To take the words from Anastasia herself: "Holy cow! My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow, erotic dance . Pulling off his boxer briefs, his erection springs free. " Check out the hottest (NSFW) excerpts that we want to watch over again (and again). His other hand grabs my hair and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine . And for a split second I'm lost in her sensual, mesmerizing stares. She moans into my mouth, the call of a siren, and finally I can sample her: mint and tea and an orchard of mellow fruitfulness. 'I like your kinky f*ckery,' I whisper." "He sits up again and trails a spoonful of ice cream down the center of my body, across my stomach, and into my navel where he deposits a large dollop of ice cream . And I try, I try to stay still despite the heady combination of cold and his inflaming touch. My inner goddess is down on bended knee with her hands clasped in supplication begging me. He kisses each of my breasts and sucks each of my nipples hard, then follows the line of ice cream down my body, sucking and licking as he goes. I grasp her chin, deepening the kiss, and her tongue tentatively touches mine .
'Oh, f*ck the paperwork.' The words come from nowhere and on instinct I grab her and push her against the wall. At weekends, he’d rise early to get coffee and croissants from the Starbucks downstairs while I slept. Despite his lack of interest in poetry, Noah accompanied me whenever I did a public reading.‘Look at my wife,’ he was in the habit of saying to anyone who cared to listen, ‘Isn’t she beautiful?I loved that his decision-making was quick and his humour dark.He drove like a daredevil, danced well, and generally moved with vitality. You would call Noah passionate if you expanded the application of the word.