I said to Alfonso. “He said he’d been here in twenty minutes.” Alfonso peered out the curtains of Holden’s living room windows and looked down toward the street. “I don’t think he’s coming,” I said. “Try calling him again.” &...
I asked, as I felt the bed shift. The warm spot next to me where Gray had been napping next to me the last couple hours was replaced with cool air. In the impending darkness of the afternoon, I watched as he slipped his pants back on. The clink of his buckles filled the silence between us. ...
I peeled my eyes open. A shadowy figure lurked over my bed, arms outstretched and pulling me out from under the warmth of my covers. “Mom?” I whispered. “Hush.” As the figure pulled me closer, I recognized my mother’s scent: cigarette smoke, Charlie...
I hadn’t slept much in the week that had passed since I last saw Harper, and the Ambien was a last ditch attempt to get a bit of shut eye. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” I mumbled, fumbling my way through the early morning darkness of my apartment until I reached the door. I pu...
I knew by the feel of his bulging cock that he wanted to fuck me just as much as I wanted to fuck him. I wasn’t sure what came over me in that moment, but something about lying next to the boy who’d protected me, who was officially all grown up and a hot mess of leather an...
I couldn’t help that hours earlier I’d walked in on my boyfriend of five years fucking the living daylights out of my stepsister. I couldn’t help it that I immediately proceeded to drive to the only bar in our one horse town that just so happened to be connected to the only hotel in town that jus...
Every Monday my florist dropped off an enormous bouquet of exotic blooms, something different each week, for my Maisie. Each arrangement arrived with a single sentence in French, fragments of a love letter that would all come together at the end of the year. This week, the...
Not a soreness. More of a longing. I wanted more. Xavier, my stepbrother, had just fucked me in the backseat of a limo, and already I couldn’t get enough. Did I like it? Yes. Did I want it to happen again? Yes. Was this part ...
he said as I boarded his plane. Against all logic, I’d decided to go to New York with him. Four days. That’s all I was giving him, and in exchange, he was going to make the hurt disappear for a little while. When the weekend came back around, he promised to ship me home, s...
at Harper’s insistence. Evidently she was ready to get the show on the road. Dressed in a black skintight number that barely covered her ass and the pinks of her nipples, we sat in the VIP lounge with candles illuminating our table and bottles of Moet and Chandon on ice. Apparently this was her p...