Quote by Christi Caldwell Download Open image ““the soft flesh of her palm, he forced his”” — Christi Caldwell ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“He loved the feel and smell of her palm and because he was one of those men who was always ultimately looking to dissolve… — Glen Duncan Copy Share Image
“He could have flung his arms about her hips and held her still, for his arms were trembling with desire to seize her and… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“He guided her hands lower, over her own soft belly, her hips, the tops of her thighs. The oils they spread there left a… — Arla Dahl Copy Share Image
“His power reached out to her like physical touch of a lover, sending tingles over her skin. His sculptured body moved in a sensual,… — Lia Davis Copy Share Image
“She twisted her hips in time to his rhythm, riding his hand. He couldn’t stop himself from dipping inside her heat, groaning when she… — Taryn Elliott Copy Share Image
“When he felt her fingers, he flinched; he had not been touched with such gentleness since his childhood. He was no stranger to women… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
“She touched him, placing her hand over his curled fingers, straightening them so that they were palm to palm, then she interlaced her fingers… — Sherry Thomas Copy Share Image
“With other women he had not been able to touch their flesh without experiencing the desire to devour it, as though ravenous with an… — Émile Zola Copy Share Image
“The idea of committing her body to the hands of a man she trusted was freeing, liberating in a way she couldn't quite explain,… — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,” — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“Her glance, the touch of her hand, set him aflame. He kissed the palm of his hand where she had touched it, and went… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“He wanted to consume her, devour her, possess her completely. He needed to own her gorgeous, pure flesh. He yearned to slice her skin,… — Jessica Satin Copy Share Image
“If he so much as mentioned the absence of any trunks or material possessions that constituted things she could attend to, by God, she'd… — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
“He thinned his eyes into razor slits and took a step toward Constance Brandley. “Let us be clear, madam. ‘Company’ implies one who is… — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
“Why would the blasted organ splinter apart if she weren't in love with him?” — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
“Life is horrible and unfair and terrifying. But those are not reasons to stop living.” — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
“I’ve learned it is best to simply look at a person not as a title or category they might fit in to, but rather… — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
“Are you calling into question my honor, ma’am?” he demanded in terse ducal tones his grandfather would have been impressed by. The woman snorted.… — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
“I was trying so hard, and I was so frustrated, that I could not see anything beyond the pressure I placed on myself.” Ryker” — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
“Sometimes honesty and cruelty go hand in hand, do they not?” she asked softly and released the curtain. It fluttered into place. “Sometimes honesty… — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
“By God, I can’t sort out whether you’re insolent as brass or missing a brain between your ears.” “If I’m forced to choose from… — Christi Caldwell Copy Share Image
