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“He cut off her protest with his mouth. When he was certain she would no longer object, he moved his lips from her mouth to her breast. They were so full and fit perfectly in his hands. She cried out when his tongue flicked her sensitive nipple so he did it again and again. Her response was driving him wild. His plan had been to take his time and wait for her to come to him. But the moment she'd said his name, he was lost. Couldn't control himself. She was his. Nobody else's. With that thought on his brain he let himself go. Frantically, he slammed into her and she met every thrust head-on, grinding into him as he came.”

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Book:Jingle My Snowballs
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“The Ache That Would Not Leave Behind the hum and routine of daily living, there lay a persistent and wild longing for something she could not easily put into words. It felt like impulsive adventures and watching the sun rise over unfamiliar mountains, or coffee in a street café, set to the background music of a foreign language. It was the smell of the ocean, with dizzying seagulls whirling in a cobalt sky; exotic foods and strange faces, in a city where no one knew her name. She wanted secrets whispered at midnight, and road trips without a map, but most of all, she ached for someone who desired to explore the mysteries that lay sleeping within her. The truly heartbreaking part was that she could feel the remaining days of her life falling away, like leaves from an autumn tree, but still this mysterious person who held the key to unlock her secrets did not arrive; they were missing, and she knew not where to find them.”

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Author:John Mark Green
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“(...) grinding your teeth in silent impotence to sink into luxurious inertia, brooding in the fact that there is no one even got you to feel vindictive against, that you have not, and perhaps will never have, an object of your spite, that it is a sleight of hand, a bit of juggling, a card-sharper's trick, that it is simply a mess, no knowing what and no knowing who, but in spite of all these uncertainties and jugglings, still there is an ache in you, and the more you do not know, the worse the ache.”

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Book:Notes from Underground
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“El caso es que toda mi existencia era, al final, un montón de hilos de los que había tirado en algún momento, pero que siempre había terminado por cortar antes de que pudiesen hacerse lo suficientemente largos como para ser resistentes. (...) No tenía mucho más. Curiosamente, me di cuenta de que todos los había cortado por mi cuenta, como si una parte de mí huyese de la compañía, de la amistad, del amor, de todo lo bueno. Quizá buscaba la tristeza, la soledad, la desdicha. Quizá las perseguía.”

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Book:Nosotros en la Luna
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“Modern Christianity, in dramatic reversal of its biblical form, promises to relieve the pain of living in a fallen world. Then message, whether it’s from fundamentalists requiring us to live by a favored set of rules or from charismatics urging a deeper surrender to the Spirit’s power, is too often the same: The promise of bliss is for now! Complete satisfaction can be ours this side of heaven. Some speak of the joys of fellowship and obedience, others of a rich awareness of their value and worth. The language may be reassuringly biblical or it may reflect the influence of current psychological thought. Either way, the point of living the Christian life has shifted from knowing and serving Christ till He returns to soothing, or at least learning to ignore, the ache in our soul.”

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Author:Larry Crabb
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“In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart. It usually happened as the sun was going down. In the pale evening gloom, when the soft fragrance of magnolias hung in the air, my heart would swell without warning, and tremble, and lurch with a stab of pain. I would try clamping my eyes shut and gritting my teeth, and wait for it to pass. And it would pass –but slowly, taking its own time, and leaving a dull ache behind.”

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Book:Norwegian Wood
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“The thought of her gave me such a continual anguish that I could no more forget her than an aching tooth. It was involuntary, hopeless, compulsive. For years she had been the first thing I remembered when I woke up, the last thing that drifted through my mind as I went to sleep, and during the day she came to me obtrusively, obsessively, always with a painful shock.”

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Book:The Goldfinch
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“Of course to one so modern as I am, `Enfant de mon siècle,’ merely to look at the world will be always lovely. I tremble with pleasure when I think that on the very day of my leaving prison both the laburnum and the lilac will be blooming in the gardens, and that I shall see the wind stir into restless beauty the swaying gold of the one, and make the other toss the pale purple of its plumes, so that all the air shall be Arabia for me. Linnaeus fell on his knees and wept for joy when he saw for the first time the long heath of some English upland made yellow with the tawny aromatic brooms of the common furze; and I know that for me, to whom flowers are part of desire, there are tears waiting in the petals of some rose. It has always been so with me from my boyhood. There is not a single colour hidden away in the chalice of a flower, or the curve of a shell, to which, by some subtle sympathy with the very soul of things, my nature does not answer. Like Gautier, I have always been one of those ‘pour qui le monde visible existe.”

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Book:De Profundis and Other Writings
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“Joseph," she whispered quietly. He groaned and reached an arm out to her, gripping her hip and pushing her flat on her back once again. Before she had time to make sense of it, he was on top of her, pushing up her shirt and exposing her flesh. "Addison," he groaned in desperate need. He couldn't take it, couldn't be this close to her without being with her. Hungrily, he devoured her mouth, eating every gasp and moan she made.”

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Book:Jingle My Snowballs
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“We face each other, two candles flickering. Sami's sweat smells of chamomile and musk. When we dance, I am a bird shaking loose the night from its wings. I kiss him, my hand behind his jaw, his hands in my hair. He gasps into my mouth and goes soft as water, our bodies molten glass that I am shaping with my kiss, and I wonder if it's true that there is nothing on this earth that is not born of the sweet ache of flame.”

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Book:The Thirty Names of Night
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“He couldn't resist the pressure of her sweet body and leaned in closer, opening his mouth to her. She moaned her appreciation, when his tongue met hers and soon they were engrossed in the heat of the moment. Time stood still, backgrounds disappeared, and the only sounds came from them. She could feel the strength of his arousal and had her own burning need aching between her thighs. She'd known kissing him would be dangerous, but curiosity had won.”

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Book:Jingle My Snowballs
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“I took him to the river and said “let’s watch something drown,” So he took a stone and I took my necklace and we threw it all together, the way I always think I will get better in July. Things will change and sounds won’t ache and I gave my heart to uncertainty so many times, and so I took him to the river, threw the necklace in the river to slowly watch it drown, or burn, or fade away like I’ve done so many times.”

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Book:You're Doing Just Fine
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“She was smart and terribly determined, this girl-her will was pure steel, through and through-but she was as human as anyone else. She was lonely, too. Lonely in a way that perhaps only single girls fresh from small Midwestern towns know. Homesickness is not always a vague, nostalgic, almost beautiful emotion, although that is somehow the way we always seem to picture it in our mind. It can be a terribly keen blade, not just a sickness in metaphor but in fact as well. It can change the way one looks at the world; the faces one sees in the street look not just indifferent but ugly....perhaps even malignant. Homesickness is a real sickness- the ache of the uprooted plant.”

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Book:A Winter's Tale: The Breathing Method
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