Her Hips Quotes

#1. Her waist goes in , her hips come out, her long black hair is coiled into a smooth bun on the top of her round head. She is very restful to the tired eye.

Jean Rhys

#2. And she's like, you know, the 'Grace' in U2's song, the one that 'carries the world on her hips'." - Diana Rigsby, M.D. Ph.D.

L.A. Kragie

#3. You're killing me," he told her, panting, his palms sliding down over her ribs to explore the rest of her
shape - her waist, her hips, her thighs. "Killing me by inches." He lifted his body from hers enough to
yank up her skirt. "But it's a damn fine way for a man to die.

Laura Lee Guhrke

#4. You promised me a kiss," she whispered.
"A rash comment in the heat of the moment." His face was so close she could feel electricity snapping between them.
"I think I'm still feeling that heat."
She tilted her hips. He groaned. It was enough. His mouth captured hers.

Brynn Kelly

#5. Ain't ever been the type for lazin, aye?" His hands slid down over her hips. "Why we ain't leave now, I show you -

Stacia Kane

#6. She put her hands on her hips and surveyed the area with a cocky smile on her face. The smirk spread when the traitor met my gaze.
"No hello for your old friend?" she asked me. "Don't be rude Baby Face."
"Go to hell, Wynn.

Maria V. Snyder

#7. Are ya trying' to kill me, lass?"
"Kill you? No." Maggie leaned closer, her hands drifting up and cradling his face as she rolled her hips again in one wicked pass. "Torture you? Maybe.

Sara Humphreys

#8. One might be a coincidence." Hands on her hips, she turned back. "Put them together it's a pattern.

J.D. Robb

#9. You didn't have to tie us up!" Shay shrugged the frayed ropes off.
"Yes, we did!" Adne's hands were on her hips. "You would have torn right through that portal to get to her. You were both acting like morons."
"She's right," Ren said. "They probably did have to tie us up."
Shay grinned.

Andrea Cremer

#10. My mother plants her hands on her hips, peevish. "Is that the best welcome you can come up with? Why don't you come over here and give your father a hug?" Hug him? Touch him? How can she even suggest it?

Laura Wiess

#11. We're dreaming, Elizabeth. We're dreaming. It's not real." She pushed her hips up. "No. Keep going." I wiped her tears away, but I didn't keep going. It was wrong. She was broken. I was broken.

Brittainy C. Cherry

#12. There's another part, an obstinate part, that wants more. That wants Dutch live and in the flesh. That wants her hand. Her mouth. Her hips under mine. It wants all of her. Every last ounce. Body and soul.

Darynda Jones

#13. I believe I told you I am utterly serious. I never lie."
"Now that is a clanker if ever I heard one." she retorted.
"Well, then, I never lie about anything important."
Her hands found their way to her hips and she let out a loud, "Harumph.

Julia Quinn

#14. I think Billie is the kind of girl who would let her hips swing loose.

Judy Holliday

#15. He could have flung his arms about her hips and held her still, for his arms were trembling with desire to seize her and only the stress of his nails against the palms of his hands held the wild impulse of his body in check.

James Joyce

#16. His eyes narrowed to slits.
Power passed over her, intensifying her desire for him. She moaned and rotated her hips against him. What will you do with me now?

Lia Davis

#17. Do you really like him?" She puts her hands on her hips.
"I really, really like him."
"Wow, that's a lot. Okay, I'll help, but only because Logan still really, really likes you, too.

Leah Rae Miller

#18. His hands, which had been on her hips, suddenly grasped the slim strap of her panties and snapped the material apart.
"You owe me another pair," she gasped.
"Stop wearing them and it won't be a problem.

Savannah Stuart

#19. You are a lusty laddie, are you not?" She rocked her hips beneath him, mewling softly. "Show me how lusty you are.

Amy Jarecki

#20. And you know," Jeanne said, looking down at Sylvia with her hands on her hips, "that's how I want to go. Taking my own way out ... and totally pissing everybody off at the end.

L.J.Smith

#21. Mahon's wife stared down at us. Her hands went to her hips. "Which one of you idiots wants to explain to me what the hell is going on?"
With great effort I raised my arm and pointed in Mahon's general direction. "Him.

Ilona Andrews

#22. I still have my eyes on the prize: I want to be that old lady onstage shaking her hips and singing her greatest hits.

Christina Aguilera

#23. Touch your breast,Hellen," he commanded as he pressed a finger inside her and stroked the tight velvet passageway of her sex."I want to see you squeeze your nipples as I suckle your clit."
"Oh,gods,"she moaned, grasping her breast as her hips swung forward and back.

Laura Wright

#24. Erith, he said and bowed his head.
Her blue-black hair hung to her hips in soft waves.

Donna Grant

#25. It's a sin."
"How do you know?"
"Because it feels like one," she managed to say.
He laughed quietly and pulled her hips farther toward him with a decisiveness that drew a little yelp from her.
"In that case ... I never sin by half measures.

Lisa Kleypas

#26. What does she look like?" Sin asked.
"Like she'd look good on a mattress."
Sin jammed her fists on her hips. "That tells me nothing, and aren't you mated?"
"I'm also a sex demon. I didn't go blind when I took a mate.

Larissa Ione

#27. Bina rolls her eyes, hands on her hips, glances at the door. Then she comes over and drops her bag and plops down beside him. How many times, he wonders, can she have enough of him, already, and still have not quite enough?

Michael Chabon

#28. He shook his head, a smile tugging at his lips. "Two hours isn't going to be enough time."
She grinned, rocking her hips. "We'd better make it count.

Lisa Kessler

#29. Hello, pretty hag," he said.

"Wolf," she teased. "You look good enough to eat."

One of his eyebrows rose. "Why is it when I tell you that, you look ready to bolt for the door?"

She braced her hands on her hips. "I do not," she said, indignant. "At least not anymore.

Grace Draven

#30. He moved to her other breast, then lower, lower...
She rolled her hips insistently when he settled between her open legs, crouched like a predator about to devour his prey.

Katie Reus

#31. I feel her hips push forward against mine.
And any blood left in my body descends, making me harder than I've ever been in my life.
Weeks of want and frustration are coursing through me. I've brushed with Colgate for far too
long - and it's tasted like shit.

Emma Chase

#32. She moved her hips, his manhood sliding between her wet thighs, rekindling the hot craving at her very core. "How can I bring you pleasure?

Amy Jarecki

#33. (and from my thighs which shrug and pant a murdering rain leapingly reaches the upward singular deepest flower which she carries in a gesture of her hips)

E. E. Cummings

#34. Janvier watched Ashwini stride away, her hips moving provocatively beneath the snug fit of her jeans. "Take care of her," he said quietly to his friend. "She is my eternity, Louis.

Nalini Singh

#35. Always mine, sunshine. Your mind and your heart
" He rolled into her, tilting her hips until he could grind against her clit. "Your perfect fucking body. Mine.

Kit Rocha

#36. Get your ass into my trailer." "And why would I go into your place?" "To save your life." "There's a new line. Is this some elaborate scheme to get in my pants?" she huffed with her hands on her hips.

Eve Langlais

#37. The girl who climbed up the water tower. We would have counted her an accident until the medical examiner found breaks and fractures from her hips to her heels. "You fall head first," he said. "Feet first's a jump.

Thomas Lynch

#38. Lila stretches the hem of her tank top over her hips as she moves toward me. When she sits, it's with her thigh melting against mine. Her heat radiates past my jeans to my skin. Every single cell within my body sizzles to life. Play this right, Lincoln. She deserves a man, not a boy.

Katie McGarry

#39. You win," he panted. His fingers tightened on her hips as he shoved her back into the wall and kept her there. "I'm yours. Be gentle.

Airicka Phoenix

#40. It will be a welcome change for her to feel his hands on her hips and his breath in her hair; She's been forlorn, but like all emotions, even loneliness doesn't last. She has fallen in love with the man with the quiet strength, the confident humility and the hands that show the flame of the heart.

Donna Lynn Hope

#41. He watched her walk away with a sway in her hips that tossed her long, milk-chocolate-colored ponytail from side to side.

Meg Knight

#42. She's got a big belt around her hips. It has a shiny buckle with PRADA on it, which is Italian for insecure.

Jennifer Donnelly

#43. At the Super Bowl, when Beyonce was thrusting her hips forward in a very suggestive manner, if someone else had done that, it would've been a national scandal. I thought it was ridiculous.

Donald Trump

#44. Shanna planted her hands on her hips.
"Getting drunk is not going to solve your problems."
"Aye, but t'will make me no' give a damn."(Robby)

Kerrelyn Sparks

#45. Will you have any regrets once she's dead?
Brooklyn's question and her voice echoed in my head as I watched her walking to her house, her hips swaying tantalizingly at every step. A heavy weight fell on my shoulders because I didn't have to ponder that question to find the answer.

Stephanie Witter

#46. How's this for honesty?" Luke said abruptly. "I want you..."
"I don't have sex with men I've just met," she murmured.
He rested his hands on her hips, the warmth of his touch searing her flesh. "Would you consider making an exception?

Elle Kennedy

#47. Why is it" - she shivered as he kissed the top of her spine, went lower - "that I always end up naked while you remain dressed?"
A husky masculine chuckle, his lips moving over her shoulder, his hands on her hips. "Because I'm a smart man.

Nalini Singh

#48. Mikhail stretched out on the bed, his head in her lap. "You are going to turn my well-ordered world upside down, are you not?"
She tunneled her fingers in his hair, enjoying the feel of its silky thickness against the bare skin of her hips and thighs. "I certainly intend to do my best.

Christine Feehan

#49. Shakira's music isn't my cup of tea, but the way she moves her hips reminds me of the feeling you get when you climb the gym pole.

Brandon Boyd

#50. Dammit, it's just like a man to put a rich, fattening meal in front of a woman and get offended when she won't eat, then you seem shocked in the bedroom when you're looking at her hips and wondering how she put on ten extra pounds.

Jennifer Probst

#51. He stalked up behind her to clench her hips, and she stilled.
In a breathy voice, she asked, "You're going to make love to me again, aren't you?"
In answer,he lifted her onto the counter, tore off her shift, then pressed her naked body back into the blooms.

Kresley Cole

#52. He gripped her hips tightly. "I need you," he whispered, and her heart pounded in answer.
She rose up over him and slowly settled onto his erection, moaning as each inch of him filled her, enjoying every second.
"Made for me," he growled beneath her.

Lisa Kessler

#53. The dollar bills attached to her hips fluttered to the rug of the small square stage, like the first flakes of winter in the Bronx. (Dark City Lights)

Tom Callahan

#54. Christ, the way he moved. He made her see stars. He didn't thrust. He rocked. Undulated. Varied pressure. Moved her hips to his strokes. Like a dance. The same way he kissed. This wasn't a fuck. It was an art.

Skye Jordan

#55. I've always thought Marilyn Monroe looked fabulous, but I'd kill myself if I was that fat ... I went to see her clothes in the exhibition, and I wanted to take a tape measure and measure what her hips were. She was very big.

Elizabeth Hurley

#56. She whimpered, the sound lost in Mike's mouth. She was entirely his, completely without willpower or volition. His mouth ate at hers, his shoulders curved in to her like some powerful wall of flesh. He moved his hips against her in short, stabbing movements, hands lifting her hips against his.

Lisa Marie Rice

#57. The only things that she knew was that she needed his hand to keep moving, and that she had to move her hips with him.

S.F. Lazorro

#58. She put her hands on her hips. "You're not human."
"Neither are you."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Ethereal comes to mind.

Robin Bielman

#59. Are ya tryin' to kill me, Maggie?" Declan bit the words out and his fingers dug deeper into her hips. "Are ya wantin' to see a grown man beg?

Sara Humphreys

#60. Men never understand that all a woman truly wants is a man who will listen.Understand.Pay her bills.And,of course,love her madly even when her hips wide due to an unfortunate addiction to bon bons.

- Lady Jersey to Mrs.Cowper,as the two watched dancers waltz at Almack's.

Karen Hawkins

#61. He dared to explore her withered neck w/his fingertips ... her hips w/their decaying bones, her thighs with their aging veins.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

#62. I don't have the body for this," I quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. "No curves."
Jev's eyes held mine. "Are you asking my opinion?

Becca Fitzpatrick

#63. I told her, "I got the chips if you got the dip."
She said when I dip, that I better be equipped
and keep my hand on her hips ...

Ludacris

#64. Gripping her hips in his hands, he thrust into her, and her eyes closed, her head tilting to the side as he pumped in and out of her, wondering how a quickie in the back of a limo could be the hottest sex he'd had in a long time. It's her. It's always been her.

Codi Gary

#65. She dropped her head, touching his forehead with hers, and rolled her hips, not bothering or not able to keep quiet her sweet little mewl of pleasure. Her heat seeped into him, trapping him in the moment...

Avery Flynn

#66. Her hips were long and narrow, her bust was large, and she wore close-fitting skirts and sweaters and high heels that gave a tight arch of impatience to the muscles of her calves; her step was small and pretty and her laughter violent, total, and critical.

Saul Bellow

#67. Oh no! My subconscious slams down her Complete Works of Charles Dickens, leaps up from her armchair, and puts her hands on her hips.

E.L. James

#68. Stay out of my mind. You certainly weren't invited.' Her hands went to her hips. 'And just for the record, your mind needs to be washed out with soap! Half the things you think we're going to do are never going to happen. I could never look at you again.

Christine Feehan

#69. even opened the box?" She parked her fists on her trim little hips. "I have had a very bad day." "Well, so have I." He grinned. "But you just made me laugh, so it's starting to improve." She gave him a glare. "I don't find this funny." He raised the can

Shirley Jump

#70. She's beautiful,' he murmured.
'She's a metre across the hips, easily,' said Julia.
'That is her style of beauty,' said Winston.

George Orwell

#71. He pushed against her, their hips grinding slowly, and it was Lyssa's turn to moan.

Kate Forster

#72. Oh yes! Smell how much I need you!" Taylor's hips bucked over and over, desperately searching for a part of their bodies to wet with her cream.

Lola Newmar

#73. He hissed and rocked his hips into her. "You like to bite?"
"I'm a cat, aren't I?

Lia Davis

#74. It's not even a kiss anymore. It's jumping off a building. It's a coke binge. A single slash to the throat. Kissing Leo is like perpetual suicide; I die in her mouth over and over, my hips smacking into hers with all the force of the fall.

Lime Craven

#75. She--the unnamed lady--simply drew his hands to the Paleolithic places men always have grown tumid from feeling, like the outward cradle of the hips within which a fetus will reside and her breasts that will nourish it, once born.

Edward Hoagland

#76. She was a tall woman with unfashionable hips and a long chestnut braid singing down her back.

Toni Morrison

#77. He opened his eyes to half-cast. With a low rumble he lifted her onto his hips. "Take me to heaven, lassie. For no one but ye can cool the fire thrumming in my blood.

Amy Jarecki

#78. Reagan wore eyeliner all the way around her eyes. Like a hard-ass Kate Middleton. And even though she was bigger than most girls-big hips, big chest, wide shoulders-she carried herself like she was exactly the same size everyone wanted to be. And everyone went along with it.

Rainbow Rowell

#79. Cupping a cheek in each hand, he lifted her back up to his desk and pressed his hips hard into hers.
Her eyes were worried. "But people keep coming
"
"The next person to come is going to be you," he said.

Jill Shalvis

#80. His hands are caressing her skin, hips, thighs, and ass. One slips between her legs, gently stroking, opening her a little for him, and then he lifts his head and she feels it. His mouth, right there. Blair's eyes fall shut. Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. She

Andrea Simonne

#81. Obeying her silent demand, he fused their hips together in a tight, deeply satisfying grinding motion that shot through her like a bolt of lightning. She folded herself around him and purred as sweet release streaked and spread through her, until every inch of her glowed with delight.

Lisa Kleypas

#82. I grab her by the hips and pull her closer. "The only difference between falling in love and being in love is that your heart already knows how you feel, but your mind is too stubborn to admit it." Then I whisper in her ear. "But take all the time you need. I have nothing but patience for you.

Colleen Hoover

#83. What is important to me, is to make a girl look better. To really make the most of all her womanly wiles. It's all about accentuating a waist, perking up a bust line, rounding out hips; things that just make you look in the mirror and say, "I look awesome."

Byron Lars

#84. I like a woman with meat on her bones."
She laughed. "My hips express their deepest appreciation, Major Winslow.

Laura Taylor

#85. The ocean tosses up a thousand arms to embrace the storm that falls across her like a drunken sailor. His thunder slaps her thighs, his lighting piercing her waters.
They pound me between the hips and I begin to panic, knowing their passion will destroy me.

Terry Moore

#86. I'd forced myself to interact with so much pornography, I no longer regarded my wife in a sexual manner. Each time I tried, my mind filled with images of fetish porn. I could admire her dress, legs and hips, but the response was aesthetic and intellectual, as if studying art I couldn't afford.

Chris Offutt

#87. You do like them thin, don't you?" Pyrlig said, amused. "Now I like them meaty as well-fed heifers! Give me a nice dark Briton with hips like a pair of ale barrels and I'm a happy priest. Poor Hild. Thin as a ray of sunlight, she is, but I pity a Dane who crosses her path today.

Bernard Cornwell

#88. She fitted into my biggest arm-chair as if it had been built round her by someone who knew they were wearing arm-chairs tight about the hips that season

P.G. Wodehouse

#89. Her curvy hips and small waist, her perfectly sized breasts and round ass are imploring me to corrupt every inch of her. Her decadent body was built to be fucked in the most scandalous and wanton ways imaginable and I'm just the man to do it.

Ella Dominguez

#90. Matthias knew if he started trailing after Nina on missions like some kind of watchdog, she'd put her hands on those glorious hips and demonstrate her knowledge of profanity in several different languages.

Leigh Bardugo

#91. Lynn, open your eyes. I want you to see me," he told her as, with one trust of his hips, he sank home, almost buried to the hilt.

Ju Ephraime

#92. Jared told her he used to be an exotic dancer in San Francisco.'
'My body is a gift from God,' Jared said gravely. 'Except for my hips, which are clearly a gift from the devil.

Sarah Rees Brennan

#93. Her figure wasn't bad. Maybe a little round at the breasts and hips, but she was a woman, damn it, not a stick figure.

L.E. Harner

#94. For two long seconds, he couldn't help but watch her perfectly shaped hips and exquisite bare legs as she walked across the carpet.

Mark A. Hewitt

#95. Wait a minute. Are you limping?" Before he could speak, she said, "You can ride, though, right?"
"I assume you're referring to a horse?"
She smiled and jammed her hands down on her abundant hips. "Cowboys," she muttered under her breath as she sat back down.

B. J. Daniels

#96. He spent the morning following her, nodding politely as she denounced the Russians for various earthly ills, and a few - volcanoes, winter, her arthritic hips - that fell within God's jurisdiction.

Anthony Marra

#97. Bay looked down at the wispy dress, her fingers trailing over it. It really was perfect. It was a faded teal green with layers of beige netting forming a sheer cowl neck. Old sequins were sewn down the side, forming the shapes of flowers, and a silk sash sat below the hips.

Sarah Addison Allen

#98. Katy skipped over, her low-rise jeans threatening to fall off her skinny hips. With some girls, that was a sexy look. With Katy, it made you nervous.

Sara Zarr

#99. Constance felt the rest of Jack, the hardness at the top of his thighs, straining against her belly. He lifted her from the floor, held her against the wall, his body pushing her skirts in between her legs. He ground his hips, making her blush as a thousand nerve endings

Heather Boyd

#100. that amazing row of ab-mountains between hips so narrow even my sweet old Nana would imagine wrapping her legs around them.

Faleena Hopkins