I’d just stepped through the front door of our little semi-detached, the adrenaline-laced buzz from a successful meeting with a new client still faintly vibrating in my chest. I run my own graphic design business from home, which usually means jeans and a messy bun, but today demanded a professional look. I was dressed to impress the client, yes, but also Hamish, my husband. I locked the door, letting the weight of the da...

Back at uni in England, the crisp autumn air hit me like a slap after the endless sun of the south of France. I'd been home for a couple of weeks now, my lectures on veterinary biology had started up again, all about animal anatomy and pathology, but my mind kept drifting back to Laurent. His deep laugh, those strong hands gripping my hips, the way his thick black cock had stretched me open and turned me into someone I ba...

My name’s Tamara, and I want to share what happened during my summer break at my parents’ villa in the south of France. It was the third day of my trip, and I was finally starting to unwind after a grueling semester at university. I was 19, studying veterinary biology, with my future all planned out, becoming a vet, no time for distractions like guys. I’m not arrogant in the slightest, but I know I’m attractive, even at 5...