“If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Thank you, baby," he breathes, covering my upturned face in soft feather-light kisses. I open my eyes and gaze up at him,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“What can I do to make you understand I will not run? What can I say?" He gazes at me, revealing his… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I will never get enough of you. Don't leave me," he murmurs and kisses my belly. "I'm not going anywhere, Christian, and… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Inside, I'm doing graceful cartwheels in my head, knowing full well that's the only place I can do graceful cartwheels.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“If that isn't a declaration of love, I don't know what is. And the words tumble out of me—a dam breached.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Ten thousand dollars." I hear Lily's gasp of disbelief behind me. Oh fuck. "Fifteen" Twenty," counters Christian quietly. Twenty-five," the stranger says.… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Trust me, They want you. They want what's mine." He pulls me against him, and I lift my arms to his shoulders,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Don't cry, Ana, please," he murmurs against my mouth. "It was long ago. I am aching for you to touch me, but… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“You're not celibate, then?" I breathe. Amusement lights up his eyes. "No, Anastasia, I'm not celibate.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“To: Christian Grey You've made me cry again. I love the iPad. I love the songs. I love the British Library App.… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I feel the color in my cheeks rising again. I must be the color of The Communist Manifesto.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Do you trust me Ana?" Ana! "Yes,I do."I respond spontaneously, not thinking...because it's true-I do trust him. "Well,then"he looks relieved. "The rest… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I want your world to begin and end with me," he says, his expression raw.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“And so a pattern develops: wake, work cry. sleep. I can't even escape him in my dreams. Gray burning eyes, his lost… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Do you want me to kiss you. Anastasia?" he whispers softly in my ear. "Yes," I breathe. "Where?" "Everywhere.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“From: Christian Grey Subject: Shenaniwhatagans? Date: June 15, 2011 09:32 To: Anastasia Steele You don't have to work, Anastasia. You have no… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Would you like something to eat?" I ask. He nods slowly. "Yes. You." he murmurs.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Do you know what you mean to me?" he murmurs, "If something happened to you, because of me..." His voice trails off,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“P.S. I also note that you included the Stalker's Anthem "Every Breath You Take" I do enjoy our sense of humor, but… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“You're used of taking care to people." The edge in his voice attracts my attention, and I glance up at him. "What… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I know you’re rolling your eyes at me,” he murmurs, and I hear the trace of humor in his voice.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Don’t,” he murmurs, then kisses me lightly. “Why don’t you like to be touched?” I whisper, staring up into soft gray eyes. “Because I’m… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I’ve been so busy I haven’t managed to contact her since this morning, but she’s been hovering at the edge of my consciousness all… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Let me ask you something first. Do you want a regular vanilla relationship with no kinky fu*kery at all?” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“And the baby?" The words are anguished, breathless. "The baby's fine, Mr. Grey." "Oh, thank God." The words are litany... a prayer, "Oh, thank… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“No. No!” he says. “I . . .” He looks wildly around the room. For inspiration? For divine intervention? I don’t know. “You can’t… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Because we're getting to know each other, and you're stubborn and cantankerous and moody and difficult.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
