“You like the car. I like the car. I've fucked you in it... Perhaps I should fuck you on it.”

“It's taking all my self-control not to fuck you on the hood of this car, just to show you that you're mine, and if I want to buy you a fucking car, I'll buy you a fucking car" Christian Grey”

“He grabs me suddenly and yanks me up against him, one hand at my back holding me to him and the other fisting in my hair."You're one challenging woman," He kisses me, forcing my lips apart with his tongue, taking no prisoners. "It's taking all my self-control not to fuck you on the hood of this car, just to show you that you're mine, and if I want to buy you a fucking car, I'll buy you a fucking car," he growls.”

“I thought you didn't make love. I thought you fucked hard.”

“- "Why don't you like to be touched?" - "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”

“Why don't you like to be touched" Ana whispered, staring up into soft grey eyes."Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”

“You are one fucked up son of a bitch! - Anastasia Steele”