“If I meet you at your third floor window tonight, will you let me in?” he whispers softly against my ear, hardly a murmur.”

“He did not playfully shake him, as was his wont, or murmur soft love curses; but he whispered in his ear.'As you love me, Buck. As you love me,' was what he whispered.--Call of the Wild”

“I love the way you feel Ella." He says in my mouth"I love the way you taste." He whispers against my breasts and gently licks one of my nipples."I love the way you smell." He murmurs into my neck, inhailing behind my ear."I love the way you look at me when i'm inside you" he whispers against my lips the same time he grinds into me.”

“You stayed,” he murmured... Her softly whispered answer sifted into his hair where her lips rested against the top of his head. “You didn’t let go.”

“Love you, Tabby." Oh yes. I pressed the insides of my thighs to his hips, wrapped my arms tight around him, and whispered in his ear, "Love you too, Shy." His mouth moved below my ear and he murmured against my skin, "Everything to me.”

“Do you want me to kiss you. Anastasia?" he whispers softly in my ear."Yes," I breathe."Where?""Everywhere.”