Touch My Body Quotes

#1. Boy, dont you dare leave me. Stay with me forever and ever. Sleep with me, my love. Kiss me. touch my body, feel me.

Matt Trevitz

#2. Hugo pulled away from Rosie's teat. 'No one is allowed to touch my body without my permission.' His voice was shrill and confident. Hector wondered where he learnt those words. From Rosie? At child care? Were they community announcements on the frigging television?

Christos Tsiolkas

#3. I could feel everything. From the tragic cellos, to the tender sounds of the piano giving awe to my touch. My body slowly swayed to the sweet feel of the air sweeping over me. I felt myself being taken away as the hearts of my fans soared with me.

Charles Lee

#4. He didn't need to touch me. His attention alone, recognizing my existence, send a flurry of sparks through my body.

Rebecca Donovan

#5. Afterward she lies nestled against me, her hair tickling my face. I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.

Sara Gruen

#6. I could never see his face, didn't know his name but I remembered how he smelled, what every touch of his hands felt like all over my body, how his lips tasted... whoa! Nympho alert!!

C.L. Foster

#7. You're the only girl I've ever touched. And I feel like it
was supposed to be that way. I touch you and my whole body ... rings. Like a bell or something. And I
could touch other girls, and maybe there would be something, you know, like maybe there would be
noise. But not like with you.

Rainbow Rowell

#8. I wrapped my arms around my body, pushing away my doubts and indecision for just a moment, and looked out toward the cemetery. "Whatever it takes," I vowed. And as I said the words, I felt a chill run across my neck and a ghostly touch slide down my cheek

Catrina Burgess

#9. You gave me a soul touch. A touch beyond physical. The most powerful of touch. I thought it was about you but I was wrong it was about me. In me. It took me a lifetime to realize it was me, not you. Thank you for showing me my soul.

Renae A. Sauter

#10. Unless I can stretch and touch something hard, I shall be blown down the eternal corridors for ever. What then can I touch? What brick, what stone? and so draw myself across the enormous gulf into my body safely?

Virginia Woolf

#11. The body slows with mortal ache ,
yet my promise remains true at the closing of our days ,
A tender touch that ends with a kiss
will awaken love in joyous ways

Nicholas Sparks

#12. He appeared before me and departed. We were not able to speak to or touch each other. But in that short interval, he transformed many things inside me. He literally stirred my mind and body the way a spoon stirs a cup of cocoa, down to the depths of my internal organs and my womb.

Haruki Murakami

#13. My fingers itched to touch, my lips begged to taste and my body buzzed with a frenzied energy, but my mind screamed to move far away from him fast.

Melissa Aragon

#14. I always have a lot of vents and slits in the clothes I design, even inside the pockets so that I can slip my hands inside my clothes and touch my skin. I want to be able to feel my body naked inside my clothes.

Sonia Rykiel

#15. If I were two inches tall
I would sit on your shoulder all day
and nurture a relationship with your earlobe
my hands would be too small to effectively touch you
I would create empty space using the tip of my tongue
and feel afraid of every bone in my body
especially my sit bones

Mira Gonzalez

#16. I will dance a little. I will move with the wind. I will give my body to my love and celebrate that we have substance beyond the idea of ourselves. We can move. We can touch. This is my physical exclamation point. This is how I can awaken my mind to the possibilities in the day.

Mary Anne Radmacher

#17. I want him to touch me again. I want to feel his hands, as soft as clouds. But I'm afraid if he touches me, all seven billion billion billion atoms that make up my body will blow apart and scatter across the universe.

Rick Yancey

#18. If you touch me right now," Jack rasped, cutting through the silence, "I'm taking it as a yes to us." He leaned his sweat-slicked body closer, and my heart fell right though me. "And I'm never," he drew the word out, "letting you go.

Natasha Boyd

#19. His voice took on a thick silkiness to it that made her want to press her body closer. "Octavia, you are welcome to touch any part of my body you wish. Just be careful of what you start. Once I lay claim to something, or someone, I will not part with it or them willingly." - Kade Egon

Sunshine Taylor Reddick

#20. I just want some time, Mikhail, to think things through. It's frightening, the way I am about you. I think about you every minute; I want to touch you, just to know I can, to feel you beneath my fingers. It's as if you crawled into my head and my heart, even my body, and I can't get you out.

Christine Feehan

#21. If soul my look and body touch, Which is the more blest?

William Butler Yeats

#22. Charlee has my arm. She has my arm - my arm that's rigid from pleasure, from her touch - in her little fingers. She holds my other one, too and she's right there, that sweet candy perfume stripping the rest of the strength from my body, and it escapes in a soft, breathy sigh.

Rebecca Berto

#23. I spend a lot of time exploring my body. Hang on, that doesn't sound quite right. What I mean to say is, I like to constantly be in touch with my own body. Okay, that's not right, either. My body is a wonderland. I don't even know why I just said that.

Ellen DeGeneres

#24. I'd seen a lot of handsome men in my life, but Frank was absolutely beautiful. I could stare at him all day. I wanted to touch him, not just in the standard erogenous zones, but to move my fingers over every inch of his skin until I'd memorized his face and body the way he memorized his books.

Nicole Castle

#25. I stand stark naked in front of the mirror and gaze directly into my own eyes. I utter 'Good morning, handsome' and my lips quiver as I stare at myown body. I don't break eye contact until I blow my load. Not once do I actually touch myself.

Zach Braff

#26. freedom. To be able to move three of my limbs, curl up my body, touch my swollen face! To be able to

Lisa Regan

#27. I tell you, truth is, at this moment, here
burning outward through our skins.
Eternity streams through my body:
touch it with your hand and see.
Till the walls of the tunnel cave in
and the black river walks on our faces.

Adrienne Rich

#28. For the sight of him inflicted such strange tremors in my mind and body that I reacted as a tender shoot must at the first touch of the sun's rays, as it awakens to a joyful beginning.

April Grey

#29. I move with him, letting him touch me, kiss me, taste my body like I'm his canvas and he's painting me with his tongue.

Lauren Blakely

#30. When you touch me there, honey, makes my blood perspire, you got my body flaming like a California fire. Pulsing, pounding, pushing no longer in control, heatwave in my brain, smolder in my soul.

Alice Cooper

#31. His hand touches my waist, steadies me. The touch sends a shock through my body, and all my insides burn like his fingers ignited them. I pull close to him, pressing my body against his, and lift my head to kiss him.

Veronica Roth

#32. When making a film, if I feel nothing in my body, I can't work. I have to touch. I have to feel. I never stop touching.

Claire Denis

#33. He goes along just as a water lily
Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats
Unweighed down by passion or intensity
Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts
And he finds a home in me
For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will reap

Fiona Apple

#34. Are you planning on shooting me for wearing your t-shirt?" I cocked my hip, daring him. I couldn't tear my eyes away. This was a very bad idea - I shouldn't have come. I was in deep trouble with the way my body totally disregarded me, snarling for his touch

Jade Hart

#35. My belief is in the blood and flesh as being wiser than the intellect. The body-unconsciou s is where life bubbles up in us. It is how we know that we are alive, alive to the depths of our souls and in touch somewhere with the vivid reaches of the cosmos.

D.H. Lawrence

#36. His touch warmed my whole body. I was longing to throw my arms around him and hold him close, but the magic of this moment was like a single, lovely strand of cobweb, fragile and delicate. One wrong move and it would snap beyond mending.

Juliet Marillier

#37. Perhaps in body I am not quite as real as you," he said, then looked alive, making him once again seem real, even though she knew that if she tried to touch him, she could not. "But my thoughts and emotions are as real as yours. My soul, Mia Randall, is as real as yours.

Suzannah Daniels

#38. Hot waves started to wash all over my body. And I yielded to his sweet touch.

Sharlyn G. Branson

#39. The language of my love does not belong to human language, my human body does not touch the flesh of my love.

Paul Eluard

#40. I crave intimate love. Words that make my soul dance, a touch that gives me goosebumps, eye contact that electrifies my entire body, a kiss that could have me questioning whose air I am breathing.

Nikki Rowe

#41. Each time you look at me the way you do, lay a shaky hand on my body, or your soft lips touch mine, you make me thank God for being a man.

Gail McHugh

#42. The Jewel
There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.

James Wright

#43. If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.

E.L. James

#44. I'm mesmerized by the way his fingers move confidently along her skin, as though her body is his to reat and touch and tend to. She was mine before she was yours: The words are there, unexpectedly, surging from my throat to my tongue. I swallow them back.

Lauren Oliver

#45. You have an incredible body. He reaches out to touch my stomach. I feel no pleasure in his compliment or his touch, only impatience. This is the only feeling. I feel like the paper on which my mood chart is printed.

Augusten Burroughs

#46. I'm lying in my bed, blanket is warm, this body will never keep me safe from harm. I still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole. If only you'd come back to me. To feel you at my side, wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied.

Jeff Buckley

#47. I believe she imbued my body thus, finding every touch enhanced by ambiguity of intention, as if it too required translation, and so each touch branched out, became a variety of touches.

Ben Lerner

#48. Jack, please," she whispered, even though she had no idea what it is she was begging for.

"You want sex, I'll give you sex." His low, deep voice embodied control, and did the strangest things to her body. "But before I put my cock inside you, I want to touch and taste every inch of you.

Cathryn Fox

#49. Who taught you to write in blood on my back? Who taught you to use your hands as branding irons? You have scored your name into my shoulders, referenced me with your mark. The pads of your fingers have become printing blocks, you tap a message on to my skin, tap meaning into my body.

Jeanette Winterson

#50. If my hand on yours trembles it's because bodies never lie.

Marty Rubin

#51. Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass,
Be not afraid of my body.

Walt Whitman

#52. He made my body remember what it was for. His touch on my skin, his breath on my face, his smell, all of it so desperately needed, so utterly wanted. It

Mary Calmes

#53. I need to fuck her, messy, hot, and wild. I want her body, her touch, her light to replace all the darkness that creeps into my dreams.

Karina Halle

#54. His touch sent a combination of tickles and chills through my body. My heart sped up and i struggled to keep my breathing normal.
Every Noah rummor had been right. His kisses curled my toes and now his simple touch rocked my body.

Katie McGarry

#55. She thought: It doesn't hurt, it's just my body. They can't touch my soul. It had become her mantra.

Kristin Hannah

#56. His closeness makes my heart beat faster, my skin tingle, my body want things it doesn't even know.

Teri Terry

#57. You can have my body, I think. But you can't touch my heart.

Skye Warren

#58. This man, this impostor of a man, can kill my body but he can't touch my soul.

Cynthia Hand

#59. Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame.

Lauren Oliver

#60. My body burns where he doesn't touch, and burns where he does.

Nicola Yoon

#61. I want to learn his body, find every pleasure it's hiding. All this reverence and simple awe I feel when I touch him, feel his breath brush my skin.

Aleksandr Voinov

#62. Ready for sex, but my body had been so receptive to his touch. Was it like that for everyone else? I wish I could ask Emmy without bringing suspicion upon myself. She had been to third base more times than some baseball players. I snickered out loud at my joke. Emmet looked at me with one eyebrow

L.D. Davis

#63. I do," Drew admitted, his eyes devouring my body appreciatively. "But with you ... I want so much more, Summer. So much more than you're willing to give me." He paused, "Every single touch, every single look you give me, I cherish.

Kailin Gow

#64. draw out the anticipation, until I was begging for him to fuck me. He would kiss and caress my body until I was forced to beg for it, until I reached the point of no return, where even the slightest touch would set off a chain reaction inside my body; a domino effect of nerve endings firing through

Cassia Leo

#65. His touch was like a bard's on his instrument, and it awakened a deep and mysterious music in my body.

Juliet Marillier

#66. It doesn't hurt, it's just my body. They can't touch my soul.

Kristin Hannah

#67. Never touch a mummified body part if you don't know where it's been. That's my motto." [- Lockwood]

"Holds true with unmummified ones too," George said. "That's the motto I live by.

Jonathan Stroud