When I was 21 years old, I visited New York City for the very first time. I was immediately enamoured by the bigness and the busyness. It was both polished and grungy at the same time, which I absolutely loved, and I spent the majority of my trip wandering around with wide eyes, just soaking it all up. And it was during this initial, awe-filled trip that I met Bryan. He sold me my ticket to the museum I was visiting, and...

Whitney was pissed. It had been three weeks since Chris fucked her silly, and she hadn’t had a dicking like it since. It wasn’t for lack of trying, but it seemed like no matter who she fucked or how big his cock was, it just wasn’t the same as being a cocksleeve for that cheating asshole. Whitney scrolled through Instagram, stopping on a picture of Chris and his new girl, Ashley, arm in arm on a beach. The bitch was pract...

I felt the weight of the evening pressing down on me from the start, the air in our spacious suburban home thick with the scent of gourmet food—truffle sauce mingling with the sharp tang of fine red wine—and the subtle perfumes of the women: Moira's signature vanilla and musk, Lisa's crisp citrus, Tara's sweet floral notes, and Sophia's warm spice. The crystal chandeliers overhead cast a warm, golden glow across the polis...

Melanie glanced at the clock before refocusing on the computer screen. Today had been a long day working at the hotel reception desk. The works party from the night before had checked out gradually throughout the day, and as it was a Sunday, there were very few guests checking in. All of this had caused the day to drag. She had tried to get the attention of one of the young men from yesterday afternoon when he checked out...

Part 3The silence after Evelyn’s question hung thick and heavy, broken only by the low hum of the studio equipment and Sarah’s ragged breathing against George’s chest. Daniel stared at the dark monitor screen, his reflection a pale smudge against the void. His jaw clenched, muscles working beneath the skin. He didn’t look at Sarah, limp and glistening with George’s release. He didn’t look at George, whose arm still posses...

The Auction Begins "Priya!" Raj shouted up the stairs. "Vikram just called. He wants us to help with the charity raffle he's running. Can you talk to him and decide what we'll do? I'm stuck in court all week." I walked down the stairs slowly, my bare feet cool against the polished wood, moving smoothly from all my years of Bharatanatyam and yoga. My silk saree rustled softly with every step, the fabric sliding over my ski...

Chapter 6 The air in the garage studio thickened, saturated with the scent of male musk, Sarah’s floral perfume turning cloying, and the underlying tang of old wood and electronics. Daniel’s hand hovered, knuckles white, just above the curve of Sarah’s skirt where it met the small of her back. The heat radiating from her skin seemed to sear his palm through the cotton fabric. On the large screen, the close-up was obscene:...

It's the middle of August, and Gupta's cricket team is at the end of its tour, with the last game being played at Northampton County Cricket Ground. In June, he had introduced me to the players at their first game, informing them that I would be theirs if they performed well during the tour. Nineteen pairs of young, hungry eyes devoured my sexily clad body—promises of things to come. And I can't believe that after nearly...