Happy Saturday peeps!
Before we take a look at some of my favorite sentences from Fifty Shades Darker by E.L. James, I’d like to welcome all the newcomers. Judging from the explosion on my twitter last night there’s a lot of you. *Waves*
At the end of this post I’ve included links to some of my other Fifty posts that you might enjoy. You came for Fifty, but now that you’ve found us I hope you’ll come back often.
Now…let’s go look at those sentences…
Gray burning eyes, his lost look, his hair burnished and bright all haunt me.
Torturous memories flash through my mind – the gliding. holding hands, kissing, the bathtub, his gentleness, his humor, and his dark, brooding, sexy stare.
He smells of linen, fabric softener, body wash, and my favorite smell- Christian.
The dusk is to our right, the sun low on the horizon-large, blazing fiery orange and I am Icarus again, flying far too close.
I pour all the angst and heartbreak of the last few days into our kiss, binding him to me, and it hits me- in this moment of blinding passion- he’s doing the same, he feels the same.
“So help me God, Anastasia, if you don’t eat, I will take you across my knee here in this restaurant, and it will have nothing to do with my sexual gratification. Eat.”
“Do you want a regular vanilla relationship with no kinky fuckery at all?”
“I want you, and the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twisting in my dark soul.”
We sit, our arms wrapped around each other, listening to the music- a soothing piano piece – mirroring the emotions in the car, the sweet tranquil calm after the storm.
It’s the Christian Grey effect.
“Besides…anticipation is the key to seduction, and right now, I’m really into delayed gratification.”
“If you do that again, Anastasia, I am going to take you on the kitchen floor.”
His words are my undoing, and I explode, magnificently, mind-numbingly, into a million pieces around him, and he follows calling out my name.
This is what he does to me- takes my body and possesses it wholly so that I think of nothing but him.
“Oh, baby, we both know that if you throw down the gauntlet I’ll be only too happy to pick it up.”
He looks so wickedly tempting- unkempt, recently fucked hair, dark eyes bouncing with erotic thoughts, that beautiful sculptured mouth, lips raised in a sexy, amused smile.
“I don’t know whether to worship at your feet or spank the living shit out of you.”
He caresses my behind again and trails his fingers down toward my sex and slowly sinks two fingers inside me, moving them in a circle, round and round and round, torturing me.
“Ana, shit,” he hisses as he comes, and the tortured sound sets me off again, spiraling into a healing orgasm that goes on and on and wrings me out and leaves me spent and breathless.
The Armagnac is delicious, leaving a burning warmth in its wake as it glides silkily down my throat.
As I place my mouth on his, he grabs my hips, and before I know it, I am pinned beneath him, his legs forcing mine apart so that he’s cradled against my body between my legs.
“Oh, Ana,” he breathes as he lets go, my name a benediction on his lips as he finds his release.
I am overwhelmed by his trust in me- overwhelmed by his fear, by the damage done to this beautiful, fallen, flawed man.
And I burst into full-blown sobs, burying my face against his neck, as I think of a little boy lost in a sea of fear and pain, frightened, neglected, abused- hurt beyond all endurance.
I reach up to clasp his dear, dear handsome face and kiss him gently, pouring all the love I feel into this one sweet connection.
This is my Fifty Shades; this is the way he is.
Oh Fifty…Yep, I love him in all his Fifty fuckedupness.
That took us up through about 40% of the book. We’ll finish up next week.
Here’s the links I promised at the beginning to some of my other Fifty related posts.
If you’re looking for some other great books to read…here’s one of my other favorite series and authors, Sylvain Reynard. You should give it a try. The Professor is yummerific!
Now…Go out and make it a great day!
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