When I went into a scene, I fell in love with that girl for the next 50 minutes. I wanted my scenes to not just appear real but to be real to me, because it made my job easier. There were very few girls who didn't orgasm in my scenes. My goal was to get the girl off, because that gave me pleasure.
There is an allure about him. There's a warmth to him, and something new about him, but also it's the timing. The backlash of her open relationship with John is really starting to take on a new shape, and I think he's a sort of exciting escape from it too.
The first thing you notice about undertone is how quiet it is; not just in its audio mix, but in how it's shot - primarily steady wide shots that slowly pan across empty rooms, allowing your eyes to frantically scan for something amiss. It's an understated form of filmmaking that allows for the movie's scares to hit all that much harder.
Obnoxious jewellery dealer Rodney Manderson has been killed outside the Bowery auction rooms, stabbed through the eye with the Victorian hatpin that his boss, Rose Bowery, has brandished in front of the nation on Bargain Hunt. As she discussed the pin's virtues as a deadly weapon as well as its millinerial uses, the fiercely loyal Rilke decides while feeling grateful to have skipped lunch and trying not to think of jelly to remove it before calling the police.
When I first heard of Heated Rivalry, I didn't think much about it. The words Canadian ice-hockey TV series slid into my brain and slipped right back out. But a week later, approximately everyone I'd ever met wanted to talk about it. People kept telling me that it was fun, sweet, and addicting. Most of all, they emphasized that it was really smutty. Every recommendation seemed to come with a warning to not watch with my parents.
10 Cloverfield Lane Mary Elizabeth Winstead, John Goodman and John Gallagher Jr are locked in an underground bunker for the majority of this left-field sequel to Cloverfield, with thrilling results. In the film's final throes, Winstead's character exits the bunker, and finds that her captor was telling the truth about an alien invasion above - a twist that completely and ruinously dissipates the hard-earned tension that came before.
My husband and I have a great sex life that I love. He gets me off consistently with his fingers on my clit, and my orgasms are body-shattering and euphoric. However, ever since I first had sex, I've always been a little surprised and disappointed by how little sensation I feel in my vaginal canal. I can feel a penis, fingers, and toys go in, but once they're in, it's sort of a vague sensation of fullness, and nice, but not much.
On my third date with my then-boyfriend (he's now my husband), we had sex. And like so many times before, I decided I'd fake an orgasm. But unlike so many times before, it didn't feel right. I dated a lot of men in my 20s, and faking an orgasm just felt easier and safer than telling them I had never had an orgasm with a partner before.
At any point, any of your partners may have been thinking of someone (or even something) else to help themselves get over the edge. The idea of making someone orgasm with, to put it your way, just you is an illusion. People bring a lifetime of experience to the sex they have, including ways to help facilitate orgasm. Sex alone may not be enough to get your wife to come.
The Truth About Cats & Dogs A somewhat forgotten 90s romcom which is Cyrano retold in 90s LA. Brit Ben Chaplin is a delightfully incompetent owner of a large dog who mistakes Uma Thurman's producer for Janeane Garofalo's radio presenter of a pet advice radio phone-in. Garofalo and Chaplin completely steal the film I do wish people had given her more roles after it and it's touching, silly and (I've discovered over the years) a film for people like me who don't really like romcoms or romantic films in particular.
With that in mind, I asked the women of InsideHook to name the sexiest TV scenes of all time. (As you might expect, our picks include a lot of Heated Rivalry. Just let us have this.) To be clear, these aren't all sex scenes - sometimes a passionate kiss or even a situation where there's no actual touching but the sexual tension is too much to bear can be just as impactful, especially when it's something that's been built up and teased over multiple seasons.
The Academy pulled a complete one-eighty last year. They honored an incredibly unsexy film as the 2024 Best Picture winner (Oppenheimer), only to award a sex-work comedy-drama (Anora) in 2025 that featured multiple scenes of Best Actress winner Mikey Madison working it for the camera. I can't tell you what changed in between each Oscars ceremony, but I certainly wouldn't mind if 2026 continued to rock these awards presentations by awarding Michael B. Jordan for getting it on with a vampire in Sinners.
After spotting that Eli's rash guard conceals a red, flaky skin disorder, the boys have concluded that he has the titular plague, a contagious disease that affects social standing as much as it does dermatological well-being. If anyone ever touches him, they must thoroughly wash themselves before they're considered full-blown infected. Even something as innocent as Eli sitting at the same lunch table sends his teammates running and screaming.