He tastes of white wine and apple pie and Christian. I run my fingers through his hair, holding him to me while our tongues explore and curl and twist around each other, my blood heating in my veins. We're breathless when Christian pulls away.
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Laters, baby.
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This is me, Ana. All of me.. And I'm all yours. What do I have to do to make you realize that? To make you see that I want you any way I can get you. That I love you.
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Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with me. Perhaps I've spent too long in the company of my literary romantic heroes, and consequently my ideals and expectations are far too high.
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You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince
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And so a pattern develops: wake, work cry. Sleep. I can't even escape him in my dreams. Gray burning eyes, his lost look, his hair burnished and bright and bright all haunt me. And the music.. So much music-I cannot bear to hear any music. I am careful to avoid it at all costs. Even the jingles in commercials make me shudder.
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I've never wanted more, until I met you. - Christian Grey, Fifty Shades of Grey
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Suddenly, as one, all the Greys stop talking and gape at Christian. What? Christian is singing softly to himself at the piano. Silence descends on us all as we strain to hear his soft, lyrical voice. I've heard him sing before, haven't they? He stops, suddenly conscious of the deathly hush that's fallen over the room. Kate glances questioningly at me and I shrug. Christian turns on the stool and frowns, embarrassed to realize he's become the center of attention.'Go on,' Grace urges softly. 'I've never heard you sing, Christian. Ever.
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Christian, you are the state lottery, the cure for cancer, and the three wishes from Aladdin's lamp all rolled into one
I love him. Simple.
Of course. Silly me. Such a sad, exciting score, which no doubt you can play? So many accomplishments, Mr. Grey. And the greatest one is you, Miss Steele.
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Don't get your panties in such a twist.. And give me back mine.
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I'd like to bite that lip.
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It's very hard to grow up in a perfect family when you're not perfect.
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