Quotes About Connection

You are so perfect for me"—hot words against her lips—"I'd steal you if you weren't already mine.

Flirt with him if you want, Honor, but you're mine.

As long as I can throw you on the bed like a caveman and pummel you to orgasm with my love-club, I'm good.

I love you." Steel-gray eyes held her own. "You're my heart.

Remember when I was terrified of you? -You were never terrified of me - Ha! Are you kidding? I was scared out of my skin, but I still thought you were hot. I'm obviously a little deranged. Raphael didn't laugh.- I'm glad you got over the terror- he said quietly- The idea of eternity without you is my personal vision of hell. -Raphael- Elena touched her fingers to his jaw- This is my heaven. You are my heaven.

Laughter filled the line, the sound big and warm and primal. "We are family now, Bowen Knight!

care of my heart won't you, Sophie? It's a little odd having it outside my body—but I'm planning to steal yours to make up for it. —Handwritten note from Max to Sophia

amaban los arcángeles como los humanos? ¿O sus sentimientos eran más profundos, de esos que arrancaban sangre al corazón?

I'd kiss you over and over because I love the taste of you, but I'd have to play with those pretty, pretty breasts. I'd suck and lick and maybe even bite a little. You don't mind teeth, do you, Grace?

Random sex isn't my style." "Who said anything about random?" Another teasing brush, another rush of exquisite pleasure. "I plan to have sex with you on a regular basis.

I said I would kiss you. I never said where I would kiss you." [...] "A kiss between two people is, by definition, on the lips," she argued. [...] "But this isn't about two people kissing. It's me kissing you .

He didn't care about the cameras, just wanted to touch her. He could do that now without crossing dangerous lines because Kit thought it was all make-believe. But when he wrapped her hand firmly in his and held it against his thigh, he meant it. And when he tugged her close to his side and leaned down to nuzzle at her hair, he meant that too. As he did his words when he released her hand to wrap his arm around her shoulders. "I'm glad you're here.

Le rodeó la cintura con un brazo, con un nudo en la garganta. —¿De veras? —De veras. —Apoyó la frente en la de él con tierno afecto y le tomó el rostro entre las manos—. Has sido tú quien me ha enseñado que la vida no está grabada en piedra. Somos aquello en lo que nosotros mismos nos convertimos. Su fe en él le desgarraba, convirtiéndole en un hombre mejor.

Es cierto que has perdido un poco de peso, pero eso impide que me muera por penetrarte hasta hacerte perder el sentido.

I'm not going to turn on you because you are who you are." She'd known exactly who it was she'd invited into her bed and that his sexual experience far outweighed hers. "Especially," she added, fingers curling into the sheet, "when I'm the beneficiary of all that practice.

Estoy loca por ti, arcángel. A veces me das un miedo de muerte, pero quiero bailar contigo de todas formas. -Elena a Rafael

When I create works of art, I do it because it is part of me and I must create. But afterward, when the work is done, I hope that it'll speak to people, that it'll open up their hearts or their minds. That cannot happen if the art is buried for safekeeping.

I'm yours." It was his turn to stop her words. "Just stay with me," he said. "In any way you want." "You deserve better." Rough, broken words. "There's no one better than you." "I'll be the best soldier you ever have," she repeated in a shattered whisper. "I know." It would have to be enough.

Marry me," she whispered. "I'll show you things that'll make you laugh in delight, scream in passion, cry for the sheer joy of it.

All changelings knew that, sometimes, touch could heal what words never could.

Du musst dir die Haare schneiden lassen", murmelte Sascha. Er küsste sie nocheinmal und lächelte. "Ich fürchte mich vor Scheren." "Ausflüchte." Sie strich über Lucas Haar. "Du stellst dich genauso verrückt wie die Mädchen an, wenn es um dein Haar geht." "Erwischt." Eine warme, liebevolle Hand auf ihrem Bauch. "Was macht der Rockstar?" "Getöse, wie immer.

Bridges are built over thin air. Someone must lay the first plank, the first brick, take the risk.

Y Jess? No tengo necesidad de construir imperios y dinastías. Solo quiero construir un hogar contigo. - Galen

You have no life, Drew." "Then you won't mind if I stick my nose into yours.