#seduction

He who does not know how to encircle a girl so that she loses sight of everything he does not want her to see, he who does not know how to poetize himself into a girl so that it is from her that everything proceeds as he wants it-he is and remains a bungler ↗

— Søren Kierkegaard

#johannes #love #poetry #seducer-s-diary #seduction

Wow, she doesn't have any bones. Like, at all. Where the f*ck are her bones? Am I still drunk? Did I sleep with a blow-up doll? Again? I pealed my eyes open one at a time so the rays of sun shining in the room wouldn't make me go blind. Once my eyes adjusted to the light, I looked down and groaned. Nope, not drunk, just hugging a pillow. ↗

— Tara Sivec

#seduction-and-snacks #tara-sivec #humor

Then I speak to her in a language she has never heard, I speak to her in Spanish, in the tongue of the long, crepuscular verses of Díaz Casanueva; in that language in which Joaquín Edwards preaches nationalism. My discourse is profound; I speak with eloquence and seduction; my words, more than from me, issue from the warm nights, from the many solitary nights on the Red Sea, and when the tiny dancer puts her arm around my neck, I understand that she understands. Magnificent language! ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#romance #spanish #seduction

Simon laughed heartily. “I’m afraid the rest of us have to find talents to get our women into bed. Of course once they’re there, I have other talents that keep them right where they are.” “Handcuffs hardly count,” Christian said offhandedly. “If you mean the ladies cuffing me to the bed so they can explore Hunt Island,” he said, rubbing his chest, “…then point taken. These hands are capable of making any female climax by the mere brush of a pinky across her bare breast.” “I must have gone to the wrong island,” I said with a private laugh. ↗

— Dannika Dark

#breast #climax #handcuffs #humor #paranormal

Your boss takes a dim view of SEX? ↗

— Vincent H. O'Neil

#directing #girlfriend #love #murder #mystery

Her lips touched his brain as they touched his lips, as though they were a vehicle of some vague speech and between them he felt an unknown and timid preasure, darker than the swoon of sin, softer than sound or odor. ↗

— James Joyce

#seduction #brain

I am experiencing a measure of excitement combined with increasing pleasure, which is perhaps manifesting as an expression of amusement." It was the first time he had ever used the scales to describe his emotions. "I love it when you talk dirty," I whispered ... ↗

— Karen Lord

#love

Make him love you,” Ruthless Me whispered. “Make it so he can’t live without you. The devil you know.” I felt her growing inside me, bringing with her the insane idea that I actually wielded power with Caleb. ↗

— C.J. Roberts

#devil #power #seduction #sexy #women

He knew that if Michelle entered into the walls of the Vatican, she’d corrupt every single clergyman within, causing them to forsake their vows in trade for a few moments with her. With one glance men would happily follow her to the bowels of hell and swim across the lake of fire to get to her. ↗

— Travis Luedke

#michelle #seduction #sensuality #men

What would you like to do with my neck?’ I asked. ‘Seduce me with your words. Feel free. ↗

— James Lusarde

#erotic-romance #erotica #love #men-and-women #romance