“You're my lifeline," he whispers, and he kisses my knuckles before pressing my palm against his.” — 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
“You love me,” I whisper. His eyes widen further and his mouth opens. He takes a huge breath as if winded. He… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Let me love you," he says hoarsely. "Yes," I answer, and turning, he hauls me into his arms, his lips seeking mine,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I thought I'd broken you." "Broken? Me? Oh no, Ana. Just the opposite." He reaches out and takes my hand. "You're my… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I hug him tightly. “I can’t imagine my life without you, Christian. I love you so much it frightens me.” “Me, too,”… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Well, when you were nearly run over by the cyclist-and i was holding you and you were looking up at me -… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I want to bite this lip,” he murmurs against my mouth, and carefully he tugs at it with his teeth.” — 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
“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
“I'd like to bite that lip," he whispers darkly. I gasp, completely unaware that I am chewing my bottom lip and my… — E.L. James 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 Copy Share Image
“You okay, baby? Cold" "I'm fine." I glance quickly behind us and see the two security guys, whose names I forget, standing… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Seeing him on his knees in front of me, feeling his mouth on me, it's so unexpected and hot. My hands stay… — 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
“Oh Ana!" he cries out loudly as he finds his release, holding me in place as he pours himself into me. He… — E.L. James 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 Copy Share Image
“I gasp, and his mouth swoops down. He’s kissing me, violently. Briefly our teeth clash, then his tongue is in my mouth.… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“But I want more' I whisper. 'More?' he looks down at me puzzled, his eyes darkening. I nod and swallow. Now he… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I want you, Anastasia,” he murmurs. “I love and I hate, and I love arguing with you. It’s very new. I need… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Okay,” I mumble, completely bemused, bewildered, and shell-shocked. He leans over my desk. What now? I am caught in his hypnotic gaze.… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“He grabs me suddenly and yanks me up against him, one hand at my back holding me to him and the other… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Does this mean you’re going to make love to me tonight, Christian?” Holy shit. Did I just say that? His mouth drops… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I was Mrs. Taylor yesterday.” I grin at Taylor, who flushes. “That has a nice ring to it, Miss Steele,” Taylor says… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I’ve something to show you in here,” he murmurs and opens the door. The harsh light of the fluorescents illuminates the impressive… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“My heart beat spikes, and I think I’m panting. Jeez, I’m a quivering, moist mess, and he hasn’t even touched me. I… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I still want more," I whisper. "I know," he says. "I'll try." I blink up at him, and he reliquishes my hand… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I would have told you earlier, but as it was your birthday . . . What do you give the man who… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“He grasps my head between his hands and kisses me hard, his teeth pulling at my lower lip again. He shifts slightly,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“He moves suddenly so that his hand is cupping my sex, and one of his fingers sinks slowly into me. His other… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I smile at the thought. And finally, there’s a key. “To my heart and soul,” he whispers. Tears prick my eyes. I… — 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
“He moves suddenly so that his hand is cupping my sex, and one of his fingers sinks slowly into me. His other… — 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
