How do you tell someone the entire story of your life? How do you find those kinds of words? As if sensing my dilemma, he let his hand drop, grabbing mine. “How about your mother. Tell me about her.” My mother. I had such guilt about my mother. I re...
The second he told me to go to him, I knew. It was in his voice. Lower. Deeper. Almost soft. And it sent a ripple of desire through my system. The question was... did I want to go to him? Knowing that it wouldn't be another kiss. Knowing his fingers would slide up my thigh...
Yes, there were nerves about the unknown, but they were taking a back seat to my good mood. I had gotten a good night of sleep, I had helped a freaked out girl get home whilst simultaneously putting Jake in his place, I had two orgasms in the course of a few hours. I was doing pretty darn well. &...
She tried watching a show, then another, but ultimately gave up and turned off the television. He came in about half an hour later. She heard the lock slide into place, surprised he even bothered to lock up in such a small town. He kicked off his shoes and she heard him wa...
Judging by his slow, steady breathing, he was already drifting off to sleep. She took a deep breath, bringing an arm up to cover her breasts, staring at the ceiling, trying not to freak out. It was useless to freak out. What was done was done. But, ...
Prologue I lost my virginity when I was twenty-five to a hooker my sister hired because she felt bad for me. I hadn't known who she was or what she did for a living until a year later when I got a birthday card in the mail from my sister, Fiona. Happy Birthday, Isaiah- I h...
She let herself into her house, and walked over to her bed, falling onto the soft pile of blankets. She couldn’t bring herself to go. There was a tightness in her chest at the idea. She didn’t know what she could possibly say. “Hey Sam, I just realized I really like you” w...
Which normally wasn't a big deal. But I woke up alone in a bed in my office when I had fallen asleep with a very soft, very contented Ava wrapped up with me. An Ava who had proven herself a practiced worrywart, capable of turning a situation that had gone well, that had ma...