“No, I’m doing this because I’ve finally met someone I want to spend the rest of my life with.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I can’t stay. I know what I want and you can’t give it to me, and I can’t give you what you… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I know I’ve not had these things in my past, but I want them in my future.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Let me, please.” My voice is soft and cajoling. I want to undress my husband, my Fifty.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I need him to want me like I want and need him, and deep down I know that's not possible.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I've never wanted more, until I met you." I gasp, reeling. Oh my. Isn't this what I want? He wants more. He… — 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
“Please him! He wants me to please him! I think my mouth drops open. Please Christian Grey. And I realize, in that… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“This is me, Ana. All of me...and I'm all yours. What do I have to do to make you realize that? To… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Good. Until tomorrow, perhaps." I cant just leave. I have to let her know I'm interested. "Oh, and Anastasia? I'm glad Miss… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I don't want anything to happen to you. You being hurt...that thought fills me with dread. I can't promise not to interfere,… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“Because we're getting to know each other, and you're stubborn and cantankerous and moody and difficult.” — E.L. James Copy Share
“His magic is powerful, intoxicating. I'm a butterfly caught in his net, unable and unwilling to escape. I'm his … totally his". (Ana to Christian)” — E.L. James Copy Share
“My world was ordered, calm, and controlled, then you came into my life with your smart mouth, your innocence, your beauty, and your quiet… — E.L. James Copy Share
