Thigh Quotes

#1. Your thigh? Your shoulder? Is there any part of you that hasn't been hurt yet?"
He seemed to be contemplating my question for a moment and then he nodded. He tapped his chest. "Yeah, my heart." He looked over at me. "But its feeling mighty vulnerable these days, so who knows.

Tess Oliver

#2. Who'll come lie down in the dark with me
Belly to belly and knee to knee
Who'll look into my hooded eye
Who'll lie down under my darkened thigh?

Allen Ginsberg

#3. You don't have to have a thigh gap to be beautiful

Demi Lovato

#4. One of them asked what was in my skirts to make them so heavy, and I said, Knives, and he took his hand off my thigh and never touched me again.

Emma Donoghue

#5. Stealthy approaches were hard to make through thigh-high drifts.

Lee Child

#6. I pressed her thigh and death smiled

Jim Morrison

#7. What am I going to do with ye, Grace? First, ye blacken my eye, and then ye slice me in the thigh." He chuckled. "I bet ye ne'er knew I was a poet, did ye?"
When he felt her hand pat him, he chuckled. "Ye cannae get enough of me, can ye?"
"Pardon?"
"Och, lass. That isnae my thigh.

Victoria Roberts

#8. Colleen patted his thigh. "Are you up to baking decadently delicious chocolate treats?"
"I am. And eating my fair share, too.

Terry Spear

#9. An erring colleague is not an Amalkite to be smitten hip and thigh.

R. H. Tawney

#10. Would you like an autograph?" In spit, on my thigh.

Alexis Wilder

#11. In order to dance well, nothing is so important as the turning outwards of the thigh; and nothing is so natural to men as the contrary position.

Jean-Georges Noverre

#12. I was always the sexy bass player in the background while Robin stood centre. Barry and I played it up a bit, gave 'em a bit of thigh.

Maurice Gibb

#13. Fool's blood, king's blood, blood on the maiden's thigh, but chains for the guests and chains for the bridegroom, aye aye aye.

George R R Martin

#14. Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh.
"No."
"Do you want a woman to touch you?"
"No."
She stilled, and Clay pushed himself up. He cradled her check in his palm. "I want you to touch me.

Lorraine Heath

#15. Having Joel by my side with his hand touching my thigh, his laughter in my ear, his cologne in my senses, made me drunker than alcohol ever would. It was a different kind of intoxication though, and it was far more potent.

Megan Keith

#16. Y'did some backcountry doctoring. Right brave, that was. But her thigh looks bad, and we're a day out of Salvation.

Ann Aguirre

#17. Try it on." "It's probably a little snug," I said, suddenly feeling conspicuous. "Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing." He merely smiled. "It has a slit up the thigh." His smile deepened.

Becca Fitzpatrick

#18. I would have to say my earthy sensuality - although I should point out that the backs of my calves are exemplary and my upper inner thigh is a delight.

Rob Brydon

#19. His burning gaze snags on my braid, following it across my shoulder and over the swell of my breast. As his eyes dip, his lips part, and his fingers twitch on his thigh. My

Amanda Bouchet

#20. Having day dreams, tonguing you down with, uh, vanilla ice cream. Kissing on your thigh in the moon light, searching your body with my tongue girl all night.

LL Cool J

#21. I hit your thigh!"
"Oh, please. A man doesn't need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh.

Kiera Cass

#22. As I was smoothing on the last handful across the top of my thigh, I noticed I had company. Lewus was standing there watching me, eyes half-closed but not in the least sleepy. He'd put on his blue jeans, but nothing else ... very sexy.
I couldn't help but take in the view.

Rachel Caine

#23. Biting a plump bottom lip, I stare into endless irises open and poised over my own. Sliding my hand up her thigh, under her gown, I pull her closer with the hand cupping her hipbone, releasing the growl of a king caught in delight.

Poppet

#24. He grabs the swing by the seat and it grinds to a halt. Oz's fingers brush along the skin of my thigh.
My heart stutters. Stupid heart. Stupid short skirt. Stupid deep blue eyes and wild charcoal hair. Stupid, stupid, stupid me for licking my suddenly dry lips.

Katie McGarry

#25. Want to try it?" Dad offered, patting the arm of the chair. "Fifteen different kinds of massage. It analyzes your back muscles and makes recommendations. It also grabs and stretches the thigh and calf muscles."
"No, thanks. I prefer my furniture to keep its hands to itself.

Lisa Kleypas

#26. 233Life is for the living and the dead, she said in a smile,

And flashed me a bit of pale thigh in the summer time

Derek Keck

#27. So what's it to be, Bear?"
Dev lifted his leg and gave a sarcastic slap to his thigh.
"By golly, I'll take door number two, Bob. You know the one that calls for straight suicide with a side of mutilation and pain? Sign my hairy ass up for that and don't be late.

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#28. Fane lightly slapped her thigh. "Luna, behave."
"Make me," she challenged as she leaned back, causing him to growl low in his chest.

Quinn Loftis

#29. You're pretty sexy when you're domestic." I told him, running a hand up the back of his thigh.
"If you think this is hot, you should see me change a diaper."
"I have, actually: why do you think I married you? That and your accent. Oh and your giant penis.

Christina Lauren

#30. I was ready in 2008 for the Olympic Games but unfortunately I missed the Kenyan trials with a thigh injury. I watched those Olympics but it was tough to watch. But it was good in the end because a Kenyan, Wilfred Bungei, was the champion.

David Rudisha

#31. I opened my eyes to stare at a bright blue tulle monstrosity with a skirt that would hit me at mid thigh. I'd look like the really slutty bride of Cookie Monster.

Rachel Hawkins

#32. It's hard to find peace with your thighs, but when they chafe, try to be grateful for them. Your thighs let you run and get you where you want to go. I have not just thigh peace but thigh happiness, and it begins with thigh gratitude.

Margaret Cho

#33. Bogdan screamed as Lada - Ladislav, now five, refused to answer to her full name - bit down on his thigh. He punched her. She bit harder, and he cried for help.
"If she wants to eat your leg, she is allowed," the nurse said. "Quit screaming or I will let her eat your supper, too.

Kiersten White

#34. He steadied himself by resting one palm on her thigh and the other on the armrest, and rose to his knees. "I'll be damned."

"Possibly. But not today, I think.

G.S. Jennsen

#35. I could give you a thiught sheath to put that in,"Isabelle offered. "I got tons."
"CERTAINLY NOT," said Simon.
Clary shot him an irritated look. "Thanks, but I'm not really a thigh sheath kind of girl,"
-pg. 214

Cassandra Clare

#36. He caught her wrist and pulled her until she was straddling him. His hand smoothed down the outside of her right thigh. Thank you for wearing a skirt tonight. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

Cherrie Lynn

#37. Both were dressed as Muggles, though very inexpertly: The man with the watch wore a tweed suit with thigh-length galoshes; his colleague, a kilt and a poncho.

J.K. Rowling

#38. He swore quietly and shook his head. He tried to see some logic in the situation. His deep, angry growl echoed in the room, multiplied by the walls and ceilings. "Damn!" Jatred pounded his fist on his thigh. "She fooled me again.

A.O. Peart

#39. You are all zombie thigh-fat people brought into reanimation by some evil force of forceful evil!

Jhonen Vasquez

#40. Then I break a glass and I slit my very innermost thigh so that I can pretend that I'm menstru
well, unavailable.

Emilie Autumn

#41. I would say probably my least favorite costume ever was in 'Van Helsing.' That was a huge pain because it had thigh-high boots with 30 buckles on them that had to be done up individually.

Kate Beckinsale

#42. He sang the song of the sword, keening as he fed his blade, and Rollo, standing thigh-deep in the creek, ax swinging in murderous blows, blocked the enemy's escape. The Frisians, transported from confidence to bowel-loosening fear, began to drop their weapons.

Bernard Cornwell

#43. Because enough talking. It was time for the goddamned kissing, hard and fast and smooth and slow and any and every way in between, until Tommy was humping his thigh.

S.E. Jakes

#44. I do not know whether the casual readers of novels is acquainted with an anatomical curiosity known as the femoral artery; without too much medical meandering, although you might suppose that cutting a man's throat would be the fastest way to slaughter him, a good jab to the thigh will do.

Lyndsay Faye

#45. We don't do that in New York," rasped Odette. She cleared her throat.
"No?" Pinky smiled and put his hand on her thigh.
"No, it's, um, the cash machines. You just ... you wait at them. Forever. Your whole life you're just always" - her hand sliced the air - "there.

Lorrie Moore

#46. I don't think it's normal for people to, uh" - I tried to think of the right words - "spend this much time in bed." "I know." He flung both arms out to his sides, landing one hand on my sweaty thigh. Then he skated it up to my groin and cupped my balls. "I feel sorry for them.

Cardeno C.

#47. But the observers were even more surprised by her thigh boots, black breeches, and the red leather corset she wore over a white shirt. It was a daring outfit, to say the least... She also wore a sword and rode her horse like a man. It was scandalous...
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Pierre Pevel

#48. As we walk I can hear the barrel of his gun, slapping against his thigh.

Lauren Oliver

#49. You didn't see what just happened. I did. Saw it, felt it, tasted it." His hand gripped and squeezed her thigh as if determining its strength. "You came so hard you nearly crushed my skull between your legs. If I wasn't so hardheaded, I'd be dead.

Shay Rucker

#50. America grinned. "No, it's something else," she said, watching Travis' hand as he patted my thigh. She was right; he was different. There was an air of peace around him, almost as if some kind of new contentment had settled into his soul.

Jamie McGuire

#51. He kept touching my thigh and he couldn't keep his eyes off my crotch. My cock was terrified it was going to be groped. It shrank so much it almost qualified as a clitoris.

Fabian Black

#52. Sandy's face was very close to mine in the crowded room. She had a wide mouth and a lot of teeth. She had turned in her seat so that she had one thigh on each side of my leg. Her chest was against my arm. In another minute we wouldn't have to go anywhere to have sex.

Robert B. Parker

#53. Blay said roughly,"I'm still in love with him"
Saxton dropped his eyes and brushed at the top of his thigh, as if there might have been a tiny piece of lint there. " I know. You thought you weren't?

J.R. Ward

#54. You wearing a thigh sheath?"
"Now what would be the sense of wearing just one? I have two thighs.

Lisa Shearin

#55. He was working that charm right now on the trainer who kneeled before him and touched his thigh as though it were the thigh of David, Michelangelo's glorious statue come to life right here on court.

A.G. Starling

#56. Scars crisscross her body. The left breast is normal flawless skin. The right breast and flowing down to her left thigh is a raised angry red and puckered scar. Her scars and flawless skin are constant reminders, of what was, and what she fears will never be.

Aden Lewis

#57. And Christ "will appear a second time, not to deal with sin but to save those who are eagerly waiting for him." (Heb 9:28). And "on his robe and on his thigh he has a name written"
not king of the Jews, but "King of all kings and Lord of lords." (Rev. 19:16). Amen. Come, King Jesus.

John Piper

#58. His face is more open than an open book, like a wall of graffiti really. I realize I'm writing wow on my thigh with my finger, decide I better open my mouth and snap us out of this impromptu staring contest.

Jandy Nelson

#59. It was so strange to be touched so gently by a creature like him- a creature who looked just like the kind of boy who you might let touch your thigh for a totally different reason.

Holly Black

#60. My mouth had sought his, and his had grown as eager as mine. There was no fairy-tale music, but there was something there. And it had quickly hardened against my thigh.

Alice Clayton

#61. I like Ariana Grande's nice thigh-gap; she's got good legs.

Meghan Trainor

#62. I do love to sing. Had I a longer set of thigh bones and a sweeter voice, I should have loved to be a performer.

Gregory Maguire

#63. You drive like a maniac," I said through clenched teeth.
"That's not the only thing I do like a maniac, Brooke." His hand moved away from the steering wheel and settled on my thigh.

J.C. Reed

#64. I feel the pressure to be toned, yeah, and everyone's going on about the thigh gap, but I like food more than exercise, so I'll just carry on that way.

Sophie Turner

#65. You try to leave and I will hunt you down."
Relief poured through her, but she smacked at his thigh with the back of her brush. "Like a rabid dog? Very romantic.

Nalini Singh

#66. He squeezes his eyes shut and tries to steady his breathing, then he decides that's stupid. He's come this far, he's handcuffed to the bed, he's about to let a tattooed part-time drag queen in thigh-high leather boots fuck him. What's the point of trying for self-control?

Richard Rider

#67. With deliberate slowness, he trailed a finger from the inside of her calf to the middle of her inner thigh. "Don't you dare move."
"You're so bossy."
"My bed, my rules.

Avery Flynn

#68. Maybe I would get off you if you weren't gripping my dick. That's not my thigh you've been clutching in terror, woman,

Laurann Dohner

#69. Butch clapped V on the thigh, then stood up, as if he knew exactly what V was thinking. "Listen, I don't want you to feel bad. It's my animal magnetism. I'm irresistible."
"Smart-ass.

J.R. Ward

#70. Forgive me, Old One." Vaughn stifled a yawn. "Is there a point to this bedtime story?"
Rhys picked up the fork from Vaughn's plate and drove it into his brother's thigh. "There. I've made four points for him.

Hailey Edwards

#71. If you open up a magazine and there's a photograph of you with a giant red circle around your thigh, like, look at this cellulite, any person - I don't care what you do - would be mortified. It's no wonder people get crazy about it.

Scarlett Johansson

#72. A woman on the verge of moral downfall ought to be well dressed. Claire's particular transgression was gartered to her thigh, a paper hidden by yards of silk. She walked through the empty alley, confident in one comforting truth: no one dared ask a lady what her skirts concealed...

Gina Conkle

#73. At some point Zania nods off, still bent over, and her head ends up on Kope's thigh. Hahahaha, the bloke is frozen as stone, trying not to be affected.

Wendy Higgins

#74. Any number of things were sure to go wrong - from tripping on the stairs and flashing the prince a sexy metal thigh,[ ... ]

Marissa Meyer

#75. By seeing the way a joke worked in the horseplay of a printing shop two centuries ago, we may be able to recapture that missing element - laughter, sheer laughter, the thigh-slapping, rib-cracking Rabelaisian kind, rather than the Voltairian smirk with which we are familiar.

Robert Darnton

#76. I do yoga three times a week, and I walk for a half hour every day. In between, I get on the elliptical and my triple thigh trainer - I really do use the Thighmaster! - and do about 20 minutes on each of those. I also walk up and down the stairs a lot.

Suzanne Somers

#77. Verily I say unto you," Stuart said, looking Cyril straight in the eye and folding his arms, "that if you do not mind your sister Millie, you will be smitten both hip and thigh

Martha Finley

#78. I have a scar on my left thigh, kind of almost near my knee. I essentially fell in the 2002 Olympics and when I hit the wall - because of the impact - my right leg kind of came in at like a knife-type angle and stabbed my leg with my own skate blade.

Apolo Ohno

#79. When she was thrown into the air by a savage bull in the amphitheatre at Carthage, her first thought and action when she fell to the ground was to rearrange her dress to cover her thigh, because she was more concerned for modesty than pain.

Pope Pius XII

#80. It is not a bad thing to settle for the Little Way, not the big search for the big happiness but the sad little happiness of drinks and kisses, a good little car and a warm deep thigh.

Walker Percy

#81. slam onto the dusty prairie with a back-popping thud, my blade flying from my hands and vanishing into the thigh-high grass nearby.

Sara Raasch

#82. She caught his wrist, stilling the hand on her thigh. Her eyes were a
little desperate. "What do you mean to do?"
"I'd like to show you my way of making love," he said gently.

Elizabeth Hoyt

#83. Have you seen some of the crap they're selling as exercise equipment now? How about that Suzanne Somers? She should have been thrown in jail for selling the piece-of-crap Thigh Master. It just develops a little muscle on the inner thigh. What good is that?

Jack LaLanne

#84. Of course I was wearing my compelling red dress, thigh-high stockings, borrowed zebra print stilettos, black pushup bra, and nothing else.
This was war.

Penny Reid

#85. Once I slapped a rapper with mace,
Then I spit acid in his face, after he rinsed his eyes, no wait ...
I actually grew five times my size, grabbed Ma$e by the thigh and slapped a rapper with him.

Pharoahe Monch

#86. Anna mews next to me like a baby kitten and snuggles closer, her knee rubbing my thigh. And, oh, bugger me ... her hand lands on my lower stomach. Just a few inches south, and I would be a happy man.

Wendy Higgins

#87. He gave a dark chuckle. "But you're not, so you had absolutely no qualms about kneeing me in the groin, right?"
"I hit your thigh!"
"Oh, please. A man doesn't need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh," he replied, his voice full of skepticism.

Kiera Cass

#88. The first touch of Zane's tongue to the soft, sensitive skin at the crease of Ty's thigh and groin made his entire body shudder.

Abigail Roux

#89. I'm a thigh-meat dude. Thigh is just the best meat - I don't get chicken breast. I think it's a publicity stunt that we've convinced people it's delicious.

Patrice O'Neal

#90. It's hard to run in a Florida woods, where every square foot not occupied by trees is bristling with thigh-high palmetto spears and nets of entangling skunk vine, but I did my best,

Ransom Riggs

#91. The last thing I would want for my future daughter would be to starve herself because she thought a thigh gap was necessary to be deemed attractive,

Robyn Lawley

#92. And thigh gap?" he mutters to himself. "I hear that phrase all the time. I don't understand it. Your thighs part well enough for my c*ck and hands and face. That's a big enough gap for me.

Karina Halle

#93. Your legs are so long," he whispered as he caressed my thigh. "Like a giraffe."
"Uh, thanks?"
"I feel like Curious George climbing all over you.

Jim Provenzano

#94. A man touched me: his hand ... my thigh. I touched him too: my fist ... his jaw.

Joseph Gordon-Levitt

#95. The way I'd put it," said Makin, "is that Rike can't make an omelet without wading thigh deep in the blood of chickens and wearing their entrails as a necklace.

Mark Lawrence

#96. 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

#97. When we pull away, he rests his hand on my thigh pressed next to his and we ride like that for a long time; the only time he moves his hand is to take better control of a sharp curve or to adjust the music, but he always puts it right back.
And I always want him to.

J.A. Redmerski

#98. Shiloh had become far too used to it; for all that she paid him no mind, the moment his sharp fangs pierced the skin on the inside of her thigh, her head lolled back against the seat and she closed her eyes. The feeling was still delectable even now.

Elaine White

#99. If I were there, Carrie, I would need to feel how soft the skin on the inside of your thighs is, first, how hot it is at that place where your thigh curves into your pussy. I love that place. I would kiss it first, but then lick it, inhale you.

Mary Ann Rivers

#100. There was a knife in his hand. He gave me a tight, mocking smile as he moved to the slab. "Wing or a thigh? Ah, I'm afraid we don't have any thighs left." He sliced into the Fae.

Karen Marie Moning