“The porcelain shatters, and shards fly on the wood floor of my tiny apartment above the main street where I live in deep anonymity. The pieces splinter in all directions, and I sigh. I want to chop off my hand.” — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“Zach squeezed his queen's face against his chest and closed his eyes, having never felt a synchronicity as complete as this moment held for… — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“michelle would get picked up and bang someone anonymous stud in the bathroom, and i would sip my drink wishing i could go home… — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“Being a virgin doesn't mean I’m innocent. There're degrees of compromise. I'm becoming an expert on skirting the inevitable, like swimming against a vortex.” — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“I guess I'm giving in to life. It's like the ocean breaking against the rocks: it simply wears me down until I given in.… — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“I want to know, just once, what real sex is before what I do makes me indifferent to what sex can be.” — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“I love you. If I only have this window of time to do it in, let me love you now. Because tomorrow will come,… — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“Chemistry doesn't discriminate as to timing, looks, or circumstance. It's there to be recognized and play out, regardless of environment.” — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“My moral compass no longer points true north. It's guided by circumstance and fate, neither conferring with the other.” — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“My core throbs for a finish he doesn't provide. It's not blue balls; it's blue clit.” — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
“No one takes whats mine. fate has gifted me this female. Destiny does not allow exchanges” — Marata Eros Copy Share Image
