Author:  Don DeLillo
Book:    Underworld
Viewed: 38 - Published at: 9 years ago

Then she took of her panties and handed them to me. I tossed them on the bed and got undressed.
I felt a breath of estrangement in the room and thought she might be a voyeur of her own experience, living at an angle to the moment and recording in some state of future-mind. But then she pulled me down, snatched a fistful of hair and pulled me into a kiss, and there was a heat in her, a hungry pulse that resembled a gust of being.

( Don DeLillo )
[ Underworld ]
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