Quotes About Seduction

Well, Rosalind has still to meet the man she can't outdistance. Honestly, Alec, she treats men terribly. She abuses them and cuts them and breaks dates with them and yawns in their faces--and they come back for more. They love it. They hate it. She's a--she's a sort of vampire, I think--and she can make girls do what she wants usually--only she hates girls.

You want life to be a chain of flirtation with a man for every link. Want it to be one! You mean I've found it one.

He fought with a desire to kiss her again, even tenderly, and began to tell her that she was being unwise, but before he got really started at this handsome project, she was in his arms again, and whispering something that he had to accept, since it was wrapped up in a kiss.

Gillespie: And you haven't kissed me for two weeks. I had an idea that after a girl was kissed she was--was--on. Rosalind: Those days are over. I have to be won all over again every time you see me.

To hold a man a woman has to appeal to the worst in him.

He lit Daisy's cigarette from a trembling match, and sat down with her on a couch far across the room, where there was no light save what the gleaming floor bounced in from the hall.

She sat there admiring the beauty of the light amber fluid in the clear bottle, the way the condensation on the Miller bottle ran down the black and gold label, like it was a fine piece of art. That was the problem with alcohol. It was so beautiful to look at, how could you resist it? And what kind of place could be more inviting and seductive than a truly elegant cocktail bar?

It's not often that I'm being called femme fatale.

I was about sixteen when I discovered that music could get you laid, so I got into music boy, didn't matter what you looked like either, you could be a geeky looking guy but if you played music, whoa, you'd get the girls.

Sometimes America gets tempted by the glitz and glamour.

There's no point thinking, 'Well, my life's certainly worked out, I've got all the answers.' It would be wrong for me to say that I don't get seduced by certain things. That things don't become tempting.

It's true I always try to be as seductive as possible but I wouldn't be here if I couldn't play tennis.

He had a way with him. Before you had a chance to say no, he was there and done. That only happened to me once before, with a duke, who literally swept me off my feet, and before I knew what was happening, we'd done it. Another terrible mistake.

I'm desperate to get inside Lucy's pants

Now I'm gonna take her to a hotel room and have a damned good sha—

No ha visto usted nunca a esos pájaros ridículos que bailan hasta la extenuación para conquistar a la hembra? Así era Arturo Belano, un pavorreal presumido y tonto. Y el realismo visceral, su agotadora danza de amor hacia mi. Pero el problema era que yo ya no lo amaba. Se puede conquistar a una muchacha con un poema, pero no se la puede retener con un poema. Vaya, ni siquiera con un movimiento poético.

His sense of humor is purely cheap vaudeville, yet everyone falls for it.

I'm going to lick you all over before this night is over, Sara, ... Suck your nipples until you are crazy with need, then spread you wide and lick you until you come and then, I'm going to do it all over again. I'm going to make sure you are so thoroughly fucked that being fucked has a new meaning.

I grew up believing that rice was to nourish and that tea was to heal. Now I understand that tea is also to connect and to dream. That seduction is deeper and more profound than could happen with any man.

It's hard for a snake to go back to Hell once its had a taste of Heaven.

When they reached the stairs, he didn't make her climb them herself. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the big bathroom off their bedroom. He didn't speak, his expression didn't soften. But he was hard. His cock was like a poker, steely and hot against her hip. His eyes blazed with lust.

As she had stated earlier, he wasn't an animal. Well, he was, but there was a side of him that was more than instinct as well. There was the strategist, and soon, there would be the seducer. No battle was won purely with a show of strength, he told himself as he left her room, closing the door quietly behind him. Every battle won was done so with the right strategy as well as the proper weapons. He simply had to determine when and where to begin the first skirmish.

Malachi had warned her that a Breed, once certain that the woman he wanted was drawn to him, could only be turned away if he knew the object of his lust, his affection, or whatever they called it, if her objections were stronger than her need. Breeds didn't force the sexual aspects, they didn't stalk, nor did they harass. They charmed, cajoled and teased. They built the hunger and the need until their potential lovers fell willingly into their arms.

She heard a male groan, but whose it was she wasn't certain. "They'll just watch," he whispered as his head lifted. "Watch me eat every perfect inch of your body this time. That's all. No pressure, Kelly.