These short and steamy erotic literary interludes are nothing short of fairytales for adult audiences. This one isn’t quite as descriptive as some but is leaves little for the imagination. My one major criticism of this and other stories of this genre is that (considering the unlikelihood of it t...
Over the estate’s high wall she glimpsed a dozen or so tall news van antennae. Backing away from the glass, she let the heavy curtain fall into place. Those tabloid people with their long distance lenses never relented. Wasn’t it enough that they’d splashed her dirty laund...
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Three nights now he hadn’t so much as nodded off for a few minutes. Dream-like visions of his sister’s friend Emily kept filling his head like a catchy song he couldn’t quite banish from his mind. Sometimes erotic, other times disturbing, he wasn’t sure what to make of her intrusions into his bra...
Standing at the threshold, he hesitated a moment, then moved closer as if he was about to kiss her.No. Betsy might be watching, and Megan didn’t want to provide more fodder for the gossip she yapped about to her friends all day. She turned her head just in time for his kiss to land on her cheek. ...
Do you have any jewelry on?” Chase asked Diana. He could barely suck in a breath, incredulous that a shark was about to attack them. “No. The hijackers took it all.” She gasped. “Shit. It’s a hammerhead.” He shook her off his back then lunged at the shark and managed to poke his fingers right int...
Although spending yet another glorious day making love, watching movies, cooking and eating with Alan, she had to pay attention to real life. Real life meant rewriting the column Alan’s techie friend had yet been able to rescue, earning money to pay the rent as well as send her mom and sisters so...
“How are you holding up?” Becky fanned herself with her hand. “Scared to death, excited, you name it.” “It'll be fine, Beck. I'll be with you.” “How was your fancy date with Cleave?” “Where do I begin?...