“He clung to her, crying, and then made love to her and went far inside her and she begged him to go deeper and, no longer afraid of injuring her, he went deep in mind and body, among crowded organ cavities, past the contours of her lungs and liver, and, shimmying past her heart, he felt her perfection.”
Extravagant metaphors are indecently exposed in the shortlist for the Literary Review’s annual booby prize for sexual scenes in fiction
