“I want to remember this moment,” I said. It was late, and dark, and I was sleepy. Hour after hour we’d kissed and licked and touched and ...

“If I were to write a poem about you,” someone said about me not too long ago , “I’d write about the feel of your skin, the smell of you, th...

“Want to hear something beautiful?” We were tangled together, knotted limb to limb, our chests glistening with sweat and semen. Though it ...