She slipped into her bedroom, him close behind her. The door clicked shut, shrouding them in darkness. Laughter, muffled by a hand over his mouth, escaped his lips. Blouse askew, jeans unfastened, his hands roamed her body, urgency overtaking them, The do...
She stood before him in the dimly lit room, lace and silk barely containing her sinful sway. With each roll of hips, she stoked his primal frustration, daring surrender. "No touching," she purred, "until I say." Slowly, she revealed herself, glistening wi...
Mom rousted us in the morning, telling us breakfast was ready. I jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. The door was closed, so I knocked and waited. A moment later, Brooke opened the door and smiled. “Good morning, Brooke. Did you sleep well?” I...
