"Trying not to overthink things, Emma goes down on Nolan."
“Yeah, I’m having fun with Nolan,” Emma admitted as she tried to choose between two dresses. “But I don’t know if I should take it further.”“You should absolutely take it further,” Zoya grinned as she scooped herself into her bra.The...
"Kiss struts her stuff at a gallery event"
The Eros Gallery, one of the top showcases of erotic art and photography, bustled with excitement when the crowds entered. The event was a sell-out, a weekend showing of artistic excellence in honor of JEB, Joan E. Biren, the ground-breaking...
"Embrace and aroma cause overwhelming desire."
Standing in your loungeroom, we embrace tightly. Your intoxicating aroma overwhelms me with desire. I attempt to slide my hand into your jeans so you loosen your belt.Rubbing your sensual bud, I elicit a smiling sigh.You encourage me by placing...
"When she catches Liam with an erection, Zoya offers a hand."
Zoya looked up from her book as Liam flopped onto the towel next to her. Despite Emma’s dismissiveness, he really had filled out nicely. Not as tall or broad as Nolan, granted, but Zoya wouldn’t kick him out of her...
"The business reaches full maturity"
CHAPTER THIRTEEN.Lady Emma returns... again.Lady Emma is one of Helen's closest friends and thereby became our inaugural client when we began our new life in Harley Street. She has pressed her advantage as a friend, imposing upon Helen to allow...
"Jodie gets into deep water at work after sleeping with the wife of her Boss"
When Jodie woke up, the memories of the day before came flooding back; the flirting at lunch, the afternoon of amazing sex, and then the realisation that the woman she had spent the afternoon in bed with was her Boss’s...
"Our product range grows"
CHAPTER 11Lady Sara returns.Lady Sara is due to visit us again this evening, but during the day, Helen has been out of the house on a mysterious solo mission.When she returns, she is carrying a heavy parcel, and looking extremely...
"Zoya helps Emma catch Nolan’s eye, and the girls get wet."
“Zee, will you put sunblock on me?”“Again?” Zoya glanced at Emma, lying on her front in the sun. “I did your back before we left the hotel room.”“It’s my Irish heritage. I have to keep reapplying, or I burn.”Zoya grabbed...
"A friend introduces me to a different kind of partying."
An aged, stout wooden door stood before me, guarding the already imposing building. It's more than just a mere entrance. It's a symbol of endurance, a witness to the past, and a gateway to the unknown. A silent observer of...
