"You let your desires override your judgement. You must learn control." Her Master's voice was an indictment. Her coffee and croissant lay untouched on the breakfast table between them. She wanted to scream, "Why? Why should I control my desires? Don't you enjoy my body? Don't you want to fuck my brains out? Take me now! Use me! Fill me!" She didn't of cou...
We were both out of control. It was dark outside. We were cozy in the car, alone in the park. Making out like a couple of overheated teenagers. His hands all over me, our mouths devouring each other. He reaches under my blouse, forcing it and my bra up over my breasts. Taking his time to tease me on his way to my nipple. My head is thrown back. Holding onto...
I sat on the couch, suffering to play the inane party game. In theory it was designed to allow the group to get to know one another better, in fact it simply allowed them to alternately brag about their conquests or pry into the past of someone they were interested in. I needed the validation the group dynamic provided even if I wasn't inspired by their inge...
I saw you first when I worked in that little restaurant you love so much. The one with the white tea-light candles in glass holders, and with ever changing fresh flowers on each table. The napkins folded into fans on crisp white table cloths. And, more importantly, where I was a waitress and saw you bring in endless numbers of pretty girls in short skirts wi...
He leaned over her, kissing her mouth hungrily, tasting her, letting her taste him. The kisses were furiously passionate, and he made no attempt to hide the aching need he felt, the raging hunger that was sweeping through him making him shake with his effort to control his lust. He could feel her trembling beneath his hands, and it thrilled him to his core....
Perfection. It was the only word that came to mind as I stood there looking at you. Absolute perfection. I stood there looking at you, watching your chest rise and fall with each excited breath. I craved, and wanted to rush, and yet knew that I needed to take my time and enjoy what we were experiencing together. Of course, you couldn't see me. The blindf...
The food had seemed tasteless to Diane, her mind preoccupied with Michael's question and her evasion. Where was this relationship going? Moreover, where did Michael want the relationship to go? There had to be a reason behind this sudden desire for direction and Diane fret over it until the pair had begun the return walk to her apartment. "Michael?" she be...
Exiting the room, he saw that the king was waiting for him in the hallway with the marine captain. The King's bodyguards and his own were covering the two ends of the corridor, doing their best to look like pieces of the wall. "Captain, he's all yours. Get everything you can from him; treat him like any other prisoner. If he resists, treat him accordingly."...
Prologue "I was raised by my maternal grandparents, after my mother proved she wasn't up to the task by bleeding out all over their guestroom bed. It was just minutes after I took my first breath. They never blamed me for her death. Grandmother's ire was reserved solely for the robotic midwife in attendance that day. She always had a hatred for robots and...
She had many names attached to her, most of them she didn’t want nor would she want to call anyone who she liked… She was curled up on her bed unable to sleep. So many memories came back to haunt her in the deep of the night. She looked around the shared room and despised how she and the Brotherhood were floating from flop house to flop house while her forme...