Beloved Quote by Cassandra Clare

“As soon as he touched her she seemed to wince and stiffen. To embrace her was like embracing a jointed wooden image. And what…

— George Orwell

“His heart was now beating rapidly. He wanted to embrace her, cover her with kisses, caress her hair, touch her breast, stroke her thighs:…

— Andrew M. Greeley

“He buttoned his trousers. Without a word, he took her into his arms again. She had not expected that. She pressed her face into…

— Katharine Ashe

“His hand still rested on her breast, but his fingers had stilled. The touch that had been so agitating now felt comforting. As though…

— Meredith Duran

“When he saw her, he wanted to be with her; when he was with her, he ached to touch her; when he touched even…

— Cassandra Clare

She admired him; she was used to clutching her hands together in his wake and heaving audible sighs.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“He wanted to touch her, to tame her, to take her in his arms and make love to her until they were both exhausted…

— Sarah MacLean

“Lowering his arm again, he gazed at her through the darkness and caught the subtle shimmer of her red hair, visible even in the…

— Tracy Anne Warren

He took her into his arms again, using all his strength to be gentle, and let his lips touch hers so lightly he could…

— Morgan Llywelyn

“Obeying her silent demand, he fused their hips together in a tight, deeply satisfying grinding motion that shot through her like a bolt of…

— Lisa Kleypas

When he thought of her, it rather amazed him, that he had let that girl with her violin go. Now, of course, he saw…

— Ian Mcewan

“Painfully, the tips of his fingers grazed over her neck, torturing her soul. She didn't move as his hand stroked the length of her…

— Keira D. Skye