“Stuff like looking me over as if you wanna lick every square inch of me and then blushing about it. It's taking every bit of willpower I have and then some not to come over there and kiss you.”

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

“Why are you looking at me like that?"Like I want to push you to the floor and lick every inch of your pretty skin? Can't imagine.”

“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.”

“Many times, you are the single most significant and glorious thing that has ever happened in the lives of some people; they sit around and talk about you over and over again throughout the years while you are out there living your life, every step that you take and every kiss that you make having absolutely nothing to do with them, at all!”

“Those days are over. I have to be won all over again every time you see me.”