Quotes About Seduction

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Graham loved the way she turned her head, artlessly giving him her less perfect profile. He could see the pulse in her throat, and remembered suddenly and completely the taste of salt on her skin.

She yawns for men and not with her mouth. She weeps for men and not with her eyes. She drinks men down, she is a cave for men.

E poi disse la cosa più sottile, l'astuto seduttore: disse questo, che l'amante è più divino dell'amato perché Dio è nel primo ma non nell'altro – forse il pensiero più tenero che sia mai stato pensato e dal quale sgorga la malizia e la più segreta voluttà del desiderio.

Mire, la muerte es digna de honores en tanto es la cuna de la vida, el seno materno de la renovación. Sin embargo, vista como la antítesis de la vida y separada de ella se convierte en un fantasma, en una máscara horrenda o en algo peor todavía. Porque la muerte entendida como fuerza espiritual independiente es una fuerza enteramente depravada; cuya perversa seducción sin duda es sinónimo del más espantoso extravío del espíritu humano.

Para un joven adepto un poco perplejo, que no estaba, sin embargo, falto de experiencia en el dominio de las cosas prohibidas, tal suposición no sólo era extravagante, sino que resultaba seductora hasta el punto de imponérsele con toda la apariencia lógica de la verdad.

film and calculus, both pornographies of flight.

Reader, she bit him.

Aaron looked hastily away. One innocent smile, and in his mind, he'd kissed her, stripped her and had her whispering his name between frenzied moans.

This, Mrs Munroe, is the scent of intoxication and desire. The perfume of seduction.

fragrance is an aspiration. A goal. Not just a tool of seduction but of power and status.

Do you know what this dress is for?' Miss Waverly whispered. Eva shook her head. 'Seduction!' The word disturbed Eva; it was laden with the murky enticements of sin, dangerous moral ambiguity and the certain promise of future remorse. But even worse than that was the implication of mysterious skills that remained beyond her comprehension.

Her honey-coloured hair fell in heavy wavesbelow her shoulders and as she stared up at him her eyes, clear, speckled amber, seemed to tilt at the corners; her brows were black and swept up in arcs, and she had thick black lashesh. There was about her a kind of warm luxuriance, something immediately suggestive to the men of pleasurable fulfillment- something for which she was not responsible but of which she was acutely conscious.

Are you going to last if I start nibbling at your ankles and work my way up?" "No. You might make it to my knee, but only if I think about starving children and venereal warts.

There's a bit of a difference between a guy lying back being all sexy and come hither and mmrowr-worthy, and a man who has a toy stuffed parrot hanging from his nips.

Liam tossed the top half of the sleeping bag aside and snagged the end of her shirt and jacket. Her jeans were next, the moonlight bright enough he could see the masses of freckles on her pale skin and the starkness of Carly's matching black lace underwear. "Do you always wear things like that?" "They make me feel sexy." She didn't need anything to be sexy. "Any sexier and I'd keel over now.

When you've got three thousand chicks in front of you that are ripping off their panties and throwing them at you, you realize what an awesome power you have unleashed.

Logic is what the devil likes most.

Crooked cards and straight whiskey, Slow horses and fast women.

I may not here omit those two main plagues, and common dotages of human kind, wine and women, which have infatuated and besotted myriads of people. They go commonly together.

Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one--the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts,...Your affectionate uncle, Screwtape.

Once, she'd dressed up as a French maid. Another time it was a candy striper. Both outfits had really revved him up.

Wlepia? oczy w wymalowane kurwy jak g?odny w plastry ciel?ciny

A luxúria reside menos na exibição integral do que naquela breve nesga de carne mal e mal entrevista entre a luva e a manga.