“I'd like to bite that lip.”

“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.”

“I want you very badly, especially now, when you're biting your lip again.”

“I want to bite this lip,” he murmurs against my mouth, and carefully he tugs at it with his teeth.”

“How can i eat now? I'm going to Seattle by helicopter with Christian Gray..And he wants to bite my lip..”

“His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate. I bite my lip.“Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy shit. His other hand grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this.”

“Oh, please,” I moan as he bites my little toe”