Angela

“He has, like me, a sense of smell. I let him inhale me, then I slip away.”
― Anaïs Nin, Henry and June: From the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin

“I want you sore, baby,” he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, leisurely torment, backward, forward. “Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I’ve been here. Only me. You are mine.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“I don't hear your words: your voice reverberates against my body like another kind of caress, another kind of penetration. I have no power over your voice. It comes straight from you into me. I could stuff my ears and it would find its way into my blood and make it rise.”
― Anaïs Nin, Henry and June: From the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin

“Then at certain moments I remember one of his words and I suddenly feel the sensual woman flaring up, as if violently caressed. I say the word to myself, with joy. It is at such a moment that my true body lives.”
― Anaïs Nin, Henry and June: From the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin