E.L. James

“Like Eve, you're so quick to eat from the tree of knowledge.”

“I'd like to bite that lip," he whispers darkly.I gasp, completely unaware that I am chewing my bottom lip and my mouth pops open. That has to be the sexiest thing anybody has ever said to me. My heartbeat spikes, and I think I'm panting. Jeez, I'm a quivering, mess, and he hasn't even touched me.”

“If you were mine" Oh my what would I do to be his? He's the only man who has ever set the blood racing through my body. Yet he's so antagonizing too; he's difficult, complicated, and confusing. One minute he rebuffs me, the next he sends me fourteen thousand dollar books, then tracks me like a stalker. And for all that, I have spent the night in his hotel suite, and I feel safe. Protected. He cares enough to come and rescue me from some mistakenly perceived danger. He's not a dark knight at all but a white knight in shining, dazzling armor... a classic romantic hero.”

“If you were mine, you wouldn't be able to sit down for a week after the stunt you pulled yesterday.”

“For the first time in twenty-one years, I want to be kissed. I want to feel his mouth on mine.”

“My memories of him did not do him justice. He's not merely good looking... he's the epitome of male beauty, breathtaking.”

“No man has ever affected me the way Christian Grey has, and I cannot fathom why. Is it his looks? His civility? Wealth? Power? I don't understand my irrational reaction.”

“Besides, immense power is acquired by assuring yourself in your secret reveries that you were born to control things.”

“Why does he have such an unnerving effect on me? His over-whelming good looks maybe? The way his eyes blaze at me? The way he strokes his index finger against his lower lip? I wish he'd stop doing that.”

“My world was ordered, calm, and controlled, then you came into my life with your smart mouth, your innocence, your beauty, and your quiet temerity ...and everything before you was just dull, empty, mediocre ...it was nothing.”

“My parents think you walk on water.”

“Just remember that men are from a different planet, and you'll be fine.”

“Oh my, the look he gives me could be solely responsible for global warming.”

“In the back of my mind, my mother's often-recited warning comes to me: 'Never trust a man who can dance.”

“Hey, I'm just teasing. Isn't that what husbands who are hopelessly in love with their wives do?”

“I know you’re rolling your eyes at me,” he murmurs, and I hear the trace of humor in his voice.”

“From: Anastasia SteeleSubject: MoaningDate: May 31 2011 19:39 ESTTo: Christian GreyGotta go.Laters, baby......From: Christian GreySubject: PlagiarismDate: May 31 2011 16:41To: Anastasia SteeleYou stole my line.And left me hanging.Enjoy your dinner.Christian GreyCEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.”

“My boss is like an angry bear with a sore head and poison ivy up his ass.”

“I've kissed a prince, Mom. I hope it doesn't turn into a frog.”

“Do you have a girlfriend?" I blurt out. Holy crap--I just said that out loud?His lips quirk up in a half-smile, and he looks down at me."No, Anastasia. I don't do the girlfriend thing," he says softly.”

“Are you gay, Mr. Grey?" He inhales sharply, and I cringe, mortified. Crap. Why didn't I employ some kind of filter before I read this straight out? How can I tell him I'm just reading the questions? Damn Kate and her curiosity!"No Anastasia, I'm not." He raises his eyebrows, a cool gleam in his eyes. He does not look pleased.”

“You sound like a control freak." The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them. "Oh, I exercise control in all things, Miss Steele," he says without a trace of humor in his smile.”

“What is it with all the immaculate blondes? It's like Stepford here.”

“See how good we are together," he murmurs. "If you give yourself to me, it will be so much better. Trust me, Anastasia, I can take you places you don't even know exist.”

“Oh Ana!" he cries out loudly as he finds his release, holding me in place as he pours himself into me. He collapses, panting hard beside me, and he pulls me on top of him and buries his face in my hair, hold me close. "Oh baby," he breathes. "Welcome to my world.”

“I need you." Every pore of my being is begging. This is what we do.”

“why would i stay if things had reached such an impasse?”

“I like to make the odd impromptu visit. It keeps management on their toes, wives in their place. You know." He shrugs, his mouth set in an arrogant line.”

“Ray's voice echoes in my head from one of his many self-defense lectures."It's the panic that's gonna kill you or get you seriously hurt, Annie.”

“AnatasiaYou Are My More My Love, My LifeChristian”

“My inner goddess is jumping up and down, clapping her hands like a five year old.”

“I feel the sun has set and not risen for days..I'm in perpetual night here.”

“I turn and gaze at him midway. Chin up Steele, I chide myself. “Oh... by the way, I’m wearing your underwear.” I gave him a small smile and pull up the waistband of the boxer briefs I’m wearing so he can see. Christian’s mouth drops open, shocked. What a great reaction. My mood shifts immediately, and I sashay into the house, part of me wanting to jump and punch the air.”

“His words make sense. He's not the man for me. This is what he meant, and it makes his rejection to accept... almost. I can live with this. I understand.”

“Me he enamorado de alguien que está emocionalmente cerrado, solo saldré herida.”

“ I don't make love. I fuck... hard”

“Your touch completely, it just means more...so much more.”

“I just want to bury myself in you and just forget everything but us.”

“Why don't you like me ?" "Because you never stay with me.”

“I can't even escape him in my dreams.”

“Your lips are so soft when you cry.”

“I always want more, with you.”

“You said you loved me, is that now in the past tense?" "No, it's not." "Good.”

“When did I say I'd never leave?" "In your sleep, it was the most comforting thing I'd heard in so long.”

“I see your pain. It's hard knowing that I'm the one that has made you feel this way.”

“But, you have needs." "I need you more.”

“We have to learn to walk before we can run”

“Do you really feel like this or do you think you ought to feel like this?”

“I am crying over the loss of something I never had.”

“Do you like being rich?”“Yes. Show me someone who doesn’t,” he says darkly.”