Stretched Ear Quotes & Sayings

Okay, he needed to pull himself together - before Rhage's elbow nailed him in the liver again, and Selena bolted back to his bedroom. "You are . . . I am . . ." He pulled at the collar of his silk shirt, even though the thing was wide-open. "You like it?" she said. All he could do was nod. He was literally nothing but hormones in a black suit. She was that beautiful to him. "Really?" More nodding. "Uh-huh. Really." Selena started to smile. Then she glanced back at the females, who jumped up and down and gave her thumbs-up. His queen turned back to him. Stepped in close. Took his hands and stretched up to whisper in his ear, "The only thing they didn't give me was underwear." Naked. She was n-n-n-n-nakey under that. — J.R. Ward

If you had come to me a hundred years ago, do you think I should have dreamed of the telephone? Why, even now I cannot understand it! I use it every day, I transact half my correspondence by means of it, but I don't understand it. Think of that little stretched disk of iron at the end of a wire repeating in your ear not only sounds, but words - not only words, but all the most delicate and elusive inflections and nuances of tone which separate one human voice from another! — William Crookes

I trust you're going to treat my girl like an absolute queen from here on end."
Nathan's grin stretched from ear to ear. "Like a fairytale princess. When I first met her I told her she was as beautiful as a princess in a storybook."

"Oh, brother. And she actually fell for a dorky line like that?""Hook, line and sinker." A smile played about Nathan's lips. "And I fell for her like a ton of bricks. — Janet Nissenson

Within, a cheerful bustle in the bar announced the near arrival of opening time. Eight ducks crossed the road in Indian file. A cat sprang up upon the bench, stretched herself, tucked her hind legs under her and coiled her tail tightly round them as though to prevent them from accidentally working loose. A groom passed, riding a tall bay horse and leading a chestnut with a hogged mane; a spaniel followed them, running ridiculously, with one ear flopped inside-out over his foolish head. — Dorothy L. Sayers

Steven laid Emma gently on the carpet of daisies to take the little flagon from her hand. She watched, half bewitched, as he removed the stopper and touched it ever so lightly to the pulse point at the base of her throat. The lush woodsy scent rose to her nostrils, and Emma closed her eyes to savor this new pleasure. Steven stretched out beside Emma and kissed the place he had just perfumed, one hand resting brazenly on her bare breast. She swallowed a moan, for there was still some vestige of pride held prisoner in a dark part of her heart. The perfume touched the sensitive place beneath her right ear then, and as before, Steven followed the scent with his lips. Emma — Linda Lael Miller

So, when I spotted a cougar stretched out on a thick pine tree branch near the park gates, I wasn't surprised. I can't say the same for the women clinging to the branch above the cat. she was the one screaming. The cougar-a ragged-ear old top I clled Marv-just stared at her, like he couldn't believe anyone would be dumb to climb a tree to escape a cat. — Kelley Armstrong

Stormkit stopped at the shore, by a patch of clear water, and stared down. "Stormkit!" He hardly heard Oakkit's mew. He was staring at the strange cat reflected in the water. That wasn't his face! This cat's jaw was twisted from just below his ear, hardly visible beneath one cheek, sunken horribly beneath the top lip. His nose was stretched sideways and up, and his tongue poked out at one side, lolling between his teeth like a fat pink worm. — Erin Hunter

He pressed a kiss to my ear. "Do you feel stretched? Can you tell I've been inside you?"
I nodded, feeling my knees go a little weak from the tone in his voice.
"Good. I like knowing you can feel where I've been. — Abbi Glines

The severing of his limbs and subsequent cauterizing of the wounds was not the most pleasurable part, no. His mad grin stretched, it seemed, from ear to ear. — Benjamin M. Strozykowski

Music, also, the architect ought to understand so that he may have knowledge of the canonical and mathematical theory, and besides be able to tune ballistae , catapultae, and scorpiones to the proper key. For to the right and left in the beams are the holes in the frames through which the strings of twisted sinew are stretched by means of windlasses and bars, and these strings must not be clamped and made fast until they give the same correct note to the ear of the skilled workman. — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio

She unclenched her fist and stretched her hands. The sermon was a buzz in her ear, and every time she tried to listen, a stronger voice screamed in her head, What if you gave up the only chance you'll ever have for true love...? — Willowy Whisper