Who accepts sex as the glory of the body; passion as its companion?
She never thought of sex as anything more than a physical activity between two selfish people. She didn’t have to know their story; only that their hands could glide over her throat, threatening to take her life force away. She only needed to know that their movements could match hers– their strength a competition.
And then she met him.
God was in the room that night.
Should I define myself, I am damned to limitation.