The Witch of the Breton Woods Quotes

“Life was ephemeral. Fragile. Fleeting. Love was a rare, precious gift. This time, she would grab the chance for happiness and seize the day. Carpe diem.”
― Jennifer Ivy Walker, The Witch of the Breton Woods

“worshipped her like a deity, his reverent mouth exalting her sublime, supple skin. He caressed the length of her elegant neck and suckled her irresistible nipples, the tip of his tongue tracing and tasting the luscious lips between her lean legs.”
― Jennifer Ivy Walker, The Witch of the Breton Woods

“Her tangy, salty sweetness filled his senses, the stimulating scent of her arousal creating a painful ache in his loins.”
― Jennifer Ivy Walker, The Witch of the Breton Woods

“replaced his delicate, inquisitive fingers with a searching, probing tongue.”
― Jennifer Ivy Walker, The Witch of the Breton Woods

“Ardor increasing with each thrust of his bold tongue, his hardened body pressed firmly against her soft rump, sending waves of throbbing warmth to settle between her trembling thighs.”
― Jennifer Ivy Walker, The Witch of the Breton Woods

“Warmth flooded her body and settled between her thighs. I want him.”
― Jennifer Ivy Walker, The Witch of the Breton Woods

“Let me help you sit up,” she suggested encouragingly, sliding her arm behind Beau’s back. His muscles were hard and lean, and she hovered just above his broad, brawny shoulder. Once again, the tangy masculine scent washed her in a wave of longing.”
― Jennifer Ivy Walker, The Witch of the Breton Woods

“Something smells amazing. What are you cooking?” Beau sniffed the welcoming aroma emanating from the kitchen. Something does indeed smell amazing. You, my handsome patient. Yvette smiled at his eager, stubbled face.”
― Jennifer Ivy Walker, The Witch of the Breton Woods