Quotes About Desire

No man in the history of ever has turned down a blowjob," he gritted.

Was sheathed tightly, stroked by Derek's clenching muscles, swelling in its prince's chamber, even as Rico started to rock back and forth.

Clay was like patient zero of Dane's happiness virus. Dane needed to catch him.

Without the weight of the world on his shoulders, Cal made love like the Native American god of sex, whomever that may be.

whole life. What you had for a couple of months. What you're giving up again.

I miss you," he gasped into Kelly's chest. "Oh God. I miss you so much." Kelly moaned—not a sexy moan, a sad one—and they were both crying, kissing, tasting salt and sex on each other's skin as the final, more painful crest hit them both.

First I'm gonna rim ya. Then I'm gonna finger ya. Then I'm gonna fuck ya!

Climax was a roaring, gentle thing from the pit of his stomach. Trav's body in his arms should have grounded him, but instead they flew, flew together, and Trav's groan against Mackey's shoulder, the hot spurt of his come in Mackey's ass, that was the crescendo, the soaring of the heavens against his face, the ocean roaring of the wind in his ears.

Didn't happen. Won't want this again." He sighed and wrenched himself back. "Yeah, we will," Galen said soberly. John swallowed, legitimately afraid. "I'm a recovering addict—" "And I'm not recovering," Galen said. Those luminous green eyes narrowed and glittered. "Not yet. But I want you. And you need someone. So you need to decide how this is or is not going to happen, because it's an issue.

Damn, Trav wanted this, had barely dared dream of it, yearned for the time Mackey Sanders would be old enough, whole enough, well enough, to possess like this, like a man, an equal, a partner.

But he carried that thing, that pixilated fuck-off-and-love-me thing into the music.

Finger me?" he begged, breathlessly. "A little spit, a little poke-e-ta poke-e-ta? Please?

Ellery couldn't ask for anything more. In his entire life, he couldn't recall ever wanting anything with the purity and the passion that he wanted time, so much more time, with Jackson.

Mackey stretched out on Trav's sheets almost defiantly, one knee drawn up, his cock larger than Trav had expected now that it was hard and extended up over his thigh.

Clay made a noise previously unheard in human history and spread his legs wide to give Dane access to any part of him Dane wanted to fondle, grope, or suck—including his soul, should his soul reside among any points south, especially, especially, his cock.

There would be no intimacy unless Ace willed it to be, and getting his asshole destroyed by the crisp-moving, slow-talking military man would have simply been a way for Jackson to be all he could be.

I opened my heart, it filled with love, with sex, with power, with new. With every door I pulverized, I knew I'd be missing you.

For a moment in time, Bobby didn't exist. Nothing existed but these two souls, reconnecting, learning the feel and taste of each other all over again. Bobby watched them, entranced, and swallowed. He wanted that. He could have that. He could have that with Reg.

You are the only thing in my life that's ever been mine," he said. I was surprised then by the warmth of his hand on my thigh. "Would like to keep you." "Well, let's maybe see if we can do that without spilling any blood.

He wanted that with some foreplay and a lot of afterglow, and maybe some, "Gee, Crawford, you are a nice guy, and I'd really like to do this frequently, if you don't mind me saying so.

You involved me in a kinky threesome before coffee," he said, hating everybody. "I regret nothing.

You know, someday I'm gonna top," Cash told him, his brown-eyed gaze absolutely unimpressed. "And I've never done it before, but I'm going to do it with you, and you are going to be at my mercy. Now ask yourself—how badly do you want to piss me off before then? Because you need to pick your battles.

I missed you like I'd miss a lung, a kidney, and my right hand.

Mikhail opened his mouth generously, and that was a first, and Shane fell into that sulky mouth like a bird falls into the sky.