13 Reasons Why Sex นิยาย & เรื่องราว

This causes my thoughts to turn in another direction. Sex.

In this case, it's the lack of sex that made him came in less than ten pumps. Well I know his track record, we went way longer than this so fine, blame the lack of sex. Or the fact he's been a bottom for five years. Wait, does that really affect the whole ten-pumps-and-done thing? "Give me ten minutes, I'll-" "It's okay," I stop him before we do more damages, "I don't think that's a good idea." Because I'm starting to get my senses now instead of being clouded with hard abs and mesmerising eyes.

She gave that sigh of defeat, and Kaleb quickly flashed a triumphant grin. In the first hour. Kaleb was true to his word. He rested on Scarlett’s bed, all while checking his work email on his mobile. When he was done. He tried closing his eyes, but seeing his kitten seriously read through pages after pages, he went back to his phone. After some time, he spoke, “Hey, I read this. I think this is really helpful.” Scarlett groaned, turning to Kaleb. She asked, “What is that?” Kaleb’s brows met. He cleared his throat and read on his mobile, “There is this research I found on the internet. It says here, six reasons why you should have a lot of sex prior to your board exams -”

I didn’t want him to, either. But Doc wasn’t finished. “One more thing,” she said, her voice shifting into the cadence of a loaded warning. “No sex. Whatsoever.” My head whipped around. “Why not?” She raised a brow. “Because it’s dangerous.” Simon cleared his throat. I felt his embarrassment flare through the bond. “What do you mean dangerous?” “Sex can trigger contractions. And not just because of physical stimulation—semen contains prostaglandins that can soften the cervix. You’re already carrying high risk. We don’t need anything encouraging labor.”

he added, fingers still working through my hair, “no. I am not subjecting you to sex in this cold.” I scoffed under the towel. “Wow. Such restraint.” He laughed softly. “Someone has to be responsible.” Then, quieter, closer, “If we do that now, you’ll fall sick. And I refuse to have my fiancée coughing through important meetings because I couldn’t wait.” I peeked out from under the towel, raising a brow. “So that’s the only reason?” He leaned down slightly so our foreheads touched through the fabric. “Well, that's mostly the reason. But…” he said honestly. “I also think having sex on our wedding night will be more thrilling.”

Renata’s face had sadness written all over it. “There’s nothing wrong with having sex once in a while. He is handsome, you were attracted to him, you were drunk, and things happen. At least he is not a murderer, he is a gentleman. He brought us home. God knows what others would have done if they saw five drunk girls roaming in the city,” explained Valentina. “She is not wrong there,” said Ambrosia. “And having sex sometimes is healthy. You are too prude. You know we all have dildos to satisfy us, you don’t even have that. Sex is good, girl! Go have sex with him, you are too uptight,” said Hazel.

I warn her. "You don't need to tell me, I know marriage is a shame, imagine having to wake up every day to a stranger in your house? No privacy, and you have to share stuff…and have sex too," she sticks out her tongue. "Adelina!" I yell, "What do you know about that?" She sighs and drops her laptop to face me, "I'm not a child, I know what sex is, I'm thirteen, people have sex, but not me, I'll never, it's weird, that's why I'm never getting married."

Tyler had growled the same response at her during their final year at uni, but she couldn’t remember all this…prickly heat. “No one is good or bad at sex unless they try,” Tyler continued, sounding even more growly. “It’s sex, not surgery. Sometimes people have mad chemistry, which takes it all to a different level. But you don’t need astonishing chemistry to have good sex, Lexi. You can have good sex if you want it. It’s that simple.” “I can tell you that it is not, in fact, that simple.”

Lots and lots of chocolate. Rule number seven: Sex is not an obligation, it's a privilege. Being selfish is bad. Being selfish in bed will lead to abstinence. Act like a puppy who is just grateful to get a bit of attention. My wife falls for it every time. If you have kids like we do, sex is as rare as finding truffles. You have to make time for that because it happens sporadically otherwise. It may or may not be convenient timing, but for God's sake, don't complain about it when it happens.

My father asked with a raised brow. I folded my arms with annoyance. "How can you ask me something like that knowing well that I have not allowed a man to touch me in a very long time." I pressed Yes, it's true. I hadn't slept with any man for almost 10 years. How could I? Many things had happened that made me resist such an act. The most important one of all was that sex made witches weak unless of course they did it for a ritual. To witches like me, sex was not for passion or love. It was merely for gaining more power. It created a bond in the spiritual world. But it was also very dangerous.