He was the sexiest of all the men I’ve dated. Is it shallow to say that’s why I loved him?
I want to feel the weight of a man’s body on mine.
There was this kid-on-Christmas-morning quality to him as the guesses slipped out of his mouth.
I thought my immediate reaction would be hurt, but it wasn’t. It was an overwhelming feeling of being turned on, of immediate wanting. I couldn’t believe that I was going to get to do this.
It started with porn. We watched porn together sometimes, more his desire than mine, but whatever, it was kind of hot.
You should start by telling her, “I need to punish you.”
The worst sex comes out of nowhere. Like when a guy brings up sex before he’s even kissed you. Or he’s completely prosaic about it.
“I like strong women. I like how you boss me around when we do our lab together. To be honest, it’s a big turn-on.”
He says he loves the way I look lying on his desk.
One day I showed up and he had a present for me. A rectangular box with a little bow wrapped around it.