L and I had gone out for dinner, it was our first time together without the kids in tow for a while, and we’d relished reconnecting after what felt a while out of sync. Life, work, young family, aging parents, bills, just…adulting. It had been a brilliant evening, starting off a bit stilted as we began to recall who we were as a couple; as the courses progressed and we made our way through a bottle of wine, we remembered...

I’d been island hopping in Greece for a few weeks and found myself in Skyros, which had a super chilled vibe, a few small galleries and the odd random hippy shop, whitewashed buildings clustered together. I’d been there for a few days, keeping to myself: reading books on the beach, writing in the afternoons, swimming, and eating out. I’d found a preferred evening spot on the edge of the city centre in Chora, the island’s...

Nothing compares to your clench as your body arches when I lick you, two fingers within. * Nothing compares to the croak that marks your arrival as your world stops, and you fall. * Nothing compares to the pulses that course through you spreading joy from my touch. * Nothing compares to the taste of inside you on lips, tongue, and my fingers. * Nothing compares to the peace that surrounds you as you lie loved, and complet...