Hands on your hips, a smile on your lips, spirit in your heart, we're ready to start! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Hey,” he called after her, his hands on his hips, “are therapists supposed to give patients heart attacks?” — Dana Marton Copy Share Image
“Hands on hips, she cast him a narrowed-eye gaze. “Move.” “You’re not leaving.” “And you’re not stopping me.” — Lia Davis Copy Share Image
“One might be a coincidence.” Hands on her hips, she turned back. “Put them together it’s a pattern.” — J.D. Robb Copy Share Image
“My mother plants her hands on her hips, peevish. “Is that the best welcome you can come up with? Why don’t you… — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“Pelagia put her hands on her hips, taking advantage of the superiority implicit in the fact that she was standing and he… — Louis de Bernières Copy Share Image
“Oh no! My subconscious slams down her Complete Works of Charles Dickens, leaps up from her armchair, and puts her hands on… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Hey, dick head," he yelled with hands on his hips. "Don't even think of coming back here and telling me you shook… — Ann Lister Copy Share Image
“How about now,” he said, gesturing over his shoulder. “In my bed.” I put my hands on my hips, staring at him.… — Mary Calmes Copy Share Image
“Shanna planted her hands on her hips. "Getting drunk is not going to solve your problems." "Aye, but t'will make me no'… — Kerrelyn Sparks Copy Share Image
“I’m not getting out and don’t come any closer to my car. I’ll spray you; I swear I will.” Jason put his… — Toye Lawson Brown Copy Share Image
My hands on your hips when we grind. Im fantasizing bout what Im gonna do to you. Got me fiening for her… — J Holiday Copy Share Image
“His convictions were immediately reduced to eggshells. Call it weakness. Call it lack of conviction. Call it love. But he just couldn’t… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“Take off your boots, please.” He set his feet apart and brought his hands to his hips. He let his gaze slide… — Dana Marton Copy Share Image
“... she turned to him with her hands on her hips and said, “Take off your shoes and go stand in the… — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
Cara waggled a hand over the two of them. "It works better with your clothes off." Richard frowned. His voice came as… — Terry Goodkind Copy Share Image
“Okay, what do I do here?" he asked. I didn't answer. I just danced. "What are you doing? I can't do that.… — Hilary Duff Copy Share Image
“It will be a welcome change for her to feel his hands on her hips and his breath in her hair; She's… — Donna Lynn Hope Copy Share Image
“I put my hands on my hips. “What’s wrong with the way I look?” “Come on, Vi,” he says, keeping his voice… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“Am I doing it right?” he asks as he speeds up his movements. I hear the nervousness in his voice. My hands… — Candi Kay Copy Share Image
“Shall we dance?” She takes a moment to answer, as if the question has thrown her. “Um— okay.” He cannot tell if… — Romina Garber Copy Share Image
“He settled his big hands on her hips. He let them slide slowly down to cup her ass which she had jammed… — Sophie Littlefield Copy Share Image
“He propelled himself in and out of me, his hands and hips working in sync to fuck me, not fast, not slow,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“His shoulders were distractingly large with his hands on his hips. I was no light weight, but if he was willing to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“His hands find my hips and his breathing slows. What are we doing? What is this exactly? He lowers his head and… — Skyla Madi Copy Share Image
“Yeah, I was just curious. I concentrated on my footsteps. Yeah, well, next time you think about stepping into rock concerts you… — Holly Hood Copy Share Image
“Well, you may as well come on in,” she said with attitude. He stepped in and she closed the door, then put… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share Image
“Don’t you like them?” She ran her fingers across the waistband of her panties. “I’m afraid I can’t appreciate them in such… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“I put my hands on my hips, not caring if I sounded like a Billingsgate fishwife. “Yes, it was a dangerous thing… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share Image
“Still, he moved slowly, taking his time as much to prolong this moment as to gauge her reaction. He laid his hands… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
