Her face wet with tears.
Their necks, with their wet, close-clinging manes, looked strangely thin.
He cut her scream short with a wet kiss planted over her lips.
You'd better go in and get out of those wet clothes.
Why don't you get a wet cloth, Miss Spencer?
"C'mon, love, I'm wet for you," she purred.
Napoleon's short hair was wet and matted on the forehead, but his face, though puffy and yellow, expressed physical satisfaction.
His wet pants clung to his legs.
Cynthia was still in the room when he returned, towel wrapped and shaking his wet head.
A little ahead of them walked a peasant guide, wet to the skin and wearing a gray peasant coat and a white knitted cap.
Her face was wet with tears.
Clothes, saddles, reins, were all wet, slippery, and sodden, like the ground and the fallen leaves that strewed the road.
Denisov, the esaul, and Petya rode silently, following the peasant in the knitted cap who, stepping lightly with outturned toes and moving noiselessly in his bast shoes over the roots and wet leaves, silently led them to the edge of the forest.
He took off his wet felt cloak in a corner of the room, and without greeting anyone went up to Denisov and began questioning him about the matter in hand.
His first vision was that of Bianca's wet, pale face with dark curls stuck to her cheeks.
She wanted more … She shook her head and took a wet washcloth into the living room.
Han watched, handing her a wet wash cloth when she was done.
He paused and brushed wet hair from her face with one hand, scouring her features.
"Then let's get you out of those wet clothes," he said huskily.
When they reached the stall, Casper's flanks were wet with sweat.
Their footprints remained in sand wet enough to become packed but not wet enough to be squishy.
She wet her lips and nodded, unable to speak.
"Sweet, little, defenseless, bet you're wet and taste just as sweet," the man who'd tasted her said.
It was like every teen age wet dream.
Even wet, her hair cascaded in a full mane that framed her face beautifully.
The ones he had run into over the years smelled awful, like a wet dog.
I'm going to get out of these wet clothes.
His huge feet splashed through the wet snow, slinging it at the goats.
The last thing she remembered was sitting down on the bed to tug her wet jeans off her bare feet.
The last thing she remembered was the wet ground rushing toward her face.
Woodenly, she peeled off her wet clothes and climbed into a hot shower.
Every child begins the world again, to some extent, and loves to stay outdoors, even in wet and cold.
The officers gladly gathered round him, some on their knees, some squatting Turkish fashion on the wet grass.
Rostov, leaning his head on both hands, sat at the table which was scrawled over with figures, wet with spilled wine, and littered with cards.
Prince Andrew touched the head with his hand; even the hair was wet, so profusely had the child perspired.
Natasha raised her head and, kissing her friend on the lips, pressed her wet face against her.
Mary Hendrikhovna obliged them with the loan of a petticoat to be used as a curtain, and behind that screen Rostov and Ilyin, helped by Lavrushka who had brought their kits, changed their wet things for dry ones.
Petya took off his wet clothes, gave them to be dried, and at once began helping the officers to fix up the dinner table.
His horse, having galloped up to a campfire that was smoldering in the morning light, stopped suddenly, and Petya fell heavily on to the wet ground.
Wet auburn curls were plastered around her pale face and the back of her neck.
Wet auburn curls were plastered around her pale face and the back of her neck.
Suddenly, she was flung to the wet floor.
"Now, you wanna get outta these wet clothes or not?" he asked.
Sofia lay on the cold steel table, her tears still wet but her eyes open and staring blankly.
Deidre whipped the door open, ignoring the sting of her wet hair against her shoulders.
He couldn't imagine any childhood taunting that would have caused him to crawl into the earth through a cold, wet, and black hole.
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips nervously.
She attempted to wet her dry lips with an equally dry tongue.
The ocean was cold, and wet sand squished between her toes.
Next to Kris's whiskey Andre kept at the wet bar was Tamer's favorite vodka, Kiki's rice wine, and Erik's diet soda.
She stepped into the clammy, wet world of fog and darkness, pausing to focus on the portal that would lead to her sister.s house.
Dean never ceased to marvel at the difference of high mountain snow from the heavy, wet precipitation of the East and the endless problems it caused with man and auto.
The crowds were lighter than yesterday, due to the heavy snowfall making not only climbing difficult, but viewing a wet and laborious task.
Fred wet his pencil and frowned like a college professor.
He wet his pencil.
Jackson's hair was still wet and slicked back.
It contained a sofa, two wing chairs, a queen size bed, a fully stocked wet bar, kitchenette, bathroom, wide screen TV, books, and magazines.
Her foot slipped on a large wet rock, spilling her face first into the mud.
The cedar tree was bent over with the weight of a heavy load of wet snow.
Carmen hung her coat and tugged the boots off her wet feet.
Her clothes were soaking wet and her backside was numb with cold.
She pulled her micro free and rested her wet thumb against it until the screen unlocked; it worked.
She changed, grateful to be out of the cold, wet clothing.
"Cheep! cheep! cheep!" came from the wet grass.
The three men, as they passed, looked down and saw the little birds fluttering in the cold, wet grass.
It is commonly higher in the winter and lower in the summer, though not corresponding to the general wet and dryness.
The cloak they spread under him was wet with blood which stained his breeches and arm.
The wet nurse supported the coverlet with her chin, while the priest with a goose feather anointed the boy's little red and wrinkled soles and palms.
Princess Mary had ceased taking lessons in mathematics from her father, and when the old prince was at home went to his study with the wet nurse and little Prince Nicholas (as his grandfather called him).
The baby Prince Nicholas lived with his wet nurse and nurse Savishna in the late princess' rooms and Princess Mary spent most of the day in the nursery, taking a mother's place to her little nephew as best she could.
The left side of the forest was dark in the shade, the right side glittered in the sunlight, wet and shiny and scarcely swayed by the breeze.
The earth in the kitchen garden looked wet and black and glistened like poppy seed and at a short distance merged into the dull, moist veil of mist.
Nicholas went out into the wet and muddy porch.
When he had gone, taking his wife with him, and had settled down with her in their covered cart, the officers lay down in the tavern, covering themselves with their wet cloaks, but they did not sleep for a long time; now they exchanged remarks, recalling the doctor's uneasiness and his wife's delight, now they ran out into the porch and reported what was taking place in the covered trap.
As they left the tavern in the twilight of the dawn, Rostov and Ilyin both glanced under the wet and glistening leather hood of the doctor's cart, from under the apron of which his feet were sticking out, and in the middle of which his wife's nightcap was visible and her sleepy breathing audible.
That curly grass which always grows by country roadsides became clearly visible, still wet with the night's rain; the drooping branches of the birches, also wet, swayed in the wind and flung down bright drops of water to one side.
It was now, however, impossible to get back the way he had come; the maid, Aniska, was no longer there, and Pierre with a feeling of pity and disgust pressed the wet, painfully sobbing child to himself as tenderly as he could and ran with her through the garden seeking another way out.
The man whom they called Tikhon, having run to the stream, plunged in so that the water splashed in the air, and, having disappeared for an instant, scrambled out on all fours, all black with the wet, and ran on.
His face was puckered up and wet with tears.
Thus in a time of trouble ever memorable to him after the birth of their first child who was delicate, when they had to change the wet nurse three times and Natasha fell ill from despair, Pierre one day told her of Rousseau's view, with which he quite agreed, that to have a wet nurse is unnatural and harmful.
In the ensuing darkness, red and blue lights flashed his shadow on the wet grass.
He grabbed a rag and wet it before wiping her mouth.
While I preferred not to toss a wet blanket on her quest, I remained far more pragmatic.
The pretty young girl materialized, hair wet and smiling, dressed in a new bathrobe Betsy had purchased.
The air was heavy and fragrant, the wet, solid sand near the ocean welcome after her initial attempt to keep up in the sugary sand higher up the beach.
She savored the sensations of his hot, wet mouth and the buzz she got feeding from him.
Her eyes were red, her red hair wet and disheveled, and she wore a flannel bathrobe and was barefoot.
But there's no way to prove it—a good attorney would rip those allegations apart like a wet newspaper.
He crossed to the wet bar for two glasses, one with red wine and the other with whiskey.
Mountain winters were always a surprise to lowlanders and easterners, where the chemistry of moisture played games that produced slush and wet snow, not the sparkling crystals so soft a broom could clear a foot-deep snowfall with a few swishes.
He wet his pants.
Beneath the trees grew some kind of lush, wet, bushy vegetation with silver-lit leaves and stems here and there.
He ran his hands through his wet hair again.
She turned and gave him a big hug, wet hands held aloft.