E.L. James
He tastes of white wine and apple pie and Christian. I run my fingers through his hair, holding him to me while our tongues explore and curl and twist around each other, my blood heating in my veins. We're breathless when Christian pulls away.
— E.L. James
How could he mean so much to me in such a short time?
— E.L. James
I am crying over the loss of something I never had. How ridiculous. Mourning something that never was – my dashed hopes, dashed dreams, and my soured expectations.
— E.L. James
I cannot be with someone who takes pleasure in inflicting pain on me, someone who can’t love me.
— E.L. James
I'd like to bite that lip.
— E.L. James
I don't want anything to happen to you. You being hurt...that thought fills me with dread. I can't promise to not interfere, not if I think you'll come to harm." He pauses and takes a deep breath. "I love you, Anastasia. I will do everything in my power to protect you. I can't imagine my life without you.
— E.L. James
If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.
— E.L. James
I glance down his body. He's still wearing his shorts and his shirt, and I still have my T-shirt on. Jeez-- talk about wham, bam, thank you ma'am.
— E.L. James
I have fallen for someone who's so emotionally shut down, I will only get hurt.
— E.L. James
I hug him tightly. “I can’t imagine my life without you, Christian. I love you so much it frightens me.” “Me, too,” he breathes. “My life would be empty without you. I love you so much.
— E.L. James
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