“Sex is more exciting on the screen and between the pages than between the sheets”

“I love being aroused.I relish that delicious feeling of freedom, the delirium of being naked, and my flesh being born again. It’s like I’m being made new.”

“Every men wanted to be his friend and every woman wanted to be in his bed”

“If you don’t start playing by my rules, you’ll be lucky to be licking stamps in some lowly, legal aid office.”

“To feel aroused is to feel alive. Having great sex is like taking in huge lungfuls of fresh air, essential to your body, essential to your health, and essential to your life.”

“He knew today that his life was forever changed in that one moment and he was clueless as to why or how it was. Never in his life had he ever felt that quick response to anyone. Breathless and unable to look away from her, like if he did she would disappear.”

“If you want romance, fuck a journalist.”

“Where are you going?””To get my Bible.””Right now? You can’t get your Bible out right now! I’m, I’m, we’re just about to…”She’d never be able to go through with this if he got out his Bible. She wiped all humor from her face.”I believe you. Proverbs 5:18. Rejoice, relish, and romp with your husband.”He chuckled. “I’m serious, Connie, and I won’t have you feeling ashamed or unclean over anything we do in that bed, tonight or any other night.””I won’t. I feel unashamed and very clean. I promise. But please don’t get out that Bible.””What? Think you that God can’t see us right now?”Groaning, she slid off his lap and covered her face with her hands. He sunk to his knees in front of her, drawing her hands down.”I love you. You love me. We are man and wife. God is watching, Connie, and He is very, very pleased.”

“Words streamed from my mouth, some familiar, some not.The last of the were, “I love you.”He rose up off me with a grin. “If I’d known it was that easy to get you to admit how you feel, I would have done this a long time ago.”

“We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.”

“Perhaps I was being picky, but I really didn’t think being able to spell orgasm without being spotted a vowel was asking too much.”

“All literature, or most literature, is about sex.” (A. Burgess)”

“He stalked up behind her to clench her hips, and she stilled.In a breathy voice, she asked, “You’re going to make love to me again, aren’t you?”In answer,he lifted her onto the counter, tore off her shift, then pressed her naked body back into the blooms.”

“I looked at him like a stranger, someone I’d never seen before, and he looked at me like I’d been lost to him for a thousand years and finally found.”

“It was the wildness of it that got me going: the primal lust, the sheer needs of two people in heat, quickly finding ways to express their sacred hunger to each other in animal passion.”