She clamped her arms around his waist again.
The Prussians are up in arms now.
This world in arms is not spending money alone.
So I took him in my arms and ran home as fast as I could.
She started down the path again, lifting her arms and spinning around.
He caressed her arms and leaned into her hug.
She crossed her arms and gave him a level look.
Alex retrieved her from Felipa and shifted her so that she sat on his arm, one of her arms around his neck.
He towered over them both, the muscles in his arms and shoulders straining against his shirt as he hooked his thumbs in the front pockets of his jeans.
Strong arms slipped around her waist, drawing her back against him.
Dorothy held Eureka in her arms and bade her friends a fond good-bye.
Dropping her arms, she stepped back and wiped her mouth, staring up at him as though he had initiated the incident.
Wrapping his arms around her, he sighed deeply.
"No good... no good..." said the prince rapidly, and thrusting his feet into his slippers and his arms into the sleeves of his dressing gown, he went to the couch on which he slept.
She slipped eagerly into his arms and their lips met hungrily.
Then she unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt and slipped her arms around his neck.
His arms were folded across his chest, one leg thrown carelessly over the other.
Just ahead of them were the gates of Hugson's Ranch, and Uncle Hugson now came out and stood with uplifted arms and wide open mouth, staring in amazement.
The doll cried, too, and stretched out its arms from among the green branches, and looked distressed.
Gathering her in his arms, he pulled her close - his lips seeking hers hungrily.
The night air was chilly on her bare arms and she shivered involuntarily, annoyed at herself because it looked like an obvious ploy.
The muscles on his chest and arms were not well defined.
"So, shut the door," he said, his voice strained, and drew her into his arms, seeking her lips again in a hungry way.
She leaned into his kiss, completely surrendering to the arms that surrounded her.
Felipa took her from his arms and held her.
Sliding her arms around his neck, she pressed against him.
Turning, she put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
Carmen left her chair in one quick movement and circled his neck with her arms, kissing him on the temple.
They permitted themselves startling liberties when any one caressed them, crowding themselves almost into one's arms and helping themselves without ceremony to kisses, apparently unconscious of the impropriety of their conduct.
On hearing this the regimental commander hung his head, silently shrugged his shoulders, and spread out his arms with a choleric gesture.
She started crying and holding her arms up to Carmen.
She walked behind his chair, leaning over it and putting her arms around him.
Without a word, she slipped into his arms and fell into the rhythm of his step.
Carmen leaned back in his arms and smiled up at him.
She relaxed in his arms, comfortable in surrendering to his lead.
Back in his arms, Tammy leaned forward with her nose on his, looking into his eyes.
Before this crowned Gargoyle had recovered himself Zeb had wound a strap several times around its body, confining its wings and arms so that it could not move.
The wooden things wound their long arms around Zeb and the Wizard and held them fast.
Then I will jump out and throw my arms around its neck and choke it to death.
And she spread out her arms to show her short-waisted, lace-trimmed, dainty gray dress, girdled with a broad ribbon just below the breast.
They seized him by his arms; but he was so strong that everyone who touched him was sent flying.
And he caught the bear, took it in his arms, lifted it from the ground, and began dancing round the room with it.
He nodded and dropped his arms to his sides, moving lithely away from the tree.
Carmen shoved a wide-eyed Destiny into his arms and turned to follow Dulce.
Sobering, he folded his arms across his chest and rubbed his jaw.
He started the engine and she clamped her arms around him, clinging to him as he spun the tires in a spray of pebbles and rocks.
She can shut her eyes and bend her arms and sit down and stand up straight.
"Don't worry, dear," Dorothy exclaimed, "I'll hold you in my arms, and take you with me."
"Couldn't you manage to hold me in your arms?" asked the cab-horse.
Dorothy sprang forward and caught the fluffy fowl in her arms, uttering at the same time a glad cry.
So the Captain-General took Eureka from the arms of the now weeping Dorothy and in spite of the kitten's snarls and scratches carried it away to prison.
As the Princess held the white piglet in her arms and stroked its soft hair she said: Let Eureka out of the cage, for she is no longer a prisoner, but our good friend.
Then the crowd cheered lustily and Dorothy hugged the kitten in her arms and told her how delighted she was to know that she was innocent.
Then the fairies thanked him for his forgiveness, and promised to work very hard to please him; and the good-natured king took them all up in his arms, and carried them safely home to his palace.
And as he waved his arms to impersonate the policeman, his portly form again shook with a deep ringing laugh, the laugh of one who always eats well and, in particular, drinks well.
The count jumped up and, swaying from side to side, spread his arms wide and threw them round the little girl who had run in.
Suddenly she jumped up onto a tub to be higher than he, embraced him so that both her slender bare arms clasped him above his neck, and, tossing back her hair, kissed him full on the lips.
Pierre shook his head and arms as if attacked by mosquitoes or bees.
Her enormous figure stood erect, her powerful arms hanging down (she had handed her reticule to the countess), and only her stern but handsome face really joined in the dance.
While the count was being turned over, one of his arms fell back helplessly and he made a fruitless effort to pull it forward.
When Tikhon came to her Princess Mary was sitting on the sofa in her room, holding the weeping Mademoiselle Bourienne in her arms and gently stroking her hair.
When she saw the count, she stretched out her arms to him, embraced his bald head, over which she again looked at the letter and the portrait, and in order to press them again to her lips, she slightly pushed away the bald head.
Rostov took the letter and, throwing the money on the sofa, put both arms on the table and began to read.
Another, the red, stout Nesvitski, lay on a bed with his arms under his head, laughing with an officer who had sat down beside him.
He really was in love with the Tsar and the glory of the Russian arms and the hope of future triumph.
Whether tomorrow brings victory or defeat, the glory of our Russian arms is secure.
His eyes, nose, and mouth all seemed puckered into a vacant, wearied grimace, and his arms and legs always fell into unnatural positions.
Taking her in his arms, he held her close for a moment and then planted a kiss on her forehead.
Even as tired as she was, his arms were a welcome haven.
Tammy hurled herself across the room into his arms and started lavishing him with kisses and hugs that he returned with equal enthusiasm.
She screamed as she wind milled her arms in the hot air.
Giddon swooped her into his arms and pushed through the brush.
The room went black and his arms instantly surrounded her, drawing her close in an eager embrace.
Her arms stole around his neck and she ran trembling fingers through the soft hair on the back of his head.
She snuggled into his arms and felt safe for the first time since the accident.
Their bodies were round, their legs short and thick and their arms extraordinarily long and stout.
"Each of their arms is a wooden club," answered the little man, "and I'm sure the creatures mean mischief, by the looks of their eyes.
The good woman was so overjoyed that she caught him in her arms and kissed him.
Their aim, he said, was nothing less than "the lifting, from the backs and from the hearts of men, of their burden of arms and of fears, so that they may find before them a golden age of freedom and of peace."
If my mother happened to be near I crept into her arms, too miserable even to remember the cause of the tempest.
I think she would like to put her two soft arms around your neck and hug you.
One carried me in his arms so that my feet would not touch the water.
She had a wild urge to throw her arms around his neck and kiss the worry from his face.
His arms were folded across his chest and his rugged features were drawn into a troubled frown.
Brandon's blue Neon was already in the parking lot, and he was lounging with his back against it, arms folded across his chest.
He turned and walked down the street, and after a moment's hesitation Dorothy caught Eureka in her arms and climbed into the buggy.
Alex gently turned her around and took her into his arms.
He pulled her into his arms.
The memory brought goose bumps to her arms.
She leaned back in his arms.
She stepped closer to Alex, her hands balled into fists at the end of stiff arms.
"My breath is bad," she said, squirming in his arms.
In the darkness, Alex found her and pulled her into his arms.
She lifted Destiny into her arms.
Destiny cried harder, clinging to her hands and trying to get back into her arms.
Carmen handed Destiny the doll and she wrapped it in her arms.
He reached down and took her hands, pulling her into his arms.
Giddon held his hands out and the toddler hurled herself into his arms.
They finally reached the creek, where Giddon stopped long enough to scoop her into his arms.
She turned her face away, twisting free of his arms.
His step was light as he crossed the room and gently lifted Tammy into his arms.
The thought brought goose bumps to her arms.
"Lisa," his voice was barely more than a whisper as he pulled her into his arms.
He lifted Tammy into his arms.
He straddled a chair and leaned his arms across the top of it while he sipped his coffee.
Instantly his hands came up to her elbows, forcing her arms around his neck.
He grabbed her waist before she could back away, and pulled her into his arms.
She slipped her arms around his neck and forced his lips down harder on her own.
She squirmed from his arms; her breath coming in short gasps.
What do you think I've been going through lately... wanting to tell you, wanting to hold you in my arms - not knowing if you felt the way I did.
If she hadn't been there in his arms only minutes ago, she never would have guessed he had been so aroused.
She wrapped her arms around her knees and stared into the dusk.
He laughed and grabbed her fist, jerking her into his arms.
His arms were folded across his chest and a twinkle was in his eyes.
Adrienne's stomach lurched and chill bumps popped out on her arms.
She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her cheek against him.
About the way he smiled, so sweet and innocent - the way his arms felt around her, so comforting and secure.
She crossed her arms over her chest.
She leaned forward and draped her arms around the horse's shoulders.
Lifting her into strong arms, he deposited her roughly on the wagon seat.
She rubbed her arms as cold fingers clutched at her heart.
He lifted her in his arms and she allowed him to carry her deeper into the cave.
His hands slid up her arms, gently caressing her shoulders.
She cradled her throbbing head on her arms and tried to relax.
In her room, she dropped on the bed and threw her arms out, sinking into its softness.
He reached his arms out to her.
His strong arms wrapped around her and he kissed her forehead.
Before she had time to protest, he scooped her into his arms and deposited her in the buggy.
He reached down and grabbed her by the arms, pulling her up into his lap.
She leaned back in arms.
"From now on," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
She rubbed her arms and left the room.
She rubbed her arms again.
He took the wood from her arms and dropped it into the wood box.
She hugged her arms and hunched down into her jacket, her teeth chattering.
He lounged against the doorway; arms folded across his chest, and contemplated the family room.
He dropped his arms and turned to face her.
Instantly strong arms scooped her off the ladder and lowered her safely to the floor.
The arms that rescued her continued to cradle her gently, and what the fall had failed to do to her heart beat, his close proximity completed.
How the dream began, she couldn't remember but she was in his arms and he was gazing down at her, his expression as bland as usual.
Unsure what to do with her hands, she rested them on his arms.
His expression was openly compassionate as he reached out, drawing her into his arms and guiding her head to his shoulder.
He rubbed his arms, unable to completely suppress a shudder.
Some time later she awoke in his arms.
Her arms slid around his neck of their own volition and she pressed close to him passionately returning his affection.
He lifted her into his arms and turned toward the family room door.
She dodged his arms.
She whispered softly as she slipped her arms around his neck and returned his passionate kiss.
He lifted her into his arms and carried her to his bedroom, gently lowering her to the bed.
But nothing was different when she woke in his arms hours later.
His hands touched her waist and then he slipped his arms around her from behind and drew her back against his chest.
He lifted his arms to help her down.
It all appeared innocent until her feet touched the ground, and then he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her as his lips sought hers hungrily.
His arms barely reached his ears.
Cynthia gathered him into her arms and sat down on the bed.
Martha shouted, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me on the lips while I still clung on to my steering wheel.
He twisted, turned and moved his arms constantly, a determined look painted on his face.
It's a wonder we didn't raise our arms in surrender.
I put my arms around her but I didn't know what to say.
I tightened my arms about her.
Over their shoulder I saw Martha leave, with little Claire in her arms.
I lifted the sleeping child to my arms, and holding a concealed knife against her body, told the frightened woman to follow me, in silence.
A stocky man with a baseball cap visor obscuring most of his face carried Molly in his arms.
Though I could hardly raise my arms above my aching side, I kept working.
He took her arms and sat her in a chair, handed her a fistful of tissues, and knelt.
Her alarm growing, she crossed her arms and climbed the stairs to the kitchen area.
The man who spoke snatched her arms from behind and shoved her into the kitchen.
She struggled, but he wrapped his arms around her in a hold she couldn't break.
Blood trickled down both arms before her wounds healed themselves.
"Very impressive," the stranger said, kneeling beside her to look at both of her arms.
By the time they entered the building, her arms and legs were responsive again.
"No," the petite woman ordered, her arms crossed.
He leaned against the wall a few feet from her, arms crossed and cold blue eyes on her.
Talon's work on her arms pissed him off, but he hadn't considered the wounds were as recent as yesterday.
The water was cold, and she shook, her arms hugging her knees to her chest.
He stood near the windows and had in his arms a stack of clothing.
He was just … She shuddered and crossed her arms.
Have Jenn twist a few arms for details and to validate the intercepts.
Am I still grounded? she asked, pinning him with a cold glare and crossing her arms.
He crossed his arms and glanced at his watch.
Instead, he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug.
Her arms were crossed and she was chewing on her lower lip again.
His eyes lit up, and Bianca flung herself into his arms, thrilled to feel her brother's lanky body again.
He hesitated then wrapped his arms around her, resting his cheek against her head.
Jenn was dressed in a revealing top and tight jeans, her arms crossed and her features amused.
She stepped into his view, and he dropped his arms, throwing back his head to suck in deep breaths.
He recalled how soothing her hug had been earlier and itched to feel her soft, warm body in his arms again.
He gathered her warm body in his arms and smoothed away the curls that clung to his face, breathing her deep scent before he dropped into the first peaceful slumber in ages.
She was curled up in it, her head resting on one of the arms.
"Of course not," she replied and crossed her arms.
She left in a huff, and Dusty crossed his arms against Ohio's fall breeze.
Speck crossed his arms and waited as he answered.
Talon swatted at raindrops ahead of her, and she crossed her arms, shivering.
She wrapped her arms around her knees and closed her eyes for a brief rest.
Despite her fear, she wrapped her arms around him.
"At least hold off on-- " "Jenn!" he said, gripping her arms.
He removed the bulletproof vest and the body armor on his arms and legs to help free his movement.
She flung her arms around him.
She flung her arms around him, the sweet smell of innocence and softness of her body making him melt.
He sat, surprising Bianca, who wrapped her arms around him.
The woman in Dusty's arms shook from cold and fear.
"I am capable, you know," Jenn said and crossed her arms.
"Shouldn't you be saving people in Ohio or something?" she asked, crossing her arms.
She flung herself into his arms, gratified when he squeezed her hard.
Her eyes were watery, and she crossed to him, sinking into his arms.
The rain didn't touch the Watcher, and Jule crossed his arms.
Cocoa skin, soulful dark eyes, exotic features, and brilliant tattoos over his exposed, muscular arms.
"Make you do what?" he asked and stopped just out of arms' reach.
He slung his arms open, giving her a huge target.
The woman in his arms went still as he pressed its edge to her throat.
She darted to the Other and threw her arms around him.
Jule crossed his arms and watched.
She started to the table then stopped, unable to dismiss the feeling of the man's arms around her or what she'd felt when they touched.
He spread his arms to show he wasn't carrying any weapons.
Damian growled, crossing his arms.
Wrapping his arms around her in a bear hug, he all but dragged her down the hall.
Jule stretched his neck back and shook out his arms in the cold night.
Jule wrapped his arms around her.
He lowered the soup, and their arms brushed, opening the gateway for energy between them.
His gaze went to their arms.
Handing him the washcloth, she sat out of arms' reach, afraid of what would happen if she touched him again.
He didn't pause for their coats, so she bypassed the cloak room and crossed her arms as she exited the warm house.
The massive vamp crossed his arms and drew closer as she spoke.
He stopped within arms' reach.
His long, sleek hair was tied in a tight braid, and despite the cold and wind he wore only a long-sleeved sweater that hugged the muscles of his arms and shoulders beneath a down vest.
Rourk passed her, the blanket clenched in his arms.
Her body ached to feel whole again, as she had last night in his arms.
Damian appeared to be waiting for him, perched on the corner of a mahogany desk with his arms crossed.
Half a head shorter than Xander, Jule was speaking quietly to the vamp, whose arms were crossed and head tilted in consideration.
Xander faced him and crossed his arms, waiting.
Yully's body bucked in his arms, and she opened her mouth in a silent scream.
"Yully," Jule called, cradling the woman in his arms.
Jule gathered the woman in his arms.
"Damian," Jule said, standing with his mate cradled in his arms.
Xander crossed his arms, his head tilted in interest as he listened.
"Nothing," Damian said and crossed his arms.
"What?" she demanded, dropping her arms.
His thick arms squeezed her closer.
He sat beside her on the bed and wrapped his arms around her.
Yully wiped her tears and flung her arms around his neck, fluttering hundreds of kisses across his face.
He crossed his arms to display roped forearms and sat on the edge of his desk.
She pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, hiding her face from the light.
Relief flooded her, and she flung her arms around his neck.
She felt his arms around her and leaned into him, surprised at how natural it felt to be held against a complete stranger who made her want to flee for the hills and strip naked at the same time.
Most women were too intimidated to go near him, let alone get close enough to throw their arms around him.
None of his men had ever seen a human woman throw herself into his arms.
Damian crossed his arms.
He'd expected her original reaction to him to be born of shock, but she wrapped her arms around him once again.
The woman in his arms ducked her head again and closed her eyes, missing the flash of darkness that crossed his mind and face.
"Please don't—" she cried, yanking at her arms and legs.
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