Best erotic love scene

The next week, when they'd met for drinks, Andy realized that they had absolutely nothing to say to each other and that, when he didn't have four beers inside him, she looked like an eel, with a narrow body and a big, horsey mouth. Hookups were more common, a night or a weekend with another athlete who understood the deal, or a woman who'd attach herself to you at a meet, or in a bar. She unfastened his pants, eased his briefs over his hips, and brushed the length of his cock with her palm before taking him in her mouth. Except that wasn't right. Here, as so often in Japanese erotica, love and death make strange, but close, bedfellows. The fact that it features two giant movie stars at the peak of their respective handsomeness is just an added bonus. Together, they plot to kill the husband, and the usual noirish complications ensue.

It doesn't have to be part of a page tome of racy raunchy never-ending sex. She nibbled at his chin, his ear, touching his face with her fingertips, sighing, whispering, "You feel so good. This film was shot fast and cheap—and it shows—but it comes with two unique selling points: Prepare to get excited.