““She smelled faintly of heather and evergreen boughs. Scent was an extravagance. He wondered where she dabbed the fragrant oil. The thin skin of her wrists? The pulse point at her white throat? Or maybe in the sweet hollow between her breasts? Thinking about all of those soft, forbidden places made him feel rampantly, throbbingly male. He wanted to search out those tender spots, bury his nose in them, and lave them with his tongue.””
![“She turned away in dismissal, only to have him grab her hand and whirl her around again. Before her startled gasp died, his mouth was on hers, his fingers buried in her hair. [...] He tasted like nothing she’d ever tasted before. Like dark fantasy. Like the sweetest temptation imaginable. And his…” quote by Norah Wilson](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/ebb/norah-wilson-19742_dark-fantasy_she-turned-away-in-dismissal-only-to-hav_477500.jpg)
