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“What if I told you that you occupy my every waking thought? That I dream about you at night? And that you feature in my darkest, dirtiest dreams? What then?”
― D.L. Hess, Sir: The Awakening

“I want to make you feel things you’ve never felt, push you in ways you never knew existed, expand your horizons in ways you never dreamt needed expanding…â€�
Me too.
“I want to show you that pleasure can be pain…�
Whatever you want.
“And pain can be pleasure…�
Anything.
“And that those worlds can be yours if you just let go and exist…�
I’ll follow you anywhere.
“I want to break you apart. And put you back together again.�
I’m yours.
“Beautiful, I want to make you fly.�
Please. Anything.”
― D.L. Hess, Sir: The Awakening

“First you're going to get your sweet little ass down from there and bend over the counter while I show you who the fuck is boss around here.”
― Alyssa Turner, Polished

“See something you like?"

Miller tensed, going tight as a guitar string. "No, but God...Have you ever seen a dick that big before?"

Garrett couldn't resist teasing Miller a little. "Every morning when I take a piss."

"You wish." Miller tore his gaze away from the room's occupants and turned to stare at Garrett. "I remember your dick just fine, and it didn't look anything like that."

"Ah. Now you've gone and hurt my dick's feelings. Maybe you should kiss and make up.”
― Amanda Young, Recession

“Let me give you some advice here: People who want to have the sex talk with you will act the same way as people who want to murder you. First they get you in their car, so they're in control and you can't escape. Then they drive you someplace in the middle of nowhere.”
― Flynn Meaney, The Boy Recession

“He looks again towards the door, expecting Mum to walk in and remind him of something he's forgotten. He smiles awkwardly.
'Is that it, Dad? I've got to go.'
'Your Mum said I should mention ... um ... satisfaction.'
'What!'
'She said young men should know things, should be told things so that the girl won't be ...' his eyes plead for understanding, '... disappointed.'
[...] 'No worries, Dad. My biology teacher said I was a natural.'
Dad looks confused.
'I'm kidding, Dad.'
[...] Poor bloke, having to do the dirty work while Mum's off with her gang.
'Dad? What did Grandpa tell you about sex?'
'He said if I got a girl pregnant, he'd kill me.”
― Steven Herrick, Slice

“Admit it. You just had sex,â€� Alice hissed.

Cali’s jaw dropped open. “That’s none of your business,� she replied in outrage, “and how the hell did you know?�

Alice shook her head “You’re glowing orgasmically. It’s disgustingly sweet. And Kent looks ridiculously relaxed and possessive.�

Brushing her best friend away and flushing a little, Cali pretended to look for her salad tongs. “Mind your own business.�

“Fine,� Alice grumbled. “Don’t tell me all the dirty details.� She paused for a beat. Then added, “It was rear entry, wasn’t it?�

Cali almost strangled on her shock and indignation. “It was not.�

Alice chuckled maliciously. “Don’t lie to me. He has that macho glint in his eyes. I’d know that look anywhere. I’m an anthropologist, remember? And mating rituals are one of my specialties.”
― Zannie Adams, Renaissance

“You two have a lot to learn about being subs."

"Maybe, but I can't believe how turned on I am," Rory whispered.

Jack smiled at her. "I can." He sat on his knees and his gaze traveled over her body to the neat pink Lycra V between her legs. "You've soaked your bottoms already." The grin on his face was wicked. "Take them off.”
― Alyssa Turner, Polished

“Do you want to play a game?â€� he asks, his tone rich and dark and sensuous like his chocolate.
Every atom in me stands at attention. “What kind of game?�
“We’ll call it ‘Sir Saysâ€�. The rules are very simple—I give you a command. . . and you obey.”
― D.L. Hess, Sir: The Awakening

“Oh, I see. You’re horny.â€�
Kent cleared his throat. “I believe we’ve had more than one discussion about that adjective.�
“Right,â€� Cali corrected, frowning as she peered at the cellulite on the top of the back of her thighs. “You’re not horny. You’re lascivious.”
― Zannie Adams, Renaissance

“I need one, Momma, how come I don't have a baby sister?"

Rachel smiled. "You're so perfect. There was no need to ask for another."

Sophie cocked her head to the side like a puppy. "Ask who?"

"The Stork," Faith supplied.

Sophie looked thoroughly confused then. "I thought sex caused babies."

Rachel patted Faith on the back when she began to cough.

Kaycee shook her head. "Rhonda at school told me that special music causes babies. her sister told her that when her mom and dad play music in their bedroom, babies were being made. Momma, you play music in your room, but we don't have a baby."

"I don't have that particular CD, sweetie."

"My friend told me that it takes a penny and a Virginia to make a baby," Sophie said and sent Faith into another coughing fit.”
― Robin Alexander, The Summer of Our Discontent

“It's a guy thing. We like euphemisms. He could just as easily have said doing the nasty, shagging, banging, screwing, humping, baking the potato, boning, boom-boom, four-legged foxtrot, glazing the donut, hitting a home run, launching the meat missile, makin' bacon, opening the gates of Mordor, pelvic pinochle, planting the parsnip, releasing the kraken, rolling in the hay, stuffin' the muffin, or two-ball in the middle pocket..." He trailed off when he noticed their shocked expressions. "Or sex," he added. "He could have just said that."
"No wonder you don't have a girlfriend." Layla gave him a withering look. "I can't imagine a woman who would stick around after you took her for a nice dinner and then said, Hey babe, let's go launch the meat missile , or my personal favorite, release the kraken."
"I didn't say I used them." Sam loosened his collar. Why was the restaurant so damn hot?
"You know them. That's bad enough."
Dilip tipped his head to the side. "What's a kraken?"
"That's what I'm going to do to Sam's head in about three seconds," Layla said.
Sam smirked. "A kraken is an enormous mythical sea monster."
"Are we in middle school?" Layla looked around the bare room in mock confusion. "Because I could swear you were just talking about the size of your-”
― Sara Desai, The Marriage Game

“Thank you, Spencer," Rory said.

In a flash Jack was inches from her face, bending over her so that his breath could be felt on her lips. "You don't thank Spencer. You thank me.”
― Alyssa Turner, Polished

“Call me Sir.”
― D.L. Hess, Sir: The Awakening

“Unfortunately, the majority of young people in the United States don't receive comprehensive sexuality education that includes information on pleasurable and fulfilling sexual relationships. We also live in a sex negative culture that includes a lot of oversexualization, sex stigma, and body shaming so there are few positive and pleasurable representations of sexuality for young people. Many young people are curious about sex and how it works. As a result many young people turn to the internet and end up looking at porn to figure it out. That's like watching the Fast and the Furious to learn how to drive. Porn is not a realistic representation of healthy, pleasurable, communicative, and responsible sex.”
― Shafia Zaloom, Sex, Teens, and Everything in Between: The New and Necessary Conversations Today's Teenagers Need to Have about Consent, Sexual Harassment, Healthy Relationships, Love, and More

“I've never felt anything like it. I usually have trouble..."
"Coming?"
"Well, yes, I mean, it's fine by myself. But hard. At other times. With people. But this time it wasn't... difficult."
"Well, great. He's had a lot of practice."
"Don't be mean."
"I'm not, but you want me to act like great sex is the end of the world."
It is the end of the world, I thought. "No. But it feels big. I can't explain it, I feel, womanly or something."
"You think it's womanly to get fucked?" She had her clawed tones out and I retreated.
"I don't want to argue about gender theory. I just feel like something real happened. And I wanted someone to talk to about it. Like a friend."
"Let me guess," she said, tapping the spoon against the tablecloth. "He beat you up a little bit, called you a slut, and you thought that was really edgy, another spoiled white girl who wants to get slapped around because she always got everything she wanted."
"Fuck, Ari." I shook my head. "It must be hard. To have already sized up the world, to already have written it off completely. Is it just so fucking boring all the time?"
"Pretty much, Skip."
"I would rather be called a slut by him than deal with the shit I get from the women here." I picked up my bowl. "Also, you're fucking white. By the way. And you don't get a medal for being gay.”
― Stephanie Danler, Sweetbitter

“Most women want coaching in one particular aspect of life."
"What aspect?"
"Coitus." Emma pumped her fists and rocked her hips. "Also known as fornication, doing it, getting laid, knocking boots, doing the Devil's dance, shagging, screwing, nailing, banging, or doing squat thrusts in the cucumber patch."
Jack swept my hair away and pressed a kiss to the nape of my neck, allowing a wave of heat rippling across my skin. "I have another word," he whispered. "We can try it out tonight.”
― Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist

“You’re so wet.â€�

I smiled, “It’s your fault. Always.”
― Neda Aria, Bella Donna