“With a laugh exposing a kissable mouth and perfect teeth, he glances my way again, his entire demeanor tensing for a second, those dark eyes finally promising more.They haven't just licked me, they've broken my legs, turned my hips inside out, and sucked my nipples so hard I swear to god they are no longer on my body.”

“Until she walked into my life I was simply a violin of rusted notes. In one night she rearranged the mess inside me, exposing the symphony was there all along it just needed a conductor to make my pulse compose to the harmonies of her celestial touch. Those notes are strung up neatly now, the five lines of the stave crammed with adulation, filling sheets, unleashing a sonata of adoration, drumming my heart and strumming my veins.”

“he just clamps his lips over mine and sticks his tongue so far into my mouth I feel like I'm being examined by the ENT gynae”

“His voice... my nipples are like tuning forks responding to that pitch – that purrrrr.”

“Lifting the bedcovers I see out of my one operational eye that my trousers are still wrapped around one leg and I now have a tie on. Now that was a neat trick – how’d I manage to get my shirt off without talking off the tie first?”

“The closer she hip sways to me, the taller and tenser I stand, until I'm so rigid my muscles ache.”

“He's lighting up my life and I don't even know his name. He's already perfect.”