Example sentences of "her [noun sg] [conj] [vb past] his " in BNC.

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1 She felt his lips brush against her skin and heard his murmured " Enchante , " but he did n't look at her again before greeting the senator .
2 She leant across the table to wipe his face with her napkin and knocked his glass of wine into his lap .
3 He flicked the white silk bow undone , his fingers running through it , inciting shivers of heat to flood her skin as he studied her through those hooded lids , and deliberately stroked one long finger down the nape of her neck and lowered his blue eyes to watch her nipples erect in fierce , unwanted response .
4 One evening Rosslyn 's horse came up from the paddock as usual for his dinner , but instead of practically knocking her over like he normally did in his enthusiasm to get at the food , he stopped quietly at her side and put his head in her hands , saying non-verbally : ‘ I hurt ! ’
5 She tried to break from his grasp , but as she spoke he released the arm still pinned at her side and placed his hand on the curve of her neck , fondling it in a way that reminded her of an actor she 'd once seen playing Henry VIII just before a beheading scene .
6 He pushed his hand back beneath her skirt and thrust his fingers down inside her panties , pressing roughly between her legs .
7 She drew his head down to her mouth and engaged his lips in a tender argument .
8 Wild with fear , Constance opened her mouth and bit his nose so hard that it hurt her teeth .
9 She pointed to one of the paintings on the south wall , in which the maiden sat on a plinth beneath bowering trees , reading a billet-doux whilst its author wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head against her neck .
10 She heard the steady beat of his heart under her cheek and felt his hand stroking her hair again and again .
11 She felt Jackie Tiptoe 's breath on her cheek and heard his whisper , ‘ Do n't fight , do n't think , make yourself into a machine , it 's the only way . ’
12 Tommaso bent down to her cheek and placed his lips against her ear .
13 Was it her imagination or had his grip on her shoulder grown less tight ?
14 Sliding his hands up to her face , he cupped her head and thrust his tongue deeper still , as if he were dying of thirst , drinking from her .
15 Joy Prentice caught up with her father and took his arm .
16 He held it under her chin and lowered his mouth to hers .
17 I intended to tell you last evening , but what with one thing and another — ’ He released her chin and slid his fingers up the side of her face to cup it .
18 He opened her door and held his hand out .
19 She withdrew her hand and grazed his cheek softly with the back of her fingers .
20 He took her hand and touched his lips to the inside of her wrist , sending a tingle like an electric shock up her arm .
21 She lifted her hand and touched his cheek , still damp where the tears had tracked , and bit her lip hard to hold back her own tears .
22 She raised her hand and stroked his face , and he caught it with his own , turning it over so that it was palm up , and kissing it .
23 He sang in the words of the aria that she should give him her hand and put his out to her , but she pretended not to understand .
24 As he released her hand and slid his fingers through her hair , drawing her unresisting head towards him , she reached out at last to touch the dark curls at his ear .
25 She opened her mouth but Mitch took a tight grip on her arm and handed his own card across .
26 He took his hand from her arm and slid his fingers through her hair .
27 He nuzzled the hair back from her throat and pressed his mouth to her skin .
28 To read Mrs McDermott 's vivid recollection of those final precious moments when she spoke to her son and tidied his hair before he ran off to play in Ormeau Park where he met his killer would melt the hardest of hearts .
29 Angered , Sara tried to snatch her hand away but he held on to her wrist and put his other arm around her shoulders .
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