“Fleeting joy and fading ecstasy, here it goes again, oh, Sneaking fruit from the forbidden tree, sweet taste of sin” — John Legend Copy Share Image
“My tongue ran over my lower lip and I could taste the sin. It was thick and heavy in the air, and… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“His lips were approaching hers, but she could not taste sin. Not yet. Not until she knew the name of this golden… — Katherine Givens Copy Share Image
