“If she was mine, I'd cherish every inch of her. And I wanted to. Now”

“I want to kiss every inch of you," he murmured and ground his cock against her mound. "Then I want to lick every inch. And touch. Then suck. Then fuck." He gave her hair a hard tug. "Every inch.”

“I want to kiss every inch of you. Then I want to lick every inch. And touch. Then suck. Then fuck. Every inch.”

“I want to paper cut her. On every square inch of her body. And then roll her in salt water.”

“I don't even know her yet..but if she could see me right now, I'd want her to know that I love her”

“I sat thinking. How it was she who'd mentioned love first. How she seemed to be waiting, the door still between us, for me to act. And I imagined that if I reached for her I would find her where she lay waiting in the water, and my fingers would glide over her bare wet skin until every inch of her, every crook and hollow, would become mine. I would vouch for her with my life.”