Quotes About Seduction

Kitty] was the type of woman Hamilton found irresistible: pretty, coquettish, somewhat spoiled, and always ready for flirtatious banter.

Don't underestimate the attraction of your ass, Roscoe, whatever you do.

Her breasts rested on the edge of the table.

You feel like butter, he whispered, and velvet.

Words on a page were seductive, free, inviting everyone, without distinction.

You have corrupted my imagination and inflamed my blood...

So," Wanda cried, "a woman in furs is nothing more than a large cat, a charged electric battery?

Venus in Furs has caught his soul in the red snares of hair. He will paint her, and go mad.

Dangerous forces lie within me. You awaken them, and not to your advantage. You know how to paint pleasure, cruelty, arrogance in glowing colors.

Watch out, I have a large, very large fur, with which I could cover you up entirely, and I have a mind to catch you in it as in a net.

Yes, I am cruel—since you take so much delight in that word-and am I not entitled to be so? Man is the one who desires, woman the one who is desired. This is woman's entire but decisive advantage. Through his passion nature has given man into woman's hands, and the woman who does not know how to make him her subject, her slave, her toy, and how to betray him with a smile in the end is not wise.

Harold Brodie is a louse and a lothario who cheats at cards and has a different girl in his rumble seat every week. That coupe of his is pos-i-tute-ly a petting palace. And he's a terrible kisser to boot." Evie's parents stared in stunned silence. "Or so I've heard.

Before the Devil breaks you, first he will make you love him. Beware, little sister. Beware the King of Crows!

In this man's smile was all the unfairness of the world in its thuggish seduction. "Just come with me. We'll take care of you." "No, you won't." Taylor stroked the man's cheek. She reached her arms up to cradle the back of his head and, with the skill of a champion, she broke his neck. Then she dragged him into the bushes, took his gun and walkie-talkie, and kept moving.

Before the devil breaks you, first he will make you love him.

Pleasure was a siren, luring her to experience more

Do you want me? she whispered, licking him again. She felt very warm, and slightly drunk with her feminine power. Desire was unfurling inside her, opening like a flower. Her breasts throbbed, and she rubbed them against his leg. He gave a strangled laugh, almost undone by her natural sensuality. Look a few inches to your right and tell me what you think.

Calmly, deliberately, he moved his hands down to her breasts and molded his fingers over them. Jay inhaled sharply, and he said, Easy, easy, as he stroked the soft mounds. Steve, no. But her eyes were closing as warm pleasure built in her, her blood beating slowly and powerfully through her veins. His thumbs rubbed over her nipples and she quivered, her breasts beginning to tighten. You're so soft. His voice roughened even more. God, how I've wanted to touch you. Come here, sweetheart.

Her lips parted slightly in a smile so female it took his breath away, and her deep blue eyes beckoned him, dared him. Once again her hips lifted. What are you waiting for? she breathed. For you, he answered, and even as he lost himself in the mindless ecstasy of making love to her, the truth of that remained. He'd waited for her forever.

She smiled in the darkness. "It is a magic dick," she teased, hoping she could get a laugh out of him. "No magic involved. It's just angles and self-control, honey, angles and self-control. But you can think I have a magic dick as long as you want to.

The bar lights glittered on the wet pavement, and jazz wailed out of the open doors of the bars, collinding with the more discordant, driving beats coming from the strip joints, where bored-looking dancers, both male and female, gyrated their hips and humped poles and pretended to be sexy.

I want to be a society vampire, you see.

...the need to overawe people and demand obedience from them is powerful and seductive. It is a part of that world that the kingdom of heaven is not of.

Sadness of any sort is also seductive, particularly if it seems deep-rooted, even spiritual, rather than needy or pathetic—it makes people come to you.