Lisa Stilton stood next to a parapet of the old castle overlooking a snow covered foreign city. She reminded Bo of the skier, Lindsey Vonn, who hailed from their own country. Or perhaps Lisa was a little Dutch girl with yellow braided hair planning to put her finger in a dike. The final day of their European Honeymoon was to end with a bit of sightseeing before returning to Colorado. Hard to believe his new wife had been...

This kiss was different. The first had been a question. This one was a demand. It was hungry. Not overly aggressive, but fierce with desire. Janie moaned into his mouth and one of his hands found the back of her neck and gripped a little harder than he probably should have. Her fingers were twined in his hair again. After a brief eternity their lips parted and their foreheads came together to rest on each other. “Wow,” Wi...

Janie’s breath caught in her throat. Will slowly sat down at the table and held his hands up. “There’s no need for that. Let go of the lady and we’ll talk.” “We ain’t here to talk,” the brute with the pistol said. Another man walked through the door and closed it. He was short and unfortunate looking with no chin and an overly large hawkish nose. His choice to keep bushy sideburns but shave the rest only served to draw mo...

Ah, that night, Only days into our gifted years together, in the warm glow of a sparkling summer’s eve, Was it then, on the firm foundations of a declared love Building began, with kisses and so much more? As we walked that heaven blessed cliff Each seeking and murmuring words to further express, The deep endearments we shared. Our fingers entwined in their own intricate tango, To the music and rhythms that filled our hea...

The ceremony had been amazing, the bride was stunning and the groom had looked genuinely besotted. We’d all sat through the meal and endured the speeches, but finally, the evening reception was upon us. Eventually, the elderly relatives had retired to their rooms, the “youngsters” were now free to enjoy themselves, and the DJ was in charge. Drinks flowed as an eclectic mix of old and new friends joined forces on the dance...

Every day, We share our traditional warm embrace, Every hour Sweet words pass between us Every minute There are those glances, Those blessings in disguise. But when evenings fall, Darkness spreads  A sensuous blanket Glances now mirror desire.                                                             Those warm embraces ignite Into heated passion Those words, spoken With ardent breathlessness Repeat and repeat, “I love...

Four years into my time as a gigolo with Ron Vincent's business of providing escorts for the mature lady I had acquired quite a reputation. A good number of the clients asked for me on a regular basis. Having said that, I'd had a few occasions which had ensured I kept my feet on the ground. Like the buxom fifty-two-year-old lady, all blue rinse and chins who only wanted cunnilingus but refused to touch me in any way. It m...

“Cassie, is there something you want to tell me? You’ve been moping about all day and… well… we haven’t had sex in like, 48 hours.” Unfortunately, that was a new record for us. Well, not counting that time of the month. But even then, Cassie took care of me. “No,” she replied, the anguish apparent in her voice. “I don’t want to tell you. But I have to, and I don’t know how.” I took her hand and led her towards the couch....

And when the morning rays strike my skin,Your misty breath shall heave within,With desire your lips will touch my neck,Only your thirst shall quench my thirst,I will sense your every move,I will feel your every breath,I will rule your needs like it's mine,I will lift your passion high,I will succumb to your darkest wants...I will pour myself into your lust...And when your lips will force mine apart...And your grip will lo...

Jake and Hesta Banner had been married for two years, but having been so occupied with their clothing business, which was now booming, they were taking this chance to have a real honeymoon. They had promised themselves a whole four weeks of driving through Greece, a country they both wanted to see. They had never been to Greece, but both had grown up hearing about the history and the mythology. An evening class had taught...

Finn followed the road to the large dairy farm on the outskirts of Ellatar. With everyone busy with the preparations, he had offered to run a few errands for Hilda after lunch. He didn’t mind, really, since it gave him a chance to escape the chaos. And would be one less thing Hilda would have to worry about. Owned and operated by the same family for many generations, the farm not only produced milk, it was also one of the...

With her errands completed, Darcy pushed through the door of the woodworker’s shop on High Street. It was a small space, displaying only a few of the pieces Cooper had created, and was dominated by a long counter stacked with binders full of drawings showcasing the work he was capable of. Darcy knew his actual workshop was out back, and everything he created was made to order. “Well, hello, Darcy. How are you today?” The...