His voice is warm and husky like dark melted chocolate fudge caramel… or something.
Fifty Shades of Grey, p.16.
just a good descriptive sentence.
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Torturous memories flash through my mind—the gliding, holding hands, kissing, the bathtub, his gentleness, his humor, and his dark, brooding, sexy stare.
Fifty Shades Darker, p.4.
…him pulling out my tampon.
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Taking another spoonful, he offers me more. This time I keep my mouth shut and shake my head, and he lets it slowly melt on the spoon so that the melted ice cream drips, onto my throat, onto my chest. He dips down and very slowly licks it off. My body lights up with longing.
Fifty Shades Darker, p. 54.
i’m upset that they are wasting all this ice cream. like, can’t they just eat the ice cream and then fuck?
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It is a lovely, mild morning. The sun is shining, and the air smells of coffee and freshly baked bread.
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