In the end I fell so easilyWalls tumbledWith gleeful innocenceAs chaos reigned capriciously Tangled limbs, tangled heartsWants unmaskedEach acceptance draws me further inThe web braided with fate's red string She laughs as she watches But I know the ways of fateAs I make shapes with her stringsMy heart is not diluted for being fullerI’d rather fill it with love I will give no regard to the massesI will not be judged by th...

Even though I'd craved it, the intensity of his kiss still takes me by surprise. The clubbers who surround us dissolve with the music into the curling dry ice. Even alcohol is secondary to the passion I taste as our tongues entwine. Each moment of exploration makes me want to lose myself and never resurface. I'd spied him earlier leaning against the bar, watching me tossing my long oaky hair to the thumping beat, sparkly...

He twisted her arm behind her back, forcing her warm cheek against the cool wall of the bedroom. The rest of her naked body was still flushed and trembling after being dragged from the bed. The crumpled sheets still held heat from where she had knelt, eyes on his, taking him in her mouth. Stretched and deep, the act somehow both slutty and classy, she'd teased him to within an inch of his orgasm, then stopped. She'd tongu...

“Sophia!” I yelled for the zillionth time. “We’re late.” I stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting less than patiently. I could hear her rummaging around up there. I’d told her in no uncertain terms that we absolutely needed to leave by seven at the latest, and here I was shouting at her at twenty past. I’d turned into my mum. Great.  “Two minutes. It’ll be worth it...” Her teasing voice floated down.  I sighed. That l...

My apartment was quiet and dim. I sighed in relief as I toed off my work heels, then dropped my keys on the sideboard before scooping up my mail. The small square parcel with the neat lettering had landed demurely between two takeaway menus, and rendered everything else inconsequential. The bottle of Vino Nobile di Montepulciano still sat on the kitchen counter. I’d allowed myself one tiny glass last night to calm my nerv...

My brain was still in orgasm overload. This new development threatened to shut it down. Dan was here. Dan of the tight body, enticing tattoos and talented cock. Dan who’d fucked me every way it was possible to be fucked, who’d taken my anal virginity and who I’d dumped by text. That Dan. Oh fucking hell. Mal held on to me as Dan sauntered closer. I’m not sure if he was worried I would just wander off. He was obviously cre...

The bead of sweat hung from her brow for an indecisive second before falling to the floor. Heat was everywhere. Flames licked in the corner hearth, oppressive warmth building in the darkened room. Naked skin glistened as she hung facedown from the ropes, hogtied, legs spread, knees bent back. Her arms were crossed behind her back and tied at the wrists. She swung gently. Too slowly to get any sort of breeze across her flu...

Every sinew was stretched. Her back delicately arched and her shoulders screamed with silent tension as they surrendered to the demands of the rope. One limb, one corner. The four poster bed dominated the space. Its place, dead centre, gave the room its purpose. There would be no resting here, no hiding. The perimeter of the room was a walkway around that bed and tonight, she was the exhibit. “Would you like to play a gam...

And if I watch you, maybe you will noticeFeel the weight of my stare and turnAnd maybe you will smile and recognise somethingUnspoken and unnamed And if I kiss you, maybe you will kiss me backGraze me with your hard fingers and soft tongueTrace me in morning sunlight and evening moonlightBlurred edges defined beneath your hands And if I love you, maybe you will love me tooWe will wrap each other in warmth and contentmentG...

I froze, then slowly closed my eyes and counted to three. Please please please... I creaked one back open. Nope. He still stood there, grinning that familiar smug grin. Shit. Literally caught wet-handed. How was one supposed to react in such a situation? Why was he still so goddam cute? Jesus, Angela, get your mind out your panties. My limbs stayed frozen as he walked slowly towards me. Stalked might have been a better wo...

The apartment door closed behind me with an echoing thud. Three whole weeks, I thought excitedly, as I eyed up the expensive looking paintings hanging in the large hallway which stretched out before me. I didn't recognise a single one, which meant the Jacksons had probably paid a fortune for them. I pushed my butt off the door, dropped my suitcase, and happy-danced my way down the hallway towards the huge kitchen. Everyth...

"Whaddyamean stuck?" Aghast, I strained my neck and peered down between my spread legs, where my girlfriend currently had her face buried in my wet and needy snatch. I'd been pretty close to cumming when my pre-orgasmic blissful build-up was rudely interrupted by her panicked mumbles about getting stuck. For a second, various improbable medical nightmares ran through my head as I wondered if my vagina had gone all Venus F...

The bass from the music was pumping from the speakers. It poured onto the dance floor like molten tar, animating the bodies writhing in the smoky gloom. She watched the dance floor and its gyrating zombies with a bored expression and a curl of her immaculately rouged lip while she lounged on a bar stool, dry martini in one hand. Her long legs were crossed, the hemline of her dress nearing scandalous. The dress matched her...

I shut the laptop with slightly shaky hands. I was wet. Ridiculously so. I could feel my pussy lips smoosh against each other as I scooted back on the couch and replayed his words in my head. He always had this effect on me. It was just words on a screen, but without fail I'd find myself getting wet when he told me what he wanted to do to me. It wasn't everyone I talked to. Just him. He had a way.Most nights after I shut...

Shit! Jerry stood outside the classy little jewellery store in the strip mall near his house, staring at the locked door and ‘Closed for Christmas’ sign like it was going to magically disappear. As he looked frantically about, his gaze fell on a couple exiting a little boutique-type shop: ‘Lushious Intimates & Gifts’. “Lushious?” Jerry muttered. “Well that’s just daft, do people not know how to spell anymore?” He stood in...