The Phoenix Sky Harbor airport is busy. I make my way to baggage claim with my trumpet on my back, laptop case in my hand, and a carefree walk. Ready for two weeks of relaxing with no responsibilities. Well, no responsibilities other than playing one g...
Naked, on top of a crumbling castle tower, gazing down on leafless winter woodland, with another’s hand around my throat — this was not how I had envisaged the night ending. “Choose, Christian,” he urged. His words drifted past my face like smoke in the f...
Tell me your red linesGive me your bodyTo pluck your strings Trust me to use youPlaying sweet music If it's too much Tell meWe can just cuddle Close your eyesLet me lead youTo pull your stringsBe my puppetDancing for me If it's too much Stop meWe can just...
“Be careful,” I say nervously. I am tied to the bed naked. Lily is kneeling between my legs in a sheer black outfit, fangs bared. Vampire cosplay is one of her things. There is a wicked gleam in her green eyes. “I won’t bite it off,” she says, grinning. W...
I asked Connie for our date on Tuesday, and it was my boldness that got her attention. Unlike Heather and Sue, who I asked in semi-private, just in front of the other girls, Connie, I decided to ask at the end of our electrical engineering class. Most oth...
The king led her to the back of their dungeon. He stopped her in front of a reclining chair with multiple rods, shelves, and footholds emerging from the side and back. He released her hair, took the lantern from her hand and hung it on a hook that was su...
Flashbulbs stung my vision amid the surging clamour of paparazzi calling her name as she strode from the premier along the red carpet towards me and the limousine. An effortless flick of russet hair above the straps of the crimson bodycon dress brushed of...
First Letter, dated 12 February 18-- From Emily M-------d To Lady Cassandra B---------n My dearest Cassandra, I fear it is over a week since I last put pen to paper, and indeed I cannot tell when you will receive this letter, if it reaches you at all (giv...
I barely hear the lively buzz of our friends around the table because my sole focus is her. Emilia. Laughing animatedly at her husband's anecdote, waves of hair shaking over bare shoulders, slowing as she senses my penetrative gaze and makes eye contact....
It had been twelve hours since she fucked me and I was still feeling the effects. Flashes of her heavenly body riding my lap on the sofa stung my mind at breakfast, amid household minutiae with my wife. I barely listened, head brimming with visions of flu...
Emily “Well, damn,” I whispered, as I checked my watch, “this is not good Em’s.”I closed the ledger with a bang that sounded loud in the cavernous warehouse; I had been going over the books for my new boss. The warehouse sat in a part of the city that dur...
Little Red Riding HoodHer flaming red hair hangsLike a scarlet cape, framingher alabaster face.Only the splatter of freckles addscolour, like someone, has flickedochre coloured paint across her nose. She fastens her choker,the diamonds glitter creatinga r...
