He relished the sensations of her hot mouth and soft skin, the scent of her arousal and the way her body molded against his.
She forced herself to notice how dark the sky was, the rich scent of earth in the air, the tickle of the pine needles that brushed her skin.
He lifted the heavy, foil-covered plate out of the oven, stomach roaring at the scent of spiced chicken and vegetables.
Each time she exhaled the scent grew stronger, urging him closer.
With her taste in his mouth and scent on his skin, he was about to go insane, especially after walking away from her.
Instead, he focused hard on cleaning up her blood and bandaging her arm before the scent drove him too wild to control himself.
The ancient intelligence in his gaze terrified her, and she couldn't escape the scent of blood and sex that left her feeling intoxicated and wanting more of him.
It is fun to try to steer by the scent of watergrasses and lilies, and of bushes that grow on the shore.
She looked at the door, the familiar scent disturbing her, then down at her file.
His thoughts kept straying to a certain pink-haired woman whose scent on his skin was driving him crazy.