Quotes About Desire

her touch fire and bliss. He couldn't hold out against her much longer. His defences were dropping with each passing second and now he teetered on the edge of surrendering to her seduction.

Tempted by Fire by Erin Kellison

Of course that he affected her in such a way that she often wanted to simply shed her clothes and fall down on her back, ticked her off.

His name was as exotic as his looks. The deadly combination of lush chocolate brown hair, those intense pale blue eyes and his lithe figure that just screamed he would look like a god naked, was too much for her.

That is why I brought you here, to keep you with me, where you can please make . . . everything . . . stop.

he ran a finger along the bottom side of her breast as if it helped clarify his thoughts. All it did for her was heat up her insides and make her want him even more.

Antoine was one hundred and ten percent certain that this was a very bad idea. Very very bad. Unfortunately, the raging hard-on in his boxers was telling him that he was in the mood for something very very bad

I loved and adored you, but I drained you like a thirsty man at a spring. I loved what you could give me - your admiration, your acceptance, your love, your forgiveness. I forgot to love you for yourself.

Because when I look at you, I forget everything. I lose all track of what I'm saying or doing. I can see only your eyes.

This was too absurd, and at the same time dismayingly tempting.

Love is the most dangerous thing in the world.

I wished I could be a statue. I wanted to be the statue of Joan of Arc without actually having to have been Joan of Arc… And I thought, I must really hate my life if I can get jealous of a statue.

I started making a pro-and-con list in my mind. Killing myself pros: no risk of getting married and divorced again; no more New Year's Eve; no more craving phantom sex; no more underwires poking through expensive bras; no more waking up early…

It was intensely infuriating the way it always is when you call a man you shouldn't be calling.

Dear God, you are beautiful. I tried to forget, to pretend I did not need you, but it was no use. You haunt my waking hours and my dreams, and though I know if I stay with you my soul my soul will be lost and my life damned, I cannot stay away, nor can I put you from me. So come and let me drown in your bewitching angel's eyes. Some things bought dearly are worth the price.

Moistening her lips, she asked, "That's what this is all about? Bringing me here?" His hesitation was so slight she almost missed it. "It could be. Probably is, after all." "You still want to seduce me." "I want whatever you can give me," he murmured against her ear. "Where we go from here may depend on what I can give you.

You mean why am I forcing you to come with me? The answer is simple. I want you.

As much as he needed the sweet surcease to be had in her body, he yearned to know her mind, to seek deep within it and sense a welcome for him there. He wanted to share her thoughts, her dreams, her secrets. He wanted her to come to him with desire, to reach inside him and discover how open he was to her.

Desire so strong it destroyed the ability to resist was a myth. Any woman who fell into bed with a man did it because she made a choice at some point between meeting him and removing her clothes.

You are mistaken. They do not snatch and grab as do the men of your race. With us, no man touches a woman in passion unless he is invited. It is a mark of a warrior that he has complete control of his desires." Elise stared at her in amazement,

know what it is to want something so badly, you feel like your cells aren't properly bonded together without it. At any moment you might just crumble apart.

She wanted a true partnership fueled by intellect and creativity, respect and desire.

The smell of his sweat came out of my pores.

you fall in love in three stages: lust, attraction and attachment.