pungentlove

[pungentlove]

She hung his trench coat in her locker and leaned in to take a deep breath. It smelled like Irish Spring and a little bit like potpourri and like something she couldn’t describe any way other than boy.

Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor and Park

#rainbow rowell #ya romance #eleanor and park #irish spring #potpourri #boy

[pungentlove]

She tried not to notice the way his chest rose and fell beneath the crisp linen of his shirt and the soft wool of his jacket. The way his breath came in long, slow inhales and exhales. The way his strong thighs engaged as the carriage rocked along the cobblestone streets. The scent of him—clove and thyme and Temple.

Sarah MacLean, No Good Duke Goes Unpunished

#sarah maclean #romance novels #historical romance #no good duke goes unpunished #rules of scoundrels #clove #thyme #temple

[pungentlove]

Lady Emeline smelled of lemon balm.

Elizabeth Hoyt, To Taste Temptation

#elizabeth hoyt #romance novels #historical romance #to taste temptation #legend of the four soldiers #lemon balm

[pungentlove]

The hints of starch and expensive cologne mingled with the salty-clean scent of his skin.

Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

#lisa kleypas #romance novels #historical romance #devil in winter #wallflowers quartet #starch #expensive cologne #the salty-clean scent of his skin

[pungentlove]

He also automatically registered how nice and feminine she smelled, a stark change from the men he’d worked with on his two weeks of ranch work.

Victoria Dahl, Too Hot to Handle

#victoria dahl #romance novels #contemporary romance #too hot to handle #jackson series #nice #feminine

[pungentlove]

The soap fragrance he had noticed last evening was coming most noticeably from her hair. She must have washed it recently.

Mary Balogh, The Arrangement

#mary balogh #romance novels #historical romance #the arrangement #the survivors' club #soap fragrance

[pungentlove]

'Why do you always smell so good?' he murmured. 'I use'—she caught her breath as he did something particularly ingenious with his lips—'Meredith Beauty’s finest cold-process soap, made with oil of honeysuckle. It is expensive and impractical, but then, I can be.'

Theresa Romain, Secrets of a Scandalous Heiress

#theresa romain #romance novels #historical romance #secrets of a scandalous heiress #meredith beauty's finest cold-process soap #oil of honeysuckle

[pungentlove]

He’d dragged himself from the arena into Caro’s bed, sealed the grime to his skin with sweat from their lovemaking, and then crawled under the covers to stew in the resulting miasma— only to dress, this morning, in soiled flannels and set about working up a new sweat to season the old. He smelled like a meat cellar.

Erin Satie, The Secret Heart

#erin satie #romance novels #historical romance #the secret heart #no better angels #grime #sweat #soiled flannels #a meat cellar

[pungentlove]

Hunter turned her over and smiled, his lavender-scented hand splayed over the frame of her collarbone.

Lisa Kleypas, Stranger In My Arms

#lisa kleypas #romance novels #historical romance #stranger in my arms #lavender

[pungentlove]

She was like a cream-cake with an added hint of lemon. Familiar and comforting in aroma…and yet when one got close enough, one realized that all that sweetness was balanced by something deliciously tart.

Courtney Milan, What Happened at Midnight

#courtney milan #romance novels #historical romance #what happened at midnight #cream cake #lemon #deliciously tart

[pungentlove]

It was no hardship to place his face so close to hers that he could breathe the perfume of her hair. 'It isn’t Pearson’s soap you use,' he murmured.

Meredith Duran, Lady Be Good

#meredith duran #romance novels #historical romance #lady be good #rules for the reckless #perfume #not pearson's soap

[pungentlove]

It was the alarm, surely, the fright of her near brush with ruin that had loosened her hold on reason and shrunk her world down to the touch of his hands on her elbows, the ardent vibration of his apologizing voice, the familiar clean smell of his soap.

Cecilia Grant, A Woman Entangled

#cecilia grant #romance novels #historical romance #a woman entangled #blackshear family #the familiar clean smell of his soap

[pungentlove]

With a growl, he buried his face in the curve of her neck, inhaling her sweet fragrance along with the earthy scent of her earlier exertions.

Lorraine Heath, When The Duke Was Wicked

#lorraine heath #romance novels #historical romance #when the duke was wicked #scandalous gentlemen of st james #sweet fragrance #earthy scent

[pungentlove]

An image of her wearing her strawberry perfume and those red glasses— and, let’s be honest, not much else— popped into his head unbidden.

Jenny Holiday, Sleeping With Her Enemy

#jenny holiday #romance novels #contempora #sleeping with her enemy #49th floor novels #strawberry perfume #not much else

[pungentlove]

He smelled of sweat, but not in a bad way— rather, in a way that was virile and pleasing.

Alyssa Cole, Radio Silence

#alyssa cole #romance novels #contemporary romance #radio silence #off the grid #sweat #but not in a bad way

[pungentlove]

That decadent scent reminded her of sandalwood, potent and somehow masculine. The scent transformed into a taste and filled her mouth. Musky. Man. Him.

Melissa Blue, Under His Kilt

#melissa blue #romance novels #contemporary romance #woc in romance #under his kilt #contemporary scottish romance #sandalwood #potent #masculine

[pungentlove]

He’d never touched a woman like her, all clean and pale and sweet-smelling.

Shana Galen, The Rogue You Know

#shana galen #romance novels #historical romance #the rogue you know #covent garden cubs #sweet-smelling