2 a.m. I've been lying in the middle of my living room for over an hour. Legs and arms spread wide apart in the dim light, I listen to my melancholic playlist, letting tears stream down my cheeks. I'm only wearing a black lace thong and a t-shirt that's slightly too short, exposing my belly button. The cold floor bites into my skin, but the sensation is intoxicating. My long red hair is carelessly spread out around me lik...

You're cooking, the scent of my favorite dish wafts through the room, stoking my hunger, but not just for food. The thought of you going to such lengths to please me stirs a deep desire within me. It's only right that I return the favor, and I know just how to do it. My mouth moistens at the mere thought, and I approach you, my eyes gleaming with lust. You're too focused on your task to notice me right away. But when my h...

You seem stressed. All this time, you've been shouting, complaining, you seem hurt. You entered my place like a storm while my boyfriend was not there. I'm a bit lost, because even though you're talking to me, we both know I'm not responsible for your state. But I let you vent on me, you know me, you know I can take it, and you also know I'll always find a way to calm you and heal your wounds. I say nothing, and to your g...

New Year's Eve - 11.43 PM Ten days had passed since the Secret Santa, an evening marked by a particularly moment between Emma and Jason. However, she had been firm with Jason, making it clear that this adventure should not repeat itself. Despite that, she knew she would have to deal with his presence. Being one of the two colleagues close to Nathan, Jason was inevitably destined to cross paths with her in her home. And, u...

The afternoon had bathed my apartment in a soft, muted light, the sun’s rays filtering through thin curtains to dance across the old parquet floor. I sat on the couch, legs crossed in tight jeans. Across from me, Laura glowed with grace. Blonde and slender, her figure—sculpted by swimming and running—showed subtly beneath a light blouse. And those blue eyes. Those deep hypnotic blue eyes that drew me in and held me captiv...

I’m lying on the bed, a vision in crimson lace and silk clinging to my skin. My head tilted back, hanging just off the edge of the mattress, my long auburn hair spilling like a river of fire toward the floor. My eyes are hidden behind a black satin blindfold, heightening every sensation, every whisper of air against my bare skin. My lips, painted a bold scarlet, part slightly in trembling anticipation. My body is accentua...