Quotes About Seduction

Sable hair bisected his pecs and arrowed down to the straight and unequivocal statement of his returned interest. Forcing my gaze to his face, I said, "I really don't think we have time for that." "You know that, and I know that, but HE doesn't believe it." "Believe it," I told HIM. J.X.'s mouth tugged into one of those heart-stopping smiles. "Maybe you should whisper in his ear.

I want to fuck you in those glasses.

Wear something sexy." "Asshole." "That will certainly work.

I'm used to seducing and then killing men when they are at their most vulnerable. Tonight, though, it is me who is fighting the urge to surrender.

Dime, chico... ¿Has bailado con el demonio a la pálida luz de la luna? JACK NAPIER

La juventud muere cuando muere su voluntad de seducción.

Lo sé; una es como es, señorita, una es ignorante y de hombres entiende poco, pero lo poco que una sabe de ellos, en la cama y con ellos lo aprendió, sus hermosos dientes de tiburón me pertenecen, y a mí no podía engañarme aquella noche en la verbena: solamente un pelagatos es capaz de confundir la riqueza con una simple cara bonita y besar de aquel modo tan desesperado y urgente, como si quisiera sorber el mundo con la boca.

A man in cahoots with a woman's sexual instinct was the devil himself, for he had the united power over her—himself and her own longing—greater than a mere man

Many were hostile to Hitler but many more were seduced by the new "faith." It was "buoyant exciting and alive. It was not patronizing. It broke down social barriers, provided pageantry and stimulus." It was, in a nutshell, a new gospel.

We found so much to say, to share, to learn.... For it wasn't just the Marquis de Sade profile and the sporty thighs-and-calves that seduced me. It was even more, perhaps, or certainly just as much, the speed at which you used to read, and still do.

You cannot imagine the power you possess over me. With a look, a sigh, a smile, you reduce me to nothing but hunger.

Tell me something wicked.

Miranda was nineteen. Her experience with men consisted of Winston and himself. Both of whom had heretofore been brotherly figures. The poor girl must be confused as hell. Winston had suddenly decided that she was Venus, Queen Elizabeth, and the Virgin Mary all rolled into one,and Turner had all but forced himself on her. Not exactly an average day in the life of a young country miss

I thought you wanted food," she gasped. "I do," he murmured, tugging on the bodice of her dress. "But I want you more.

I want you. I want you now, in every way a man can want a woman.

Many a woman has been ruined by a single kiss.

Leaning forward, he set out to conquer Miss Henrietta Barrett the same way he'd conquered women across Britain. Simply by being himself.

The topic of rakes has, of course, been previously discussed in this column, and This Author has come to the conclusion that there are rakes, and there are Rakes. Anthony Bridgerton is a Rake.

His hand skimmed softly over her stomach, then he said, "I think I'm a little overdressed, don't you?" Kate's eyes widened as he left the bed and stripped off the rest of his clothing. His body was perfection, his chest finely muscled, his arms and legs powerful, and his— "Oh, my God," she gasped. He grinned. "I'll take that as a compliment." -Anthony & Kate

Las mujeres", explicó con paciencia, "se dedican desde los dieciocho a los veintiún años a afinar sus habilidades sociales. Y cuando piensan que están listas, salen al mundo, asisten a unos bailes, pestañean con coquetería y sonríen seductoramente, y atrapan a un marido. Cuanto más encumbrado sea el título y más dinero tenga, mejor. Y la mitad del tiempo, el pobre desgraciado, ni siquiera sabe cómo ha sucedido.

It was the sort of kiss that seduced with subtlety, sent tingles through her body and left her desperate for more.

Don't be silly. I don't even know the man. And if I did, I would probably run in the opposite direction. He is exactly the sort of man the two of us should avoid at all costs. He could probably seduce an iceberg.

You can be enticed by food, wooed by food, sex, money, or instruments.

She lost her train of thought abruptly as Baird leaned down and gave her a long, slow lick at the exact spot where her right thigh met her body. Liv moaned as he did the same thing on the other side and then pressed his cheek against the top of her mound and rubbed like a cat. Marking me. He's marking me with his scent, like he said he would.