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“I loved what you were playing.” He dipped his head and took her lips again, nibbling on the bottom one. When he pulled away,…

— Nikki Lynn Barrett

“She looks at me and at Dave. She looks out the curtain and strums her guitar. "Yeah," she says. "Oh yeah. This I can…

— Cath Crowley

“The hand touched my cheek again. It wasn’t soft and cool like Gina’s. It was warm, with calloused fingertips like those of…. ….a guitar…

— Jeri Smith-Ready

“Were you looking for this, Nik?” He took out a tiny triangular piece of plastic. His guitar pick. “My heart. You missed.”

— Brodi Ashton

“I took his hands, and his long fingers slid under the cuffs of my shirt to finger the first of the metal bands embedded…

— Hailey Edwards

“He bent down burying his face in my neck. I reached back to grab onto the iron bars behind me to hold myself up.…

— Myra McEntire

“The heat rose up my neck, wrapped fingers over my face. His hair fell around me, and I could smell nothing but him. The…

— Madeline Miller

“The air felt thick with the feeling between us, like it was filling the room: a room full of our carnal heat, our hot…

— Fiona Thrust

“In Tacoma, Washington, I speared myself on my guitar’s whammy bar – it went right through my hand. I went into shock,”

— Pete Townshend

“Well", he drawled."You do know what they say about guitarrists. I think nimbleness beats ball grabbing and body tackling any day of the week."…

— Ron C. Nieto

“You know how hot it makes me when you're angry, babe. You kicked his ass. You threw the first punch. I'm hard as a…

— Adriane Leigh

“Then, I feel it; it was a hot that was like a burning sword, fine, slicing my skin in pieces, and not even my…

— Ana Plascencia