Laylah > Laylah's Quotes

“He grasps my head between his hands and kisses me hard, his teeth pulling at my lower lip again. He shifts slightly, and I can feel something building deep inside me, like before. I start to stiffen as he thrusts on and on. My body quivers, bows; a sheen of sweat gathers over me. Oh my … I didn’t know it would”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“This is mine,” he whispers aggressively. “All mine. Do you understand?”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“You are mine,” he whispers. “Only mine. Don’t forget it.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“All that is mine is now yours. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love as we both shall live.” - Christian Grey”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“I don't know whether to worship at your feet or spank the living shit out of you.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“I lay awake for hours and watched you sleep," he murmurs. "I might have loved you even then.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“But I'm a selfish man. I've wanted you since you fell into my office. You are exquisite, honest, warm, strong, witty, beguilingly innocent; the list is endless. I'm in awe of you. I want you, and the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twisting in my dark soul.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“I want you, Anastasia,” he murmurs. “I love and I hate, and I love arguing with you. It’s very new. I need to know that we’re okay. It’s the only way I know how.”
“My feelings for you haven’t changed,” I whisper.
His proximity is overwhelming, exhilarating. The familiar pull is there, all my synapses goading me toward him, my inner goddess at her most libidinous. Staring at the patch of hair in the V of his shirt, I bite my lip, helpless, driven by desire—I want to taste him there.
He’s so close, but he doesn’t touch me. His heat is warming my skin.
“I’m not going to touch you until you say yes,” he says softly. “But right now, after a really shitty morning, I want to bury myself in you and just forget everything but us.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“This way,” he murmurs and abruptly is inside me once more, but he doesn’t start his usual punishing rhythm straight away. He leans over, releases my hands, and pulls me upright so I am practically sitting on him. His hands move up to my breasts, and he palms them both, tugging gently on my nipples. I groan, tossing my head back against his shoulder. He nuzzles my neck, biting down, as he flexes his hips, deliciously slowly, filling me again and again.
“Do you know how much you mean to me?” he breathes against my ear.
“No,” I gasp.
He smiles against my neck, and his fingers curl around my jaw and throat, holding me fast for a moment. “Yes, you do. I’m not going to let you go.” I groan as he picks up speed. “You are mine, Anastasia.” “Yes, yours,” I pant. “I take care of what’s mine,” he hisses and bites my ear.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“Oh, baby, we both know that if you throw down the gauntlet I'll be only too happy to pick it up".”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“I gasp, and his mouth swoops down. He’s kissing me, violently. Briefly our teeth clash, then his tongue is in my mouth.
Desire explodes like the Fourth of July throughout my body, and I’m kissing him back, matching his fervor, my hands knotting in his hair, pulling it, hard. He groans, a low sexy sound in the back of his throat that reverberates through me, and his hand moves down my body to the top of my thigh, his fingers digging into my flesh through the plum dress.
I pour all the angst and heartbreak of the last few days into our kiss, binding him to me, and it hits me—in this moment of blinding passion—he’s doing the same, he feels the same.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“Do you want me to kiss you. Anastasia?" he whispers softly in my ear.

"Yes," I breathe.

"Where?"

"Everywhere.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“I'm in awe of you. I want you, and the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twisting in my dark soul.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“What! Sex in the car? Can't we just do it on the cool marble of the lobby floor...please?"



Ana's thoughts”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“I just want to bury myself in you and just forget everything but us.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“Cold?” Christian asks softly and bends to lick and suckle all the ice cream off me once more, his mouth hot compared to the cool of the ice.
Oh my. It’s torture. As it starts to melt, the ice cream runs off me in rivulets on to the bed. His lips continue their slow torture, sucking hard, nuzzling, softly—Oh please!—I’m panting.
“Want some?” And before I can confirm or deny his offer, his tongue is in my mouth, and it’s cold and skilled and tastes of Christian and vanilla. Delicious.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“The first dance will be with me, okay? And it won't be on the dance floor," he murmurs lasciviously into my ear. My giggles subside as anticipation fans the flames of my need. Oh, yes! My inner goddess performs a perfect triple Salchow in her ice skates.

"I look forward to it." I lean over and plant a soft, chaste kiss on his mouth. Glancing around, I realize that our fellow guests at the table are astonished.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“Good. So, Mrs. Grey . . . by popular demand, I’m going to restrain you.” His”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Freed

“Jones? Christian interrupts my train of thought. “I want you to kneel up on this,” he says when we’re at the table. Oh, okay. What does he have in mind? My inner goddess can’t wait to find out—she’s already scissor-kicked onto the table and is watching him with adoration. He gently lifts me onto the table, and I fold my legs beneath me and kneel in front of him, surprised by my own grace. Now we are eye to eye. He runs his hands down my thighs, grasps my knees, and pulls my legs apart and stands”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“I get to fuck you senseless. All night. For as long as I need to.” He stepped closer bending his head down until his breath fanned over my neck. “And you can’t tap out—no matter how good it feels.”
― B.B. Reid, Fear Me

“You messed up when you let me near you. You messed up when you let me touch you. But you fucked up when you let me have you.”
― B.B. Reid, Fear Me

“Tell me, what are your intentions with my granddaughter. She’s never had a boyfriend, you know.
Yes, ma’am. I am aware.
And did you have anything to do with that?
The corner of his mouth lifted in a half grin. I might have.
Why?
Because she’s mine.”
― B.B. Reid, Fear Me

“Handcuffs. Freaking handcuffs.
What are you doing with those?
Handcuffing you.
No, I mean why do you have them in the first place?
I'm saving them for a rainy day. These are new actually. It's like a “thinking of you” gift because I was thinking of you when I bought them.”
― B.B. Reid, Fear Me

“I brought you here didn't I?
Why so you can chain me up in your basement.
Don't give me ideas, Monroe or you'll never make it out of here. The only reason I haven't chained you in my basement is because I know you'll be missed.”
― B.B. Reid, Fear Me

“No one touches you. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I whispered. I hated the eagerness apparent in my voice.”
― B.B. Reid, Fear Me

“He came around to open my door and held out his hand to me. The gesture said more than what the eye could see. He could have easily lifted me out of the car without me being able to do anything to stop him but instead he was asking for my consent. To accept what was about the happen.”
― B.B. Reid, Fear Me

“My cousin will fuck anything that moves.” “And yet he hasn’t fucked you.” “Monroe…” “Sorry.” I suppressed the sneaky laugh bubbling in my chest, but it quickly died when a disturbing thought occurred to me.”
― B.B. Reid, Fear Me

“You keep looking at me like that, I’m going to strip the clothes off you and get so far deep inside you that I’ll never get out.”
― J. Lynn, Be with Me

“You can stay here with me. My parents wouldn't care. We can pretend we're sixteen and having quiet, dirt sex so no one hears us.”
― J. Lynn, Be with Me

“I love you like I love cupcakes.”
― J. Lynn, Be with Me