"You won’t cum unless I am watching, is that right, pet?"
He enters the coffee shop at two minutes until two. He enters this same shop at the same time every Thursday afternoon. Sometimes if he’s early he’ll walk around the block, or sit at the bus stop bench and read,...
Alex’s cell vibrated in his pocket and his cock hardened in simple-minded kneejerk Pavlovian response. He knew the vibration signaled a text, and he knew Evie had sent that text, which could mean only one thing. Evie was back in town.Fuck.She said she’d be here...
"Connection is all."
His cock bulged granite hard as he proposed to her.One knee down on the plush carpeting of the hotel room, trying to remember the talking points of his proposal of marriage to her, the speech he’d been practicing for weeks...
"“I’ll be back,” he said, a smile in his voice."
She lay kneeling, facedown on the bed, ass in the air, naked except for the kitten ears. Her husband had tied her wrists behind her back, and her ankles to the bedposts at the foot of the bed. She trembled...
"The black choker curled around her neck like smoke."
He stood framed in the doorway to his office watching her as she flounced down the hallway directly toward him. He had no idea who she was, only that she snagged his attention like fabric on a nail.She walked on...
"They all describe the moment of waking to it, when the world changed and was never the same again."
They checked into the Black Horse Motel, a cheap but clean adobe squat on the outskirts of Des Moines, New Mexico, just after dusk. They fucked nearly as soon as they had hauled the bags in from the car. He...
"In which the Kraken battles the hellbeast of the South Pacific."
The harpooner was drunk.Quinn lay passed out on the floor of his quarters, naked, stinking of sweat and cheap whiskey. The shouting of his colleagues could not rouse him, nor could their pushing and shaking. The boatswain finally left the...
"Her only allegiance was to the ocean, her only home the underwater seaship known as the Kraken."
The ocean raged like a wounded beast miles above them, whipped up by the violent thunderstorm passing overhead, but the tempest barely registered eight hundred fathoms beneath the surface. It certainly did not register to Tess, intent as she was...