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...
We’re Not Friends

We’re Not Friends

“I don’t fuck my friends,” she said. “If you’re not fucking your friends, then who the hell do you fuck? Come on. Do you fuck people you don’t like? What’s the point of that?” I won’t say I was mansplaining, but I was feeling self-righteous. My friends are hot and...
Wanting What He Wants

Wanting What He Wants

“He wants to fuck me up the ass,” she said, lying in my bed. We had fucked for a half hour and were staring out at the city with smiles on our faces. “Don’t tell me that,” I moaned, my hand sliding down her back. “Are you going to let him?” “Why shouldn’t I tell you...