Pure Romance Flirt Scent Novels & Stories

With Mason, I bet he could make every day feel like Valentine's Day. He held my hand as he led me into the bedroom. I saw he had placed candles all around the room, emitting a mellow amber glow from the dancing flames. A warm woodsy fragrance wafted from the incense sticks. Wisps of delicate white smoke unfurled in the air all around us. “What scent is that?” I asked. "Patchouli. It’s an aphrodisiac," he spoke in a sweet seductive voice. “It heightens sexual pleasure by stimulating the hormone receptors.”

I thought I looked almost like a vampire. . After taking care of my skin, I decided to put on some gel on to set my hair. I certainly did not want some gust of wind, or whatever, wrecking my hairstyle. I combed it the way I have always did everyday. I also put my personal favorite perfume, which I bought in Italy, on my neck and both my wrists. The brand was written on the perfume bottle, on it was written "Aurmany". The aroma has a very strong tinge of wood. It has the main accords of mostly amber and vanilla, as well. The ingredients consist of cardamom in the top notes, lavender and orange blossom in the middle notes, and lastly amber and leather as the base notes.

Hello—she doesn’t even bother to call me by my real name. I finish the last part of my makeup and head to the drawing room. Her fragrance welcomes me before she does; floral, soft yet bold and audacious like its owner. "Valentino," Florence grins, turning away from a portrait to face me. "Flora!" I grin back, "How did you know I wore Valentino Flora? God, that scent always gives me away." I sink into the armchair, letting out a content sigh. Florence’s brow quirks, her grin fading before she looks away.

“In case you decide the return flight needs... more attention. I enjoyed it very much, Kylee.” I appreciated the scent she gave off. I sniffed the air subtly; she was pure human. Her skin smelled of synthetic vanilla, sweet sweat, and the trail of my own semen. A mundane fragrance, without the complexity of a she-wolf, but goddamn useful to pass the time. I looked at her sideways, curving my lips into a cynical smile that I knew would melt her. “I’ve been with better, gorgeous” I told her with a light mock, putting the paper into my tailored pants pocket without even looking at it.

She walked right past Jordan, making him shut his eyes tightly as he sucked in a breath while he caught a whiff of her perfume, which scented like spicy vanilla, saffron and a snippet of coriander. She had a sweet balsamic fragrance to her wake as though one were taking a deep breath into earthy Africa. The deeper notes of Madagascan vanilla and roasted barley with the subtle hint of Mahogany blended together with her unearthly scent, formed an amazing blast of timeless glamour. The scent was so strong as she stood only a few metres away from him. The urge to rip the clothes off her glorious body was so overwhelming but he took in a deep breath and willed his cock to lay low.

In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to decipher the enigma that lay beneath his charismatic exterior. A soft breeze brushed against my skin, carrying with it a faint scent of summer flowers. It mingled with his intoxicating cologne, creating a symphony of fragrances that whispered promises of passion and adventure. I inhaled deeply, trying to imprint every nuance of his scent in my memory.

Swallowing nervously, all her senses felt hyper aware of him. The smell of his cologne engulfed her, it was a heady blend of musky, masculine notes that left her breathless. The scent was warm and spicy, like a flicker of a flame on a cool autumn night. It enveloped her like a warm blanket, drawing her closer and making her want to melt into his embrace.

"It goes both ways. And thank you so much Tenor. You and your wife, you did so much for me. I'm grateful." "Anything for Simon and Paige. Can't mention him without you now." He teased. Simon clapped a hand on Tenor's back. "Thank you man, for everything." Tenor nodded. Closing his eyes, he sniffed the air. "You're wearing a fragrance made up of cinnamon, rose, clove, cardamom and coriander." He leaned closer to Paige. "There's also the slightest hint of patchouli and amber." He smiled a sensual smile. "Did you know that patchouli is considered a love potion?"

I am tempted to return back to hold the young man in my arms, hug him, kiss him and stay with him forever. The scent is mixed with notes of elderflower, hibiscus, orange and most especially, LILIES!! I keep turning to look back at the young man. Who is he? I am intoxicated, yearning for someone I barely know. My heart keeps asking itself a million questions. Could he...could he be my mate?

Roman could feel the soft tickle of her breath beneath his nose, fingers carding through her hair as they both breathed each other in. Warmth blossomed in Rose’s chest, sparks igniting as Roman leaned in close, lips brushing together, tentatively, again. The smell of her perfume, of the soft, lavender scent of her conditioner, was dizzying, butterflies dancing in his stomach. But warmth consumed her as she leaned into the kiss.