Quote by Meredith Duran Download Open image ““How could any woman's skin be so soft? It was as if the world had never touched her.”” — Meredith Duran ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“There is something so marvelous about women comfortable in their own skin.” — Jen Hatmaker Copy Share Image
“She dragged the soft cloth up and up, the fabric tickling along his sensitized skin. He trembled. Never had he been so responsive to… — Angela Quarles Copy Share Image
“Her face burned with shame. Even wedded and sharing a bed, no man would touch a woman as he had touched her.” — Arla Dahl Copy Share Image
“That was how she felt, right then. As if there was too much of her, as if her skin was tight with muchness. She… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“If you consider a woman less pure after you’ve touched her maybe you should take a looks at your hands.” — Kaija Sabbah Copy Share Image
“She had something that is gone from the world, from the female world. A sweetness without sentimentality, a limpidity without naivety. She was so… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
“And it was good just to hold her and touch the softness of her skin. He wanted to hold her hard, not to hurt… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“It was so easy for women,their arms opened out instinctively and they gathered in whatever hurt there was and that was that, they didn't… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“But nothing could touch her because there was nothing to touch.” — Lilian Pizzichini Copy Share Image
“She had perfect skin, so free of blotches or wrinkles, her face so perfect and character-free she could have just popped out of the… — Gillian Flynn Copy Share Image
“No, thank you. I prefer my liquor cold.' 'Right. Or in a pipe, I suppose.' Phin's brow lifted. 'What a clumsy way to drink… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Miss Masters was not content with threatening to hire away his staff, oh no. First, she had to perfume it.” — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Her face turned to the window, and he saw her swallow. She was not as calm as she appeared, but for some reason, it… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“the kiss he gave her when he pulled her head down was slow and deep, a leisurely address that reached into her like the… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“She had told the truth: she did not like to dance. Men assumed that a spinster wanted for excitement. Dried-up. They made a point… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Here was a new lesson for her, then: it was possible to behave like an utter goose in front of a man, and then… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“She wished he could make her somehow indelibly his; that they were still children so they could cut their fingers and mingle their blood… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Surely this is what death would be like: nothingness, oblivion, as the world continued to turn, heedless of her absence.” — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“The cat's tail was straying into her face again; she was forced to expel air in a most unbecoming fashion to avoid a mouthful… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Speak plainly, sir.' '*Sir*? I say, Lyd. Are you always so formal with men you've made love with?' The whip of her head caused… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image