“He tasted like sin made into wine: dark, heady, and impossible to resist.”
“Then his mouth lowered in a hard, claiming kiss. A groan parted my lips and his tongue snaked between them to stroke mine with sensual dominance. He tasted like sin made into wine: dark, heady, and impossible to resist.”
“Nothing is as heady as the wine of possibility”
“Gorgeous' you say in English and he likes that word tasting it like wine.”
“White wine is like electricity. Red wine looks and tastes like a liquified beefsteak.”
“A wine cellar requires order, forethought and good taste,’ the old man used to say. ‘These are the virtues that made Britain great.”