Scent Quote by Becca Fitzpatrick

His lips crushed mine, powerful, hungry like if he didn't taste every inch of me he'd crumble to pieces, like we're dangling on the…

— Sarah Wilkins

I emitted some civetlike female stink, a distinct perfume of sexual wanting, that he had followed to find me here in the dark.

— Janet Fitch

I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and…

— Jojo Moyes

When he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin to penetrate, it had turned me into a wild thing-hot, wet, and desperate for…

— Karen Marie Moning

He was a super shiny boy and I liked the shape of him. Under the blanket. In the shower. I liked his shadow on…

— Emma Forrest

And I kissed him. His lips were sweeter than anything I'd ever tasted, like melted caramel, like hot chocolate, like breathing and dying and…

— Sarah Wilkins

The way he kissed me felt like a brand. Like he was tattooing himself under my skin.

— Tammara Webber

He appeared before me and departed. We were not able to speak to or touch each other. But in that short interval, he transformed…

— Haruki Murakami

He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He…

— Becca Fitzpatrick

Slowly, with a look of intense concentration, he got up and advanced on me ... put out a front paw, and stroked my cheek…

— Sylvia Townsend Warner

His breath in my ear, he ran his tongue along the curved edge, sucking the fleshy lobe and my small diamond stud into his…

— Tammara Webber

He was in my hair, my eyes, my fingers, my heart. I day-dreamed about what he was doing, thinking, seeing, smelling, feeling. I could…

— Lisa See