We are but a mere 11 months away from the impending pandemonium that will be the Fifty Shades of Grey movie. Now that the leading characters have been cast, people are undoubtedly picking up E.L. James' novel and imagining Charlie Hunnam and Dakota Johnson doing the dirty (it ain't a half-bad picture, either). What with Hunnam's Brad Pitt-ish looks and Johnson's coy innocence, the chemistry between the two will surely be palpable.
Those with delicate sensibilities might find it best to sit this slideshow out because if these following excerpts are of any indication, we could be watching a silver screen soft-core porn next summer.
Oh, and just so you know, we aren't censoring anything here. Not all of the sex in Fifty Shades is extreme, but when the going gets rough, it gets rough. Prepare yourself accordingly.
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"I close my eyes, feeling the build up – that delicious, slow, step-climbing build. Pushing me higher, higher to the castle in the air. Oh yes… his stroke increases fractionally. I moan loudly. I am all sensation… all him, enjoying every thrust, every push that ﬁlls me. And he picks up the pace, thrusting faster… harder… and my whole body is moving to his rhythm, and I can feel my legs stiffening, and my insides quivering and quickening. ‘Come on, baby, give it up for me,’ he cajoles through gritted teeth, and the fervent need in his voice – the strain – sends me over the edge." — Fifty Shades of Grey, E.L. James
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"I pull him deeper into my mouth so I can feel him at the back of my throat and then to the front again. My tongue swirls around the end. He’s my very own Christian Grey-flavored popsicle. I suck harder and harder… Hmm… My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves." — Fifty Shades of Grey, E.L. James
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"Suddenly he grabs me, tipping me across his lap. With one smooth movement, he angles his body so my torso is resting on the bed beside him. He throws his right leg over both mine and plants his left forearm on the small of my back, holding me down so I cannot move… He places his hand on my naked behind, softly fondling me, stroking around and around with his flat palm. And then his hand is no longer there… and he hits me — hard." — Fifty Shades of Grey, E.L. James
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“He holds out his hand, and in his palm are two shiny silver balls linked with a thick black thread… Inside me! I gasp, and all the muscles deep in my belly clench. My inner goddess is doing the dance of the seven veils… Oh my… It’s a curious feeling. Once they’re inside me, I can’t really feel them—but then again I know they’re there… Oh my… I may have to keep these. They make me needy, needy for sex.” — Fifty Shades of Grey, E.L. James
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“Sitting beside me, he gently pulls my sweatpants down. Up and down like a whore's drawers, my subconscious remarks bitterly. In my head, I tell her where to go. Christian squirts baby oil into his hand and then rubs my behind with careful tenderness — from makeup remover to soothing balm for a spanked ass, who would have thought it was such a versatile liquid.” — Fifty Shades of Grey, E.L. James
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"At the touch of leather, I quiver and gasp. He walks around me again, trailing the crop around the middle of my body. On his second circuit, he suddenly flicks the crop, and it hits me underneath my behind… against my sex… The shock runs through me, and it’s the sweetest, strangest, hedonistic feeling… My body convulses at the sweet, stinging bite. My nipples harden and elongate from the assault, and I moan loudly, pulling on my leather cuffs.” — Fifty Shades of Grey, E.L. James
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"He reaches between my legs and pulls on the blue string… what! And gently pulls my tampon out and tosses it into the nearby toilet. Holy fuck. Sweet mother of all… Jeez. And then he’s inside me… ah! Skin against skin… moving slowly at first… easily, testing me, pushing me… oh my. I grip on to the sink, panting, forcing myself back on him, feeling him inside me." — Fifty Shades of Grey, E.L. James