"A drunken night, torn stockings, and one smug confession: the girl he swore wasn't his type rides him until he begs for more."
The apartment door creaked open.Yoonda stepped out into the hallway. Her heels clicked softly against the floor, and her keys fell with a jingle onto the tiles. Her makeup was slightly smudged, and her green hair was tied back in...
"You can look at her body, but you will never witness her, nor be the name she breathes into the fire."
If you must know…She smells of rosewater when the ease of her settles into me.She feels like the calm of a lifetime reaching out and setting me freeIf you must know:She feels like she’s never been touched by another.As if...
"She was standing entirely too close to me and I could feel her heat radiating through me."
How did I find myself in this delicious circumstance?It started earlier that day when I was the first to arrive for a paddleboarding lesson. I pulled into a parking lot for a picnic area that also had a path through...
"The company Christmas Party ends up with a night of passion"
In 1984, I started a new job in a new town which meant me staying away until I was able to buy a house. House prices in those days were expensive, but were affordable unlike the market is today.Shortly after...
"An architect en the builder need to work together for the client"
I heard my iPhone beep, and a small envelope icon caught my eye in the notification bar. My heart sank as I picked up the device, revealing my ex-husband's face on the screen. Without even opening the message, I sensed...
"An early morning reveries after a night of passion"
She lies there, glowing in the red light from the rising sun,No longer gasping and moaning from my mouth and fingers upon her soft flesh,Arousing her lust.I gaze on the lovely body I have taken as my playground,The place of...
"Cihan came to me, his kisses were hot and heavy filled with passion. My naked body arched as his kisses trailed downwards and body shook with absolute pleasure."
My name is Melisa Jones of Turkish descent. I am forty-three years old and have been married to an Englishman named, Paul. I was born in Istanbul but was raised in London with my family, so English is my first...
"Grace can't help but feel something is familiar about Nadja"
Chapter Seventeen“Grace, come to breakfast, ma coccinelle. Your papa and I have something to tell you.”Grace frowned. “Mama?” she asked tentatively.“What ma biquette?”Confusion washed over Grace as she tried to figure out where she was. Looking around, she saw her...
"In a world where freedom feels like a dream, a man and the 'woman' he loves are willing to risk everything to escape a system that’s never cared about either of them."
Eddie stepped off the skiff with practiced ease, his polished shoes tapping against the slick stone of the jetty. The rain was relentless, a dull mist that made the world feel both closer and farther away. Royce’s estate loomed ahead,...
