard and so thick that her fingertips didn't meet when she closed her hand around him.

From the very first, I knew you'd be dangerous to me. I should have run." "I'd have caught you.

I've only imagined seeing you again. That you'd come to my home. That I'd run into you on the street. That I'd look up, and you'd be there, and you'd be well . . . and I'd tell you that I love you.

The first opportunity he got, Rhys was going to shag her blind.

Confounding woman. He wanted to drag her close and kiss her senseless.

Her hand shot to the front of his breeches, making claws of her fingers and trapping his genitals in a tight grip. He froze. As if testing, she hefted the firm weight she found. Heavy, but so very delicate. She bared her teeth. "And even in the dark, now I'll know that I'm ripping off the right cods." His eyes narrowed, and the hot interest she saw in his gaze sent shivers skittering down her spine. That wasn't just business now. She tightened her grip.

Money could buy her slippers. Only crazy would get her a man.

Most guys don't like to be pursued like that. I mean, I suppose it's kinda flattering when a girl likes you so much that she'll go after you, but most guys want to be the ones doing the chasing.

Is it only the mouth and belly which are injured by hunger and thirst? Men's minds are also injured by them.

Tots ho van voler. Ho van fer expressament. Els feia falta per viure perquè s'avorrien. Les cares de tots eren cares de gent que voldrien coses sense saber ben bé quines són les coses que voldria, però que en vol sigui com sigui.

They are consumed by the fear of desire.

You can have everything you want, but accompanied by pain, until you learn not to want anything.

If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.

Aeriel felt her heart grow troubled. "I know," she said. "I know that he is evil, but his beauty unmakes me. Every time he looks at me, I die.

More than anything else, my mother wanted to be an actress - a famous actress - which in the 1950s was all about being young, sexy, and available. She was all that, and more. She had big blue eyes, alabaster skin, a heart-shaped face, a beautiful figure. She was just a knockout.

I didn't make this plan. I just wake up sometimes and want to crawl out of my life.

It's easier to force feed people than it is to give 'em what they want. It makes more money.