Devouring Her

Devouring Her

She climbed into the bath without warning. Her delicate hand gripped the white porcelain as she lowered herself beneath the steaming water, and our legs brushing together left us closer than we had ever been before. Just when I thought she might say something, she...
Her Ex Over the Phone

Her Ex Over the Phone

“Hey babe, what’s up?” “Hiiiiiii,” she said, her voice less of a slur and more of a moan. It was a sound that was intimately familiar. Achingly so. “Where are you?” “He asked me up for a drink after dinner.” The phone felt heavy in my hand as I lay back on our bed....
Don’t Pull Out

Don’t Pull Out

“Did you really get snipped?” she asked me as she rested her legs on my lap. I rubbed her calves gently as I sipped my drink. “Of course. We’re not having kids, and birth control fucks with her system, so why not? It’s not a big deal. Pretty simple procedure.” She was...