His warm hands slid under her jacket, caressing her back through the thin T-shirt.
Carmen shrugged again, plunging her hands into the warm dishwater.
He slowly lowered his head, and when his lips touched hers, they were warm and firm.
The warm bubble bath was relaxing.
And yet, lately he had seemed to warm to her.
The feel of his warm fingers on her temple was comforting.
His voice was warm and gentle.
His skin was warm to the touch.
When her gaze returned to Lisa, her features softened into a warm smile.
His warm lips left hers and started down her neck, forcing a moan from hers.
When you start seeing Nick... that way, try to replace it with a warm family moment.
His lips were warm and responsive.
"Bring something warm," he said as he rose from the table.
It is because there is no warm blood in them, remarked the Wizard.
But it was never noticed that they became very warm friends, for all of that.
These royal beasts are both warm friends of little Dorothy and have come to the Emerald City this morning to welcome her to our fairyland.
He got down from his horse and very gently took the little ones up in his big warm hands.
He put the birds softly, one by one, into their warm little home.
He has given you clothing both warm and beautiful.
_Dearest Carl; You are a good boy to send me all your wages, for now I can pay the rent and buy some warm clothing for your little sister.
In his safe, warm place in the straw, Caedmon soon fell asleep.
Then I thought of our own warm little house, and how snug we could make him until he came to his senses again.
She brought me my hat, and I knew I was going out into the warm sunshine.
It was a warm afternoon in August.
The warm sun shone on the pine trees and drew out all their fragrance.
Men go down into the ground and dig out the coal, and steam-cars take it to the large cities, and sell it to people to burn, to make them warm and happy when it is cold out of doors.
The warm winds blow The waters flow And robin dear, Is come to show That Spring is here.
The fresh morning air blew softly in his face, as if to welcome him and be his merry playmate; and the bright eye of Mr. Sun looked at him with a warm and glowing smile; but Birdie soon walked on to find something to play with.
In cold weather we eat more, in warm less.
The meaner sort are covered with mats which they make of a kind of bulrush, and are also indifferently tight and warm, but not so good as the former....
The secretary of the Province of New Netherland, writing in Dutch, in 1650, for the information of those who wished to take up land there, states more particularly that those in New Netherland, and especially in New England, who have no means to build farmhouses at first according to their wishes, dig a square pit in the ground, cellar fashion, six or seven feet deep, as long and as broad as they think proper, case the earth inside with wood all round the wall, and line the wood with the bark of trees or something else to prevent the caving in of the earth; floor this cellar with plank, and wainscot it overhead for a ceiling, raise a roof of spars clear up, and cover the spars with bark or green sods, so that they can live dry and warm in these houses with their entire families for two, three, and four years, it being understood that partitions are run through those cellars which are adapted to the size of the family.
He had soaked hemlock leaves in water and drank it, and thought that was better than water in warm weather.
The tired rambler could rest and warm himself by my fire, the literary amuse himself with the few books on my table, or the curious, by opening my closet door, see what was left of my dinner, and what prospect I had of a supper.
Moreover, in summer, Walden never becomes so warm as most water which is exposed to the sun, on account of its depth.
It was a warm, rainy, autumnal day.
He looked at the snowflakes fluttering above the fire and remembered a Russian winter at his warm, bright home, his fluffy fur coat, his quickly gliding sleigh, his healthy body, and all the affection and care of his family.
The officers were hurriedly drinking tea and breakfasting, the soldiers, munching biscuit and beating a tattoo with their feet to warm themselves, gathering round the fires throwing into the flames the remains of sheds, chairs, tables, wheels, tubs, and everything that they did not want or could not carry away with them.
Rostov felt that, under the influence of the warm rays of love, that childlike smile which had not once appeared on his face since he left home now for the first time after eighteen months again brightened his soul and his face.
He laid down the seven of hearts, on which with a broken bit of chalk he had written "800 rubles" in clear upright figures; he emptied the glass of warm champagne that was handed him, smiled at Dolokhov's words, and with a sinking heart, waiting for a seven to turn up, gazed at Dolokhov's hands which held the pack.
When it was very cold, embers from the soldiers' campfire were placed on a bent sheet of iron on the steps in the "reception room"--as Denisov called that part of the hut--and it was then so warm that the officers, of whom there were always some with Denisov and Rostov, sat in their shirt sleeves.