Friday morning. My phone rings, and when I see the screen, I feel my heart immediately beat a little faster. It's Lena. Finally. "Hey Ben," her voice says through the speaker, and I can hear the grin in it. "I had an idea for this afternoon. How about we go to the gym together and get a bit of a workout? And afterward, we could order a pizza at my place and watch that new Ghibli movie we talked about last time." I nod, ev...

“Fuck,” I groaned, the word hot against his skin. “I want to taste you both.” Mike’s hand, still tangled in my hair, stilled. I felt the sudden tension in the air, a shift as palpable as a door slamming shut. Jake, whose thigh I was straddling, let out a low whistle. “Whoa, Erica. You’re full of surprises tonight.” An hour ago, that wouldn’t have been true. The pulsing bass of the Waikiki club had been a tangible force, p...

Louise had always been the type to lose herself in spreadsheets and endless Zoom calls. At 32, she was a mid-level financial analyst at a mid-sized firm in downtown Atlanta, buried under reports and client demands. At the same time, her body begged for something beyond sedentary hours and takeout dinners. She wasn’t built like the Instagram models; she had soft, generous curves, wide hips, thick thighs, and heavy breasts...

Lucene releases my skull, and I fall forward, face-first into the muddy grass of the graveyard. I stay prone, waiting for another blow to land, but nothing happens so I tentatively crawl up to all fours. Through my aching ribs, I manage to half-mumble, “I don’t know who I’m supposed to be any more.” I lift my gaze but can't look at her. Shame swirls. “What’s wrong with me?” She circles to crouch in front of me and sighs....

The rhythmic slapping of skin on skin and their heavy breathing could barely be heard over the rock music playing in the dimly lit bedroom, a frantic, sweaty percussion that drowned out the distant hum of the house. She rode him hard, her nails digging into his chest for leverage, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingled with his own guttural groans. The air was thick with the scent of their exertion, a raw, private...

Monita was the picture of the perfect, diligent student at San Francisco State University, known for her studious nature and love for books. Her world revolved around academics, and she preferred spending her days buried in textbooks rather than socializing. Whenever she had downtime, her preference would be catching up on her reading or listening to classical music. Her parents back in mainland China had sacrificed a lot...

Bonnie was a stunning twenty-one-year-old redhead of Scottish descent, with an athletic build, medium-sized, firm breasts, and light blue eyes. She had just graduated from the academy, following her father's example, to become a law enforcement officer. Her father was a sheriff in the town where she grew up, a cozy little place not far from the city she was in now. It was the last thing she wanted to do, work for her dad,...

The rhythmic slapping of skin on skin and their heavy breathing could barely be heard over the rock music playing in the dimly lit bedroom, a frantic, sweaty percussion that drowned out the distant hum of the house. She rode him hard, her nails digging into his chest for leverage, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingled with his own guttural groans. The air was thick with the scent of their exertion, a raw, private...

Louise had always been the type to lose herself in spreadsheets and endless Zoom calls. At 32, she was a mid-level financial analyst at a mid-sized firm in downtown Atlanta, buried under reports and client demands. At the same time, her body begged for something beyond sedentary hours and takeout dinners. She wasn’t built like the Instagram models; she had soft, generous curves, wide hips, thick thighs, and heavy breasts...