It ain’t the kink, its the story

Bulletproof Kink — What gets you going no matter how badly it’s done?

So I’ve got two ways to approach this–what turns me on no matter what when I’m reading sex or just what always turns me on.  I’m feeling a bit indecisive so I’ll opt for both.

Kink in books

I feel I need to start with the disclaimer–I write sex, I read sex, I like sex, but there’s no kind of sex that keeps me in a story I don’t like.  Period.  That may not be true for others, but its true for me.

On the flip side, romance novels without sex generally don’t work for me.  There are always exceptions for the well written but  if there isn’t something explicit, I feel like the book and the relationship is incomplete.  Why? Because how people make love, how they are together in the bedroom (or shower or kitchen table or the corner of restaurant or airplane bathroom)  is an integral part of who they are together.  What they dare or don’t dare, how they work out the intricacies, how they communicate sexually is as fundamental to their relationship as the first kiss, negotiating a compromise, the nature of an apology etc….  When I get the fade to black, it homogenizes the hero and heroine–I lose a part of them.

The kink doesn’t matter if it is true to the nature of the relationship and the story–if it reveals how our lovers truly play with each other. That’s the key-sex like anything else defines a relationship, so yeah, I want to see it.

Getting personal

Over the years, no need to share just how many, I’ve learned a thing or two.   Factoid; the body changes so what turns it on, and how its turned on, changes too.  No surprise if you really think about it.  But for me a few things have remained constant–especially a certain body parts that if touched, always, and I mean always, gets a rise out of me. Which?

The neck.

Its no wonder vampires and shifters (think biting and mating)  play such key roles in erotic romances.  Offering up the neck puts a person in the most vulnerable position imaginable, which makes it, by definition, an act of trust that meshes sex and love in a single touch.  If you want to know my flame-on button, lips (or pretty much anything else) on the neck will always get you there.

What about you? Is sex integral to a romance?  If so, why and when?

Sabrina Garie is on a journey to create the most kick-ass heroine in romance fiction. You can meet the first heroine in Fires of Justice at Elloras Cave, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.