H Quotes
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“He pressed his thumbs against Iesu's hipbones, caressing the underside of his dick with his tongue and swallowing the salty, sticky precome. He couldn't say he enjoyed the taste, exactly, but... he glanced up, right past Iesu's heaving chest—shirt sticking to his perky nipples—and at his upturned chin where he'd left his whole throat exposed. Vulnerable and at his mercy.
And blowing a guy was supposed to be submissive.”
Source: Simpler than Most
“He pressed on, moving closer. “I know I promised not to share my opinion on Earthlings anymore, but damn it, they are fools for disregarding you, for neglecting you, for failing you.” His fists were clenched stiffly at his sides, his eyes tinged red with exhaustion. Even so, he continued, his voice breathy with exasperation as he drew nearer. “I don’t think I could have not noticed you, even if I tried.”
Source: Smoke & Stars
“He presses a finger against her wet entrance, dipping down to tease her clit with a quick swipe of his tongue. A sharp gasp escapes her throat as electricity jolts through her, the heat in her stomach growing more and more intense. He draws tight circles with the tip of his tongue as he presses a single finger into her.
Eden moans at the stretch. It's nothing she can't handle, and her slick desire makes it easy to adjust. He inserts a second, this time curling his fingers to sweep over her sweet spot. Eden's hips buck involuntarily, desperation mounting.
"Oh, God," she pants, reaching down between her legs to comb her fingers through his hair. "Right there--- Fuck."
It's almost too much. She's dizzy, overwhelmed by his touch and his tongue. He seems to know exactly what she needs and how she likes it, impossibly accurate and relentless in pursuit of her release. The hot coil within her grows tighter and tighter, threatening to explode.
And then it does, a bright wave of pleasure sweeping over her. She drowns in it, moaning languidly as she closes her eyes and enjoys the high. Her chest heaves, rapid breaths matching the rhythm of her heart. A sudden, satisfying exhaustion hits her soon after. Every inch of her body is alight with soft fire, satiation evident in the way she strokes his hair.”
Source: Knives, Seasoning, & A Dash of Love
“He presses his mouth to mine. I nearly pass out from the surge of passion that washes through me.
“What I’m telling you is…" he tightens his grip around my arms. "You belong to me," he whispers.”
“He presses his mouth to mine. I nearly pass out from the surge of passion that washes through me.
“What I’m telling you is…" he tightens his grip around my arms. "You belong to me," he whispers.”
FUNNY, ADDICTIVE DRAMA "Dancing on My Own.”
“He presses his mouth to the pulse point of my wrist, racing in time with my heart. 'Mock me all you like. Whatever I imagined then, now it is I who would beg and grovel for a kind word from your lips.' His eyes are black with desire. 'By you, I am forever undone.”
Source: The Queen of Nothing
“He pretended it was the only thing that kept him from it. But, far back in his mind, he wondered if he could write anything. Often the question threw itself at him when he was least expecting it. You have four hours every morning, the statement would rise like a menacing wraith. You have time to write many thousands of words. Why don't you? And the answer was always lost in a tangle of becauses and wells and endless reasons that he clung to like a drowning man at straws.”
“He pried Clara's arms loose and stood up, smoothing his wrinkled coat. Clara looked straight into his face. Her eyelids were red, but her gaze was like a lance. Dr. Wintermute had a sudden, uncomfortable conviction that she had seen into his soul. It was a look he was to remember often in the weeks to come.”
Source: Splendors and Glooms
“He prioritizes the wellbeing of his wife. He adds quality to her life—a man of love and sheer charisma.”
Source: A Man of Valour: Idioms and Epigrams
“He probably couldn’t turn off his sexiness without medical intervention.’ (Abbie)”
“He probably hadn't written it. I knew that. I certainly hadn't written mine. But after yesterday, his pompous sneer was permanently imprinted on my brain, and I could just picture him sitting at a computer and stringing together sentences like, "His golden tone and tender touch have moved audiences across the continent to tears." I was half-surprised it didn't claim his vibrato could cure cancer.”
Source: Virtuosity
“He probably knew that any man she took up with now would only pay in pain for what had happened between her and Eugene; the brutal logic of wronged lovers taking their revenge on innocents and outsiders.”
Source: The Country Girls Trilogy & Epilogue [The Country Girls, The Lonely Girl, Girls in their married bliss].
“He probably used the quote at dinner parties and made other people like him feel good about taking over neighborhoods they wouldn't have had the guts to drive through ten years ago.”
Source: There There
“He probably was mediocre after all, though in a very honorable sense of that word.”
Source: The magic mountain: a novel
“He probably wished he could leave, but the gentleman in him would wait here until my dad showed up.”
Source: The Fill-In Boyfriend
“He probably would've raised an eyebrow in that annoying/hot way he had, and made a dirty joke about Elodie possessing me.”
Source: Spell Bound
“He probably wouldn’t do any jail time at all, not with the perennial War on Drugs in full force. Too many dope smokers and pill poppers to lock up instead.”
Source: Dreck
“He proceeds to tell me about blends of curry powders, the benefits of fresh spices, the tamarinds he is now importing in the shell. I am so absorbed I forget the kitchen---and my unfeminine blunders---entirely. He describes the smoky flavor of cumin, the black bitterness of fenugreek seeds, the sweet richness of fresh coconut flesh, the fierce blast of fresh ginger root.”
Source: Miss Eliza's English Kitchen
“He produced a handkerchief—crisply folded—and handed it to her. She took it with silent astonishment. She’d never before known anyone who carried a handkerchief.”
Source: Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series (3 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass
“He produced a wide silver tray with wrought handles that was piled with sliced bread, grapes, apricots, oranges, apples, cheeses, and a goblet of red wine, and put it on the bed.
"Wine?" I asked. I wanted a cup of tea.
"Your blood needs its elements. Drink at least some of it." He sat on the bed next to me. "You must eat now. You will need your strength."
At that moment, the pungent aroma of the cheeses, the sharp citrus of sliced oranges, and the yeasty smell of the bread overrode both my fear and my curiosity. I wanted to dive into the food like a hungry dockworker. With great discipline, I picked up a silver knife and spread soft butter across a slice of the warm bread and then daintily cut a piece of dark cheddar cheese. The food tasted exquisite, and I tried to chew slowly, as he was taking in my every move. We sat in silence for a while as I ate my fill and let the wine relax me.”
Source: Dracula in Love
“He produced mainly three results: Hatred, Terror, Adoration.”
“He promised her that he would give her everything, everything she wanted, as men in love always do. And she trusted him despite herself, as women in love always do.”
Source: The White Queen
“He promised to meet her in a special place where the sky meets the stars, just for the two of them.”
“He promised to ruin me, and God help me, I was beginning to pray he would.”
Source: The Butterfly Effect of Bad Decisions: A Love Story About Learning to Love Yourself First .
“He promised us that everything would be okay. I was a child, but I knew that everything would not be okay. That did not make my father a liar. It made him my father.”
“He promises a lamp unto our feet, not a crystal ball into the future.”
Source: Traveling Light: Premier Library Edition
“He promoted the education of the parish clergy and wrote: He seems to me a very foolish man, and very wretched, who will not increase his understanding while he is in the world, and ever wish and long to reach that endless life where all shall be made clear.”
“He pronounced some of his words as if they were corks being drawn out of bottles.”
Source: The Walking Stick
“He(Prophet Muhammad) was Caesar and Pope in one; but he was Pope without Pope's pretensions, Caesar without the legions of Caesar: without
a standing army, without a bodyguard, without a palace, without a fixed revenue; if ever any man had the right to say that he ruled by the right divine, it was Muhammad, for he had all the power without its instruments and without its supports.”
“He protected his feelings in walls he imagined, but castles crumble exposing the frightened child.”
“He protected me. He killed for me. He would do anything for me.”
Source: Evil
“He provided the foundations of the park. All of the things that help give it that weird sense of reality are Fred's doing.”
“He provides a vision. He often reminds countries of their responsibilities in a way that makes it seem not only like a legal obligation but a moral responsibility.”
“He puffed out his pigeon chest and waddled across the room towards me. With his feet pointing outwards, he looked like a fat duck with a grievance.”
Source: Eating Smoke: One Man's Descent Into Crystal Meth Psychosis in Hong Kong's Triad Heartland
“He pulled a pink bedazzled phone from his hoodie pocket. "Call your friend. Let him know you're here."
"This is your phone?"
"Lady on the bus," he answered.
Her jaw dropped. "She sat two rows ahead of us."
"We passed her on the way to the back row."
He picked a pocket that fast? "What are you?"
"That's a damn good question. Now call your friend.”
Source: Survive By The Team
“He pulled away the glove, and at the first glimpse of her fragile, white hand, all thoughts of negotiation fled. "I don't see how matters could become worse," he muttered. "I am already besotted with a needle-tongued, conceited, provoking ape leader of a lady." Her head jerked up. "Besotted? You're nothing like it. Vengeful is more like it. Spiteful.”
“He pulled away to say he's sorry, and she shook her head no, because even though she really want him to be sorry, she wanted to kiss him more.”
Source: The Rainbow Rowell YA Collection
“He pulled away, but his eyes held my eyes like hands.”
Source: No One Belongs Here More Than You: Stories
“He pulled back on the bridle, stopping in disbelief. “Your love for him has damaged your senses.”
“And your hunger for power has affected you intelligence”
“He pulled back the sleeve of his jacket and glanced at his vintage watch tick away the seconds in a conventional way, even though he knew better than anyone that time…was anything but conventional.”
Source: Chronic Passions
“He pulled her a little closer and leaned his head toward her ear. 'I have traveled the world over these last months, but nowhere, on no continent, in no country, have I ever seen anyone half so beautiful as you.”
Source: A Lady Unrivaled
“He pulled her back, off balance so that she fell against him, and he took her face in his two hands and held it very still while his eyes looked down into hers. Somber, truthful, painfully honest. "I love you, Chloe," he said. "Which is the most dangerous thing I could do.”
Source: Black Ice
“He pulled her close and kissed her. Happiness and joy settled around them like a warm cloak. And gentleness spurred passion. His kiss deepened and a soft, low moan eased out of his throat.
He wiggled on the bed beneath her, letting her feel the resurgence of his passion inside her.
"I'm ready to do it again," he said plainly.
"You can't do it twice," she answered, giggling.
"Why not?"
"You just can't," Althea told him. "Men do it one time and then they rest up for a day or two."
"I think I'm rested up enough," he told her.
"Jesse, I know what I'm talking about," she said with confidence. "I was married for over two years. And I know all about it. You can't be ready to do it again."
He proved her wrong.”
Source: Simple Jess
“He pulled her close and kissed her thoroughly. When they pulled apart, they were both breathless, their hearts pounding.
“Was that my reward for being such a good little force of nature?”
Source: The Sea King
“He pulled her close. “Someday, I will win your trust, and you will be the one to set me free. I know it.”
“I won’t.” Bertie recoiled from both him and the assertion she would do such a thing. “Not ever.”
Ariel made no move to touch her again, though his words were a caress. “Don’t make promises you won’t be able to keep.”
Source: Eyes Like Stars
“He pulled her closer and she felt the bulge in his jeans. "I never knew books were so sexy."
"You got turned on today by a bologna sandwich, too." She wrapped her arms around his waist. "I don't think it's the books."
"You're right. Maybe it's not the books or the bologna." He leaned lower.
"Maybe it's not." She rose up on her tiptoes, closer to his tempting mouth.
He groaned and closed the small distance between them, backing her up against the shelves as his lips covered hers.”
Source: One Night with a Cowboy
“He pulled her into a tight embrace. There was the sting of tears on her cheeks, but they weren't hers. He kissed the top of her head and murmured something. She didn't hear what he'd said, but that didn't matter. He was alive. Riley wanted to stay in his arms, but...”
Source: Demon Trappers 1-3: Forsaken, Forbidden, Forgiven
“He pulled her into his arms and kissed her like she was his and had been for years. Like he was a man dying and she was his greatest love. He felt like she was. Shylah Cosmos. His only little peony. His delicate flower. Dependable. Long-lived.”
Source: Toxic Game
“He pulled her mirror out of his other pocket. “You left your mirror on my table.” He extended it toward her.
“You can keep it,” she said quietly. “We have lots of mirrors here.”
“I’ll keep it, then.”
“Good. I’m glad.”
He’d never rushed headlong into a battle, but he figured this time, it might be the best approach. “I spent a lot of time studying it. The back is real pretty with all the gold carving. Took me about an hour to gather up the courage to turn it over and look at the other side.”
“And what did you see?”
“ Aman who loves you more than life itself.”
Closing her eyes, she dropped her chin to her chest.
“I wouldn’t blame you if you hated me. I haven’t held your feelings as precious as I should have.”
“I don’t hate you,” she whispered hoarsely. “I tried to, but I can’t.”
-Houston and Amelia”
Source: Texas Destiny
“He pulled her to the bed, undoing his trousers and hitching up her skirt as he did. Dragging down the top of her dress, he feasted on her breasts again, entering her with her thousand-pound dress tangled all round her waist. He thrust into her frantically and she came fast and furiously. They lay together breathing heavily and then she felt him harden again. Peeling her dress from her, he then lifted her from the bed, bending her over the chair by the dressing table. He came into her from behind, rutting like a dog, where she could see herself in the mirror, legs trembling, her breasts squeezed tight in his hands, being fucked by this handsome stranger. Lifting her again, he sat her on the dressing table, pressing her thighs around him as he pushed into her. She laid back, grasping at the table, scattering her jewelry to the floor, knocking over the table lamps, and came again.
"Better now?" he said, with a smile.
"Yes," she breathed. "Yes."
He took her hand and led her to the bed. "Want to open that champagne?"
"No." She curled up on the bed, This was what she'd wanted. Anonymous fucking with no chitchat, no foreplay, no commitment. It would be better now if he just left. "I'm tired." The truth was, she was exhausted. Physically and emotionally spent.
He lay down beside her, still stroking her butt. "You're one hell of a sexy woman," he said.”
Source: The Chocolate Lovers' Club