520 Quotes About Hot

It was so difficult to dress appropriately when the seasons changed – the British weather was the nothing if not erratic. Spring was the worst – freezing in Brighton this morning and then practically tropical in Knightsbridge in the afternoon.

Didn't you know I was out here, just waiting for a friend like you?""Of course I didn't know. I'd have been dancing on top of every bar in town, instead of studying, if I'd known that.""Tell me not to kiss you," he said, when his lips were a breath away from mine."Don't kiss me," I told him, my voice a breathless rasp."Mean it," he said, crowding me into the corner of the pool.He tilted my chin up with his finger."I can't," I gasped.The words had barely left my lips before he was kissing me.

Things only get darker from here, doll. Might want to hold my hand for this.

It's just not as hot without biting, scratching, and spanking, involved.

Finished with the fries, I licked the salt off my finger as I lifted my gaze.Aiden's eyes flared silver, and something warm unfurled in my stomach. I put my other finger to my lips—Holy baby daimons everywhere, what the hell was I doing? I grabbed a napkin, wiping furiously at my fingers. Across from me, heat roared off Aiden.

Zane stole her breath and her common sense with just a smile. When he actually touched her, it was even worse.

V’s reference to his age, specifically the difference between them, only pissed Zane off more. He hated that she used that as an excuse. She’d tried it one other time, and if he remembered correctly, she’d been sprawled out beneath him in ten seconds flat, begging him to let her come.

what’s meant for you will reach you in time, and if you embrace it with your arms wide open it might just stay with you forever and bless you with more happiness than you could ever envision.

I watched him take a drink, swirl it around in his mouth like a fine wine, and then swallow it. The working of his throat made me hot, but that was nothing compared to what the intensity of his stare did to me. “Not bad,” he murmured. “Tell me if we made it right.” He kissed me.