Quotes About Longing

Peyton…" Dimly, he wondered if she was going to say his name like that for the rest of their lives. Like it was a sob with syllables.

Qhuinn sagged in his own skin at that realization, imagining all the proper English that Blay was calling out at this very moment as the other guy had him. Merriam-Webster had never been used so well, no doubt.

There was nothing worse than chasing a release. You never could catch.

Butch let his head fall loose on his shoulders and he wept openly… though not out of happiness, as they must have assumed. He wept at the hollowness he felt. Because however wonderful this all was, it seemed empty to him. Without his mate to share his life with, he was but a screen for events and circumstances to pass through. He was not even empty, for he was no vessel to hold even the thinnest of air. He lived, though was not truly alive.

Lowering his eyes, he said softly, "I have not seen the sun since before my transition. Can you blame me for staring.

It was a state of mind—and nothing put a female there faster than the male she wanted staring at her the way Xcor was now.

Carezco de palabras, mi hembra. Porque ningún sonido de mi boca es digno de tu oído.

Let me be in you," he said as he kissed her. "I need you the now." She

Beth» bisbigliò. «Torna da me.» Ripeté l'operazione cercando di farle bere il suo sangue. «Non morire, maledizione!» Le candele guizzarono nella stanza. «Io ti amo, accidenti a te! Accidentaccio a te, non arrenderti!»

Io non sono tua.» sussurrò lei. Lui non si lasciò scoraggiare. «E va bene. Se non posso averti vorrà dire che sarai tu ad avere me. Serviti pure. Prendimi. Tutto quanto, una parte, un pezzettino, quello che vuoi. Però ti prego, prendi almeno qualcosa di me.»

I fear I can't let you leave," she said through a wobbling smile. "I fear…I cannot bear you to go." As

Envíame un mensaje cuando quieras verme de nuevo. Voy a darte la distancia y el tiempo que necesitas, pero debes saber una cosa: te esperaré eternamente.

Payne, mírame. —Cuando Payne por fin levantó los ojos para mirarlo, Manny sintió deseos de llorar—. Yo… Dejó la frase sin terminar. La verdad era que la amaba. Totalmente y para siempre. Y esa era precisamente la maldición que lo atenazaba. Nunca la iba a olvidar y jamás habría otro amor en su vida.

You would put your tongue here—" Xcor

Oh, God—" He cut her off, his mouth finding hers and taking her lips like he owned her. He kissed her with none of the awkward first-time stuff she was used to; there was nothing hesitant or polite or tentative at all: Isaac kissed her like he meant to have her, and she was ready to be taken. She'd never wanted anything this badly before.

Guardando il bel viso del suo migliore amico, Qhuinn ebbe la sensazione di conoscere da sempre quei capelli rossi, quegli occhi azzurri, quelle labbra, quella mascella. E fu proprio in virtù della loro lunga storia in comune che cercò qualcosa da dire, qualcosa in grado di riportarli al punto di partenza. Tutto ciò che gli venne in mente fu... Mi manchi. Mi manchi talmente tanto che sto male, ma non so come trovarti, anche se sei qui davanti a me.

Yo no quiero perderte." "No quiero que me pierdas.

This was the nurse Rehv hoped he would get each time he came in. This was the one who made these visits even partially bearable. This was his Ehlena. Okay, so she wasn't his in the slightest. He knew her name only because it was on the blue-and-white pin on her coat. He saw her only when he came to be treated. And she didn't like him at all. But he still thought of her as his, and that was just the way of it.

Do you want me?" she said in a distorted voice. "God, yes, fuck yes…I ache…." "Tell me you want me." Spreading his knees wide, he put his hand on his sex and squeezed. "So bad…I'm dying…." "Say the words." "I want you…," he breathed. Elise

Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God's sake, stop sending him signals that they were right for each other. He'd read that book, seen the movie, bought the sound track, the DVD, the T-shirt, the mug, the bobble-head, and the insider's guide. He knew every reason they could have been lock and key. But just as he was aware of all that aligned them, he was even clearer on how they were damned to be ever apart.

He had a stupid impulse to wake her up and reposition her just so he could feel her ease against him once more.

Her sex life was non-existent in the real world. In her imagination, however, it had flourished.

Insatiability was an asset when it came to having a lover in your life. And Xcor was a very, very hungry male.

Yo, Rapunzel, you going to let down your frickin' hair, there?