Quotes About Seduction

I cleared my throat and tried to sound casual, like this was no big deal. "I don't even get cheesy seduction music?" Jack shook his head. "I usually do this a cappella." "You mean unaccompanied?" "No, I haven't done this unaccompanied since I was fourteen." -Ella & Jack

There was a new, wondering note in his voice as he said, "Kiss me again." "No, I'll hurt you. I'm leaning on your leg." "That's not my leg," came his roguish reply, making her laugh. "You perverse man.

It was more than a kiss...it was a sentence of unbroken kisses, the hot sweet syllables of lips and tongue making her drunk on sensation.

Oh, dear," she said, staring into her nearly empty cup. "Did I drink all of that?" Nick took the cup from her and set it on the table. "I'm afraid so." "Only you could undo my years of training at Maidstone's in one evening," she said, making him grin. His gaze lowered to her mouth, and he traced the edge of her jaw with his fingertip. "Are you completely corrupted now? No? Then let's go home, and I'll finish the job.

I'd like to do more than sketch you naked. I want to draw directly on you with feather and ink … flowers around your breasts, trails of stars down your thighs." He let his warm lips brush the edge of her ear. "I want to map your body, chart the north, south, east, and west of you. I would—

Evie, the most gentlest and most soft-spoken of them all, had been the one least likely to capture the heart of the notorious Lord St. Vincent, who had been the definitive rake. Although Evie, with her round blue eyes and blazing red hair, possessed a rare and unconventional beauty, she was unbearably shy. And there was the stammer. But Evie also had a reserve of quiet strength and a gallant spirit that seemed to have seduced her husband utterly.

Mitch had a particular way with women—a formula of giving and withholding that almost always managed to hook them. Getting them to talk about themselves was the first step; remaining enigmatic was the second. There were other steps, but he used only the first two during that encounter.

Anita approached their target. Deon Simpson couldn't keep his focus on his mistress as Anita got closer. Jocelyn watched his dark eyes drift from his date's face to Anita's curvy form. She hadn't worn stockings, and her brown skin was smooth and supple, glimpses of it flashing from the slit in her short skirt as she walked. Simpson's eyes flitted back to the mistress, then once more to Anita. When

My head drops back and I have a fleeting out-of-body moment where I see myself in the window, my hands tied above my head with my legs wrapped around the neck of Chris Merit, while he does delicious things to my body.

I wiggle an eyebrow. "I get to see you in a tuxedo?" "Better. You can help me take it off.

But just know that I have every intention of making you forget everything but what it feels like to have my tongue and my cock buried inside you." 

You can let go of me, Kayden." "That's not going to happen," he promises, his voice low, as seductive as everything else about this man is, and when I look at him, that wolf is back in his eyes as he adds, "In case I didn't make that point already." ~Surrender

I moan with his words, with the boldness of this man, with the ease at which he can spin my world around and drive me wild. I am close to the sweet spot, moving against his hand, arching into his touch

I will tease you, bite you, and spank you.

But I have every intention of making you forget everything but what it feels like to have my tongue and my cock buried inside you.

He's a tall drink of poison

And some violinist—" "David Garrett." "David Garrett," I repeat, "who you swear will seduce me into loving his music.

My body hums in reply, and I fight the seductive lethargy threatening to consume both my anger, and my capacity for logic.

Something I've wanted to call you for a very long time." "You Tarzan, me Jane?" she asked, teasing him.

Michael was still an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, coated in yum.

Oh, aye. I'm the devil all right. And last night, you were begging to step into the fire.

Damon: "What about me?" Rebekah: "You have a nice behind.

If they really wanted us to resist temptation, they shouldn't a made it so damn tempting.

Teasing's part of the fun that comes before kissing