Quotes About Seduction

You're looking at that chick like you want to roll her up in a taco and put your hot sauce all over her.

I'm going down 2 Alphabet Street I'm gonna crown the first girl that I meet I'm gonna talk so sexy She'll want me from my head 2 my feet.

Wear perfume wherever you want to be kissed!

I want you. Bad. Right now. Against the wall. On my bed. The floor and maybe in the bathroom later. I have a shower stall and a Jacuzzi we could put to really good use. I know you'd like it.

Guys don't really care, they just want to get the clothes off.

Equations are the devil's sentences.

The way to a man's heart is through his stomach...just make sure you thrust upward through his ribcage.

Advertising: the science of arresting the human intelligence long enough to get money from it.

I coveted you. I had no right to want you--but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look what's become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire.

She grabbed my left ball, so we left the ball and I balled her.

Men can cheat because there are so many women willing to give themselves to a man who doesn't belong to them.

when a man approaches you, he has a plan. And the main plan is to sleep with you, or to find out what it takes to sleep with you.

a man always wants something. Always. And when it comes to women, that plan is always to find out two things: (1) if you're willing to sleep with him, and (2) if you are, how much it will cost to get you to sleep with him.

I feel like there is always something trying to pull us back into sleep, that there is this sort of seductive quality in all the hedonistic pleasures that pull on us.

I often think that a slightly exposed shoulder emerging from a long satin nightgown packs more sex than two naked bodies in bed.

The city of angels? It's the city of devils. The city of smiling cobras.

It's so much fun to play the bad girl. Everybody has that little side of them they never really get to get out.

when the down on the nape of her neck

We adults have transformed our society of the spectacle into a pedagogical society whose overwhelming competition, willfully ignorant, has eclipsed the school and the university. The media long ago took over the function of teaching— the time when one hears and sees, the time of seduction and consequence.

Any woman would have to be dead not to be attracted to the walking mass of sexy that was Erik MacGregor.

Shock stung her into a quivering mass of pleasure when he captured one of her hands and fed it down to the velvet-smooth thickness of his penis, then urged her to stroke it between her legs.

In a second or two he would get up and join her in the shower he could hear running--consolidate his place with some very passionate seed-sowing and at the same time he would make Nell fall in love with him again.

I kissed her hand. My seduction technique is best filed under Obvious.

It smelled of oily flowers, like the worn pillowcases of long-ago lovers.