Why is he treating me differently? She had felt special because of the drinks but now she felt disappointed, he didn’t touch her. It was confusing. He stepped towards a car parked directly in front of the building. It was black, sleek and sexy, a ...
she had woken as the sun came up and tossed and turned for at least an hour, going over what had happened. Why did he come back? Would he be back again? And who the hell is he? Eventually she gave up on sleep and, with a huff, pulled back the duvet. Deciding to work of...
She thought over her time with Sir. She was struggling to come to terms with the fact that she had just allowed a man to do whatever he wanted with her body, destroy her clothing, scare her and then fuck her until she ached. She had submitted to him, something that, until a week ago, she didn’t t...
“Hello friend,” I say regaining composure. “Hi. Come on in.” She says smiling sweetly. Ooh I’d like to baby and not just the apartment. I recognise her perfume from the other night as soon as I walk in; her whole place is scented with it and it makes my mouth water. I pass her, walking throug...
Maybe that morning instead of blurting out a ‘marry me’ he should have stuck to his original plan and asked her to move in. Would she have said yes to living with him instead? Or would they be in this mess regardless? He hated questioning himself. Mackenzie had brought so much uncertainty int...