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Every time you said the phrase 'homologous chromosome' when you lectured at East Park, it made me so horny.” His lips brush against my ear. “Homologous chromosome.” “Yes, yes just like that.” His voice gets deeper, huskier. “Homologous chromosome.” “Oh, god.” “Homologous chromosome.” “Yes.” “Homologous chromosome.” “Yes!

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Being held by power is a turn on. Being entangled, enraptured, impaled by a powerful man, whose passion — whose beast — has him perched precariously on the edge of wanton venery? And then pushing him off! Everything changes, in a nova scream choked off by a sudden inhale of soul altering rapture. Being held like prey. ~ from Red Queen Black Queen

Busting out the fancy words now?” Jer continued with an amused grin. “Don’t tease. You know how a big vocabulary turns me on.” Raven pursed her lips to hide her smile as she handed him a bowl and fork. “Yeah, okay. Keep your big vocabulary in your pants,” she responded.

God is the light bulb, to where faith is the light switch.

Perversion is just another form of art. It's like painting or drawing or sculpting. Except instead of paint, us perverts use sex as our medium.

Hello?” “Hey.” She sounded pissed. “What the hell happened to you tonight? Jess said the three of us were meeting for Valentine’s Day, but you never showed.” “Sorry,” I said. “Something came up.” “Bianca, you’ve been saying that a lot lately. Something is always coming up or you have plans or…” Suddenly, I felt Wesley’s breath hit the back of my neck. He’d gotten up from the floor and slid up behind me without me realizing it. His arms slid around my waist from behind, his fingers undoing the button of my jeans before I could stop him. “… and Jess had her hopes up that we’d do something fun…” I couldn’t focus on a word Casey was saying as Wesley’s hand slid beneath the waistband of my pants, his fingers moving lower and lower. I couldn’t say a word. I couldn’t tell him to stop or show any reaction at all. If I did, Casey would know I wasn’t alone. But, God, I could feel my whole body turning into a ball of fire. Wesley was laughing against my neck, knowing he was driving me crazy. “… I just don’t understand what’s up with you.” I bit my lip to keep from gasping as Wesley’s fingers slipped to places that made my knees shake. I could feel the smirk on his lips as they moved to my ear. Asshole. He was trying to torture me. I couldn’t handle it much longer. “Bianca, are you there?” Wesley bit my earlobe and pushed my jeans even lower with his free hand as the other continued to make me shiver.

I’m turned on by women who are comfortable in their own skin; and I’m turned off by those who are uncomfortable in their own shoes.

I should slap you.” “But it might turn me on, and then what?

Most great men are turned off by women who fail to see their greatness.

The man was rude, crude, and inappropriate. I was taken with him the moment I walked in the door, and I knew the first moment I saw him that it was going to be raw, it was going to be ugly, and I was going to enjoy every damn minute of it.

p.s.: I know you're rolling your eyes right now, but I don't care. Honestly, it's always kind of been a turn on.

Some people are so sexually unattractive that the thought of masturbating turns them off.

The sight of cockroaches having sex is way more likely to turn us on than that of some people naked.

What is it?” There is almost nothing I could refuse him at this very moment. Sex on the picnic bench? Check. Strip off and do the Macarena on the grass? Check. Crawl under the table and do naughty things? Not much experience in that department, but…check. Ride off into the sunset? Double check.