Hector Bellerin Quotes

He never hurries. He never shows his cards. He always hangs up first....Like when we first started talking on the phone, he would always be the one who got off first. When we kissed, he always pulled away first. He always kept me just on the edge of crazy. Feeling like I wanted him too much, which just made me want him more....[It was] excruciating and wonderful. It feels good to want something that bad. I thought about him the way you think about dinner when you haven't eaten for a day and a half. Like you'd sell your soul for it.

Desire increases when fulfillment is postponed.

Patience, grasshopper," I counseled. "You don't want to seem overeager." "Right, that's why I said tomorrow," he said. "I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow.

I think women are sexy when they got some clothes on. And if later they take them off then you've triumphed. Somebody once said it's what you dont see you're interested in, and this is true.

I think that it's sexier not to show everything. I feel that people's imaginations can do way more.

O Polly, you might have toyed and kissed, by keeping men off, you keep them on.

Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

What's important is you mustn't focus too early and try to play the game before it actually begins.

You dress to impress," I said approvingly. "No, Angel." He leaned in, his teeth softly grazing my ear. "I undress to impress.

She make me beg for it until she give it up

Waiting is a dry desert between where we are and where we want to be. (Finding My Way Home)

I'm sorry," he breathed. "You're just extremely irresistible." "Strange, men have been resisting me for years.

You must learn to wait properly.

Dead or not, you must be bored with women telling you how you look like the hottest, most exotic wet dream they’ve ever had. No wonder the thought of you, grapes, and some scented massage oils crossed my mind – and if you drop that towel again, I’m going to need a cold shower.

Love can wait to give; it is lust that can't wait to get.

There is something about you that makes me feel terribly wicked. You make me want to do shocking things. Maybe it's because you're so proper. Your necktie is never crooked, and your shoes are always shiny. And your shirts are so starchy. Sometimes when I look at you, I want to tear off all your buttons. Or set your trousers on fire. I've so often wondered-are you ticklish, my lord?

I start to unbutton his shirt. "Got to get these clothes off," I mutter. "You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that." Smile. Lopsided. Sexy.

Beautiful and diabolical. You make me impatient indeed to claim you.

But like a gambler at a slot machine, hoping the next spin would change her life for the better, she closed in before she lost her nerve. Taking his hand, she pulled him toward her, near enough to feel his body against her. She looked up at him, tilting her head slightly as she leaned in. Mike, recognizing what was happening but still having trouble believing it, tilted his head and closed his eyes, their faces drawing near.

The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called "spannungsbogen" -- which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp that thing.

Lust carries her sharp whip At her own girdle.

All want power, but few will wait to gain it for themselves.

Our willingness to wait reveals the value we place on the object we're waiting for.

Power is what they like - it is the greatest of all aphrodisiacs.

were you sleeping?" He chuckles. "Not by a long shot. I was just tryin' to convince myself not to make a move on you.