You’re wasted on the occasional bout of missionary sex with a disinterested man.

Any ham-handed idiot can make a woman scream. I prefer to assess…responsiveness.

Every gesture was one of disorder and violence, as if a lioness had come into the room.

... The use of your gift for good is your responsibility. You must decide for yourself.

I'm going to make love to you, Lanie. I'm not your first, but I will be the last.

I’m not sure sex qualifies as R and R, but it’s a compromise I can live with.

Her body was designed for pleasure, not speed, and Coop intended to take his time with it.

Do not shy away from the sensations I create, Cherry Blossom. Take pride in them, as I do.

For the first time I had the best of both worlds--a mission to live for and a man to love.

Mr. Carter cleared his throat. “Soy sauce.” He deadpanned. “Really, Sera?

I felt sorry for myself since my wimpy dom can’t catch a snail crossing the sidewalk.

You ever tried sixty-nine, Lola? I think you'd like it. You're a good multi-tasker.

I know, darling. Your body speaks to me in ways your mouth would never agree to confessing.

Don't you dare touch yourself today. I want your orgasm and I plan on getting it later.

It's a good thing, right, when an author gets turned on by the dirty scenes they write?!