I know you're sleeping, pretty girl. You look so peaceful and lovely tangled in the sheets with your hair spilling untidily about you, but I want your attention now so I put the music on too loud for 5am. The bass makes the bed tremble and shake, violating your slumber all the way from the outer room. And then, when you come out pissed off, I smile at you...
Hello, this is my first submission and I would love feedback and ratings, to know if my readers thoroughly enjoyed it. I do want to give a huge thank you to Marion Clarke for being my editor on this particular story. ***** Scarlett: I rose from my bed to the smell of bacon and cinnamon. It was so nice to be back home for the summer to take some time off f...
Marion heard the doorbell chime inside Astrid's house and her tummy fluttered with butterfly wings of anticipation. She had anticipated this morning's arrival with growing expectation, ever since Astrid had called her days before to arrange the time for their meeting. Marion was nearly climbing the walls with the frustration she felt as her husband dithered...
Strapped down, like an animal. Writhing in agony as search for release. From the bindings? Oh no. From the sexual need, the fever that races through your body. You beg me to touch you, to give you the release your body so desperately seeks. And so I do. Bringing my fingers down to trace a path from your nipples up to your throat, I whisper hints of the pleas...
I don't know what caused the change in our relationship that night. I don't know if it was the alcohol the girls all consumed in earnest, or if it was simply a matter of curiosity, or maybe it was something else entirely. All I know is borders were crossed that night. Those borders led to new adventurous places, and no one seemed in a hurry to go back. It w...
When I see her just lolling around in bed, like she's doing now, lying on top of the quilt in our bedroom (I broke her of the nasty habit she used to have of getting under the sheets with her clothes on), just slowly swaying that pelvis side to side as she reads an old On Our Backs, I remember back to the first time I saw her and how I just had to have her s...
All evening she had been watching her. Every step, every move across the dance floor. Every time she went to the bar. She was dancing now; grinding her hips to the music. "Play it cool." Jenna sat in the corner watching the blonde over the rim of her glass as she sipped her drink. Every time the stranger swayed in time with the music, Jenna's heart skipped...
A/N: This is a story set in the first half of the nineteenth century in England. The Victorian era was the first time period where society truly brought forth the question of a woman's role in the world. People questioned what an "acceptable" level of independence was for a woman, what her extent of involvement in the outside world should be, etc. Though thi...
She was a new hire and was already terrified of him. Good, that was part of his job. He was taking her through the mansion, introducing her to the various servants living and working below stairs. As he understood it, this would be her first position in a house. She would hopefully be a quick study. Hand picked by the Lady herself no less, he would be certai...
Astronomy 2 - Flagrante ... sequel to Astronomy 1 - Eclipsus Jane's stunning emerald eyes opened ecstatically wide as the waves of orgasm began to course through her body. Her legs tingled, her insides quivered, her breasts swelled, her nipples hardened while her pussy oozed warm creamy come. Until recently she had never really had much of a thing for mast...