Intimate Moments Quotes

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“Sexy with a capital SEX.”
Wendy Rosnau, Right Side Of The Law

Heather O'Neill
“Intimacy makes you feel unique. Intimacy makes you feel as though you have been singled out, that someone in the world believes you have special qualities that nobody else has.”
Heather O'Neill

M. Funk
“Intimacy, now there’s a word with a wealth of underutilized dimensions . . . its greater worth may be found in this riddle: name the means by which one embraces tightest without touching and plunges deepest without spilling a drop of blood.”
M. Funk, The Book of True Believer

Harper St. George
“Now if only they have a proper bath and hot water, it would be heavenly."
His eyes deepened. There was no other way to describe them. They darkened somehow and became more intent and serious. He had given her that same look several times now on the trip, and it never failed to make her breasts feel heavier and an ache began deep within her.
"I will make certain of it," he said.
A naughty image of him joining her in the bath flitted across her mind. Did people do that, or was she being depraved?”
Harper St. George, The Devil and the Heiress

“Her last step landed her against him. He stood so close. His arms were raised above her head, ready to move the ladder to the next location. She ducked under his arm, and their bodies brushed. Her shoulder skimmed his chest; her hip tapped his groin.
His intake of breath drew her gaze. He released a short pant. Widened his stance. His zipper no longer lay flat. It bulged. Largely.
Her lips parted on her own indrawn breath. They'd touched, and he'd gotten an erection. Her breasts grew heavy. Her panties dampened. Embarrassingly so.”
Kate Angell, The Cottage on Pumpkin and Vine

Amy Daws
“Now, here we lie, flesh on flesh, hearts on hearts, souls on souls. It’s the most intimate I’ve ever been with a man in my life.”
Amy Daws

Sara Desai
“Are you going to frisk me?" he asked when I stepped in close to measure the width of his shoulders. He smelled of pine and leather and the fresh ocean breeze--- wild and free.
"This is a custom tailor shop, not a police station."
"I might have a dangerous weapon in my pocket," he teased.
I pulled the measuring tape tight under his arms, reminding myself that I was a professional. I was totally unaffected by the rock-hard pecs that flexed under my hands or the fact that I was now so close, I could feel the heat of his body. It was disconcertingly intimate. I'd measured many clients over the years for my dad and not once had I ever felt like I needed an immediate date with my vibrator.”
Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist