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Plan C: Chapter 3

His kiss wasn't enough; she craved more.

Muscles. That was simply all Becca saw. Toned, tanned, and extremely kissable muscles. Grayson Clark was still shirtless and slightly sweaty as he flexed his strong arms while changing her flat tire over to the spare one she had finally retrieved from her trunk. Staring at him work, she couldn’t help but be silently thankful she had tripped and had needed his shirt to stop the cut on her...Read On

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Other Colors -- Ch. 8

A D/s romance set in Montreal

Part 1 – Red (continued) Chapter 8 This was a mistake… Ice crunched beneath the tires as we came to a halt before the wrought iron gates guarding the little lane up to Mr. Caine’s house. Why are you here, Penny? You don’t know a goddamn thing about this man. My breath was shallow. Peter does… I stared at my knees, but could still feel his eyes on me; icy and unrelenting. And he...Read On

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Other Colors -- Ch. 15 (part 1)

A D/s romance set in Montreal

Part 2 – Blue (continued) For reasons of length, this chapter has been split into two sections.  Chapter 15 My eyes were closed. My breath was slow. I could feel the fire, its gentle heat pulsing over my nose and cheeks and knees. ‘ About suffering they were never wrong.’ I was thinking of Auden’s ‘Musee des Beaux Arts’ again; about wings of wax, and the melting point of paraffin....Read On

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Gazebos and Vermouth - Part 3

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Thinking that Max was the bronze Max, my quest took a hit. I don't really know what I was expecting, after all we were strangers. If it hadn't have been for the olive we would have passed in the aisle. She slid a piece of writing paper over to me on the counter top and started talking to a newly arrived couple carrying overnight bags. I put the piece of paper in my pocket and went into the...Read On

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Adrenaline

Journey into our deepest desires

Adrenaline! I can’t begin to contemplate the complexity of this chemical that controls so many of our urges, our desires, giving us the propensity to fight and to fuck in equal measure. It is not for me to analyse and to decipher the intricacies of such chemical reactions with-in our bodies but more for me to understand it and how it translates into the situation that I find my-self and my...Read On

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Other Colors -- Ch.16

A D/s romance set in Montreal

Part 2 – Blue (continued) Chapter 16 There was not the slightest doubt in my mind that intended to fuck me. My limbs began to quiver as we reached the landing, and he led me by the wrist down the hall to his study. My eyes darted anxiously over those several fixtures in the room, still so sharply imprinted in my head: the very thing that started all of this, my massive painting,...Read On

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Other Colors - Ch. 17

A D/s romance set in Montreal

Part 2 – Blue (continued) Chapter 17 He kept his promise. He was gone by the time I woke up. And while he left no note behind with my dress that morning, he did, thank God, see fit to provision me with a pair of shoes. I stared down at them, crossed on the fuzzy black mat of the town car. They were cute, I guess; a pair of blue suede ballet flats, with narrow straps buckled...Read On

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Hoodoo Dreams Part 1

Samantha looks to excape her past in a foreign City, and the Hoodoo fills her dreams with depravity!

New Orleans. City of a million dreams. The Big Easy. Samantha had roamed the crowded streets of the French Quarter looking for the excitement that she craved. She was looking for something to fill the void left after the break-up. It was hot and steamy and only hours away from July. She scanned the crowds through eggshell blue eyes, a lot of lost souls looking for something similar, a...Read On

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Other Colors -- Ch. 13

A D/s romance set in Montreal

Part 2 - Blue (continued) Chapter 13 I’m not quite sure what I expected—some asphyxiatingly formal ballroom perhaps, complete with a canopy of blown glass chandeliers, bone china chargers, and tables set with more cutlery than Marie and I had stashed in our entire kitchen. I just figured the place he picked for us would be polished, bright, grotesquely opulent—and definitely not a...Read On

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Other Colors -- Ch. 15 (part 2)

A D/s romance set in Montreal

Chapter 15 (part 2) I backed away a bit further before turning. Even then, I couldn't help but glance over my shoulder. More than likely, I had it all wrong. It was nothing, and I had only to worry about the devils I knew, not the imaginary ones that he kept locked away. Be that as it may, I still wanted nothing more at that moment than to put a healthy distance between myself, and...Read On

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Absolution

A poem I wrote in the afterglow of a wonderful night.

I am so far gone My terrifying respect for you deepens Keeping my eyes from meeting yours You are reclined like a lion Ready to devour your suicidal prey You are my divine dichotomy Two parts in a single soul a wretched beast a Dionysian lover You punish and adore me Drawing blood with your nails Forcing my mouth until tears run the look on your face as you savor...Read On