Bryan sank deeper into the sofa, his broad shoulders pressing into the cushions, eyes fixed on the glowing screen. The controller in his hands, headset tilted just right as he bantered with friends online. He was locked in, a quiet grin flickering every so often when a risky move paid off. The door to the living room eased open. Krystal appeared, hair still damp from her bath, dark reddish-purple strands catching the lamp...

He’d been talking for a while now—rocking back and forth in the chair across the room, like sitting still was impossible. Not really to us anymore—just out loud, like keeping the words in might tear a hole through him. Jamie, my boyfriend, sat to my left, slouched forward, phone screen glowing in his face like it mattered more than the room—more than his brother’s turmoil over his impending divorce. I couldn’t help the si...

The car ride to the airport had been quiet, polite smiles and travel chatter between Laura and her parents filling the space. Mark sat in the back, his hand resting beside Laura's on the seat. Occasionally, her pinky would graze his, or she'd shift just enough for her thigh to press against his, but her face never betrayed what her body was doing. He knew her well enough to recognize the signs: the bounce in her leg, the...

I curl my toes into the leather seat, pretending it's just about getting comfortable. But he's watching. The way his hand tightens slightly on the gearshift--like it's my ankle. The way his breath catches when I stretch one bare foot toward his lap. It's dark inside the car, but the dashboard casts just enough glow to catch the sheen on my toes. He doesn't say anything. So I press my sole against his thigh. Slow. Innocent...

RRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGG The alarm blares, and it’s a trigger. As soon as it goes off, Sky lets go and comes forcibly for the entertainment of these men. Her body is made to take wave after wave of forced pleasure. The men all chuckling as they watch her twitch and moan on the table as they leave her body alone to enjoy the orgasm, and to wash up and get ready for the fron...

The summer night pressed against the windowpanes, thick and heavy like a velvet curtain. A golden pool of light from the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the worn hardwood floor of their rented beach cottage. Ocean air drifted through the half-open window, carrying salt and memories of their afternoon together on the shore. Shelby sprawled across their bed, sheets pulled to just below her collarbone. Her glacier-blue...

Chapter 33 Grace woke to the glorious feeling of Mac’s finger skimming seductively over her skin, tracing a line along her silhouette. “Mmm,” she purred teasingly, “someone must be needy.” His hand dipped between her thighs as a single digit discovered her sweet nectar already pooling. “I’d say that someone might be you, my darling. You’re drenching my fingers, and I’ve barely touched you.” “On the contrary, I’m certain t...