"You were right," I say to Sir. "I always am," he replies, grinning. "What about?" "That writing erotica every day for hours is just like watching porn; at some point, you just become numb and need to distance yourself to be able to feel aroused and write...
"You ever think about the ultimate adrenaline rush?" I asked him as we navigated the bustling street. "Imagine renting a motorbike and weaving through this chaos, trying to stay in one piece." His gaze burned with a seductive intensity. "You want to know...
"What are you typing away at?" Sir inquires. "Just a little story about us for the Unleashed competition," I say, flashing him a grin. "Starring me again?" He pretends to sigh and shakes his head, but I can tell he's secretly pleased. "Most men would feel...
I love this game we're playing, to read the words you're saying. Hear the ping, see the sticker. Now you sent me a picture. A pic that makes me squirm, I press my butt down firm. Feeling wet and tender, typing back with fingers slender. One trembling hand...
"No," Annie pleaded sleepily as Jake attempted to peel his half-naked sister off his lap. "Stay with me." "Oh, Annie, I gotta go to sleep." He'd really had his mind settled on jerking off. It would be an acceptable consolation. "Sleep with me," Annie begg...
Annie sat Indian style in the middle of her neatly made bed and listlessly scrolled Instagram. It had been a boring day ever since her older brother Jake left for work almost nine hours earlier. She was growing quite antsy, as there were only so many book...
The bar door crashes open and the juke box music floods into the darkening street beyond. A weary Grant Oliver walks up to the bar stool, announces his arrival with the hard hitting helmet that crashes on the bar. His thick coat thrown on top of it to mak...
Nathan sat in a booth across from Emily in the warm dimness of a local pub and smiled at her. She scowled back. "If you were expecting to fuck me tonight, you can forget it." She was wearing a black leather jacket over a red and white striped tank top and...
This is a continuation of the story that began with Amnesty Program. ---- Jason had forgotten how long it takes jeans to dry. Emily had burst in, just as Rebecca had predicted, her freckled face flushed from running and her wavy red hair windblown. She ha...
Professor Sandra Suarez opened a file folder and put her elbows on her desk. "Your academic record is exceptional, Rebecca. You're a good candidate for the Amnesty program. You understand that this is an experiment, correct?" Rebecca shifted in her seat a...
The daily email came in the middle of the afternoon.Hello boys,It's not every day I feel like I need to wash my hands as much as Lady Macbeth. Wednesday's naughty little prank last night has earned her Jill Kill status for the rest of the week. It's going...
The email didn't come in until one o'clock, but the guys had been taking turns monitoring their inboxes, so they all went running for their computers when Justin yelled. This one was like the last one, addressed to all five of them by name. Hi Anthony, St...
Steve came home from a sociology class to a general uproar Friday afternoon. "Have you heard about it?" Justin said as Steve put down his backpack. "What? Did someone run us out of milk again?" Steve joked. "Just read this," Anthony ordered. "Read it off...
