“Just these items,” I mutter. Shit, I’m out of time, and I still don’t know if I’m going to see her again.… — E.L. James Fitness Copy Share Image
“Hmm … I pull him deeper into my mouth so I can feel him at the back of my throat and then to… — E.L. James Christian Grey Copy Share Image
“Can I see him again? Could I bear it? Do I want to see him? I close my eyes and tilt my… — E.L. James Grief Copy Share Image
“I turn and gaze at him midway. Chin up Steele, I chide myself. “Oh... by the way, I’m wearing your underwear.” I… — E.L. James Christian Copy Share Image
“I don’t subscribe to luck or chance, Miss Steele. The harder I work the more luck I seem to have. It really… — E.L. James Leadership Copy Share Image
“... I'm laughing at your audacity, Mrs. Lincoln. Christian and I have nothing to do with you. And if I do leave… — E.L. James Children Copy Share Image
“Can I take the cap and gown off now? I feel kind of dorky." You look kind of dorky...my subconscious is at… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“He gazes down at me, his eyes wide and panicked, and all we can hear is the steady stream of water as… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Subject: Sundown Date: June 14 2011 09:35 To: Christian Grey Dear Completely & Utterly Smitten I love waking up with you, too.… — E.L. James Ana Copy Share Image
“I SCOWL WITH frustration at myself in the mirror. Damn my hair—it just won’t behave, and damn Katherine Kavanagh for being ill… — E.L. James Final exams Copy Share Image
“Cold?” Christian asks softly and bends to lick and suckle all the ice cream off me once more, his mouth hot compared… — E.L. James Christian Copy Share Image
“Katherine often teases me that I’m missing the need-a-boyfriend gene, but the truth is I just haven’t met anyone who … well,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Whoa. I’ve never heard him sing, not even in the shower, ever. I frown. He has a lovely voice—of course. Hmm .… — E.L. James Lovely Voice Copy Share Image
“Let me ask you something first. Do you want a regular vanilla relationship with no kinky fuckery at all?" My mouth drops… — E.L. James Kinky Copy Share Image
“I nod, and taking my tea, I head into the library. It’s my refuge. I dig my BlackBerry out of my purse… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“See, that wasn't so bad!" I grin as we tread water. Eventually he smirks at me, obviously relieved. "No, I guess it… — E.L. James Anastasia-steele Copy Share Image
“I hate fighting with you,” he whispers. “Well, stop being such an arse.” He chuckles and the captivating sound reverberates through his… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“You're my lifeline," he whispers and kisses my knuckles before pressing my palm against his. With his eyes wide and full of… — E.L. James Fear Copy Share Image
“He tastes of white wine and apple pie and Christian. I run my fingers through his hair, holding him to me while… — E.L. James Apple pie Copy Share Image
“Coveralls," I reply, and I know I'm no longer screening what's coming out of my mouth. He raises a eyebrow, amused yet… — E.L. James Ana Copy Share Image
“His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate. I bite my lip. “Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Good evening, Mrs. Grey," Christian says softly. He's standing by the piano, dressed in a tight black T-shirt, and jeans...those jeans- the… — E.L. James Christian Copy Share Image
“We didn’t-?” I whisper, my mouth drying in mortified horror as I can’t complete the question. I stare at my hands. “Anastasia,… — E.L. James Ana Copy Share Image
