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Which, I was realizing, was not an ambiguous term for Cassie Brown. "Wow, I love how you feel in my cha-cha! Is that weird to say? But seriously, it's so awesome! It feelsreally good. I think shower sex might be even more fun than bed sex. Though I guess bed sex was kinda short. Was that short? It felt short. Not that I'm criticizing or anything. Did that sound witchy? I didn't mean it to, I swear! I bet if a hot guy woke me up giving me a girl-blowjob or whatever that I'd be super ready to whoomp it up too. Oh man now I sound conceited. I don't mean like I'm so super hot or anything - I know Abbie and Taylor are like insanely hot, so I'm like totally bleh next to them - but I just mean, you

Sex? So, I said the only word that sounded less intimidating and more romantic, I think. "I want you to make love to me." His face gave nothing away as I watched him with anticipation, with need. "There's no such thing as making love, Angel," his voice was gravelly low, deep. Angel... that word relaxed my nerves. "Then what is it?" I asked. The corner of his lip tugged upwards. "You have no idea what you're asking for." I stepped closer to him, my breast brushed against his suit, "How would I know if you don't tell me anything? I want to explore my sexuality. What if I am gay?"

“But Hux, you have to realize that you can’t keep harassing me. I’ve given you my answer. And I haven’t changed my mind.” “I am sorry. I just find it unbelievable that you’re saying no to some really, really good sex.” She huffs. “I don’t know how you can be so sure of yourself. Where do you get all that confidence?” “I’m not talking about me. I’m talking about us. Sex is just a series of physical instructions—put tab a) into slot b). Or c). Or possibly d) if you’re really lucky. And then move up and down a bit.”

He had never heard anyone expressed those words in a sentence before. Was she that drunk, so drunk that she was coming onto him. Did she even know the definition of sex, at least Alexander's definition of sex? He wasn't a man that did sex. He was a psycho that gave his all, tore through a night with any woman that got his manhood standing.

"There's a lot more to it than looking pretty..." You don't like sex?" He cut her off. "I do, but not like that." "Are you asexual?" Was he even listening to her? Talking to him was futile. How could he even think she was asexual after their first sex? "Most ladies in the slave quarters are actually bisexual, with a few lesbians. You and your twin sister need to explore a bit to figure out what you both are." "I know what I am and what I want." "Are we playing dub-sub in my bed?"

"I was suddenly curious about one thing. May I ask you a question?" Without thinking twice, Sean nodded in approval. Sean already knew that Angel's questions were never complicated. "You can ask anything." Angel moistened her lips, glancing at Sean. "I have to admit having sex with you is always great, and you know how to pamper my body." Angel said with red cheeks. She was actually shy about discussing sexual matters, but she continued to be curious. Sean laughed lightly. "Yes I know it. But that's not a question, it's a statement."

She poked me again, "shut up.. it's not like you've never wanted to have your needs fulfilled.." "Well is it so hard to stick to one person?" "Wasn't about that to me. First of all, lesbian sex is different than what you guys do, you wouldn't know.." I knew exactly what she was talking about but I kept my mouth shut and raised a brow, "riiiight.. it's not like you have a panis you're hiding from me." She laughed and looked at her closet with guilt all over her face. This time I poked her ass, "oh my God Paris you are such a sex freak.."

I lay under him and felt the slow flow of his semen through my body. After a while, he closed his eyes and said contentedly, “Are you satisfied today?” I shy away from his eyes. “I like it.” He squeezed my chin and forced me to look at him. “For the past 12 days, I've wanted to fuck you every day. But you've been sleeping with your back to me every night, and it's been hard on me. Did you know that s.ex is also a way to resolve a couple's fight?” Do couples have s.ex when they're fighting?

My heart was pounding, a mix of anger and something sharper, jealousy, maybe that I didn’t want to name. Adrian just smiled, unfazed. He didn’t flinch at my sudden outburst instead, he slowly sat down, grabbed the cup of coffee, and took a slow sip, savoring it while his eyes stayed locked on mine. "Relax, Ethan. I don’t know why you’re getting all worked up. Anyway it would be pointless explaining it to you, but I’ll try my best to say it in words that you might be able to understand. Well, in case you don’t know, I have a master’s degree in psychology and what better way to put that into use if not by diving deeper? So, you know what I did? I ended up becoming a sexologist. Now, you may be

It just makes him more aroused. "Let's do something different today." He mutters seductively as he reaches for a condom. "What different? Isn't it always the same as what we did? Sex." "No." He pushes himself up. "There are differences. It can be aggressive, then gentle, fetish or kinky. It can also be very passionate…" She rolled her eyes. Rolling her eyes was sexy and hot as hell. He removed her sports bra. "You're kidding me. Sex is sex." "Yeah, yeah. Smartass." He kisses her globes and then the very sensitive tip, sucking it expertly. She moans and watches him pleasure her.