"I wish you would stay." "I know." He stretched, kicking the covers off himself and rolling towards her. "There's just no getting around it. Mike insisted that it be me." Mariko scratched her forehead. "I suppose it's a good thing." "Definitely." He ran one finger down her face, tracing her jaw line. It continued down her neck, and across her shoulder. "M...
I left yet another boutique tired and grumbling. I'd been at the mall for two solid hours and still hadn't found anything to buy my sister for her birthday. I sat down on a bench in the center of the mall to rest my tired feet and to try to be inspired about which shop to try next. After a couple of minutes, I just kind of zoned out and started people watchi...
The room is black, not dark but black. The kind of complete darkness where Commissioner James Gordon wasn't certain if his eyes were open or not, it they felt like they were open but he couldn't see. He could smell though, the scent of sawdust and peanuts and the faint aroma of animal droppings. The darkness didn't block his ability to hear either, there wer...
Rip was going to see Aries at least 3 times a week. They were always unscheduled visits and he always had new developments in the case to share. After he was finished seeing him he always took the long trip to see Mimi and check up on her and give her all the new information he had. Only today was different, Rip was not here yet. He had called Mimi very earl...
He's got to come. We've been meeting every Thursday, in this hotel, for months now. I really need his cock. The orgasms he'll give me. His whole body, his hands, his mouth. His licking me. But when I think of us together I always think of his cock. I think maybe I'm obsessed with it. It's so perfect. So sexy. It fills me. It even fits my mouth. Tastes good....
...Mike wore a wicked smile, a satisfied smile, as he spied Liz trembling. The loaded gun in her hand. The ultimate betrayal thrust upon her. Sudden and unplanned lust for security pulsing through her body. Her face wore a lifeless expression. It was confusion swallowed by a sudden spike of insanity. Temporary perhaps, but none the less fatal. - - - - - "...
I never intended to write a sequel to "Jezebel It Was You" (published October 27, 2016 in Loving Wives) however the comments and emails I received seemed to want one, and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to see what happened too; so here it is. As we left the characters, Blake and Clarisse were touring the U. S. in a classy RV, fucking up a st...
This is a story that some will not understand, unless you are familiar with the lore of the story. However the start of this tale takes place in modern times. As for me the storyteller... I can't use my real name, so I'll say my name is Demarco. I'm in my early twenties and through all my recent travels I thought I had seen it all, but nothing could've prepa...
The hotel lounge was almost clamorous this evening. Hardly able to decipher what her friend was asking, Belle leaned in to hear better. The musky scent of her girlfriend's perfume and the gentle brush of the wispy tendrils of her hair against Belle's cheek caused an involuntary sigh. Not one of desire, really, but something else. Belle definitely never label...
Alex glanced around the ballroom, which was filled with an abundance of color, lace, laughter and masks. She stayed near the edge of the room, standing to avoid the difficulty of maneuvering in the wide full skirt and sure if she sat, the corset would tighten to the point where she could barely breathe. She sipped wine carefully and avoided eye contact, made...