Quote by Stephen King

“Slowly, as I would with a wounded animal, my hand stretches out and brushes a wave of hair from his forehead. He freezes at…

— Suzanne Collins

“soft. Her hand was so soft, like cat fur, like bird feathers, like...everything soft he could think of. Her thumb caressing the corner of…

— Bonnie Dee

“It was the touch that made him realize he loved her. Warmth from her scalp. Grease from her locks. He entwined his hand in…

— Ali Shaw

“He’s a man whose touch is always warm, a matter of animal significance for someone who is nearly always cold.”

— A.S.A. Harrison

“And revealed my prize. His one hand was covering his shaft but those beautiful big balls were hanging in perfect view. Curly pubic hair…

— James Cox

“Shock stung her into a quivering mass of pleasure when he captured one of her hands and fed it down to the velvet-smooth thickness…

— Michelle Reid

“He looked down, watching her delicate, soft fingers encircle his rock-hard dick and wondering when a hand job had turned him on so much.…

— M.K. Schiller

“Slowly, as I would with a wounded animal, my hand stretches out and brushes a wave of hair from his forehead. He freezes at…

— Suzanne Collins

“Her hand reached up and took a strand of his hair between her fingers. “Simple as that.” She gently pulled on that curl and…

— Sherry Thomas

“He lay, panting heavily in the wet air, and tried feeling bits of himself to see where he might be hurt. Wherever he touched…

— Douglas Adams

“I wrapped my hand around his shaft. He was a big boy like me. Wide and long. He was so pale I could clearly…

— James Cox

“My fur is silky, damn it.”

— Gena Showalter