Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes:
Ocupation: Author
Life: b. February 3, 1979
Birthday: February 3
He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.
source: Becca Fitzpatrick (2011). “Silence”, p.276, Simon and Schuster
topic: Letting Go, Mean, Hands, Grazing, Patch And Nora, Sensuous
