Olivia approached her bedroom door, thinking about a long hot shower. She grasped the knob, turning it but the door refused to open. Fuck, I must've accidentally locked it. As she searched for the keys, she paused, hearing muffled voices from within. That was strange. Maybe she left the TV playing. Sliding the key into the hole, she fumbled with the lock, pushing the door open and stepped inside. Olivia halted, staring at...

Atlanta, Georgia - 2018 Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. The incessant ringing woke me from a deep sleep. I rolled over, and it stopped. Ten minutes of silence ensued. I'd barely fallen asleep when it started again. Beep. Beep. Beep. Too damn exhausted to answer, I reached across and turned my phone off. Four hours later I ate a leisurely Sunday breakfast on the patio and watched the sunrise. My thoughts wandered to the details of...

Tousled dark hair, vivid green eyes Self-confident strut I can’t help but think, You’re sexy as fuck.   My flesh instinctively awakens the moment you are near. Your molten heat surrounds me, and unspoken desire slickens my skin beneath the midnight summer rain.   Deft hands expertly shed the drenched clothes of our daytime masquerade. Deep, ragged whispers of greedy temptations, irresistible to my restraint, devour me in...

Cash glanced at the clock. Ten minutes to go. She needed some music to unwind tonight. The checklist was completed early due to a slow Sunday night and heavy rainstorm. She sighed and blew out a breath. Thank God, I live upstairs. No commute to navigate on slick roads. Cash settled into the familiar routine. Lights turned off except those above the bar. Playlist cued, steady thumping beats filled the silence. A swift kick...

Ivy placed items down, waiting her turn in line. She shifted and stretched, moaning in pleasurable pain at the slight burn in her defined muscles from tonight's lengthy and intense workout. Slim fingers brushed the long damp hair away from her face as she checked her phone for new messages.Private party needs 5 bikini models. $50hr plus a chance for extra. Call me. Jared She smiled. That sounded like fun. The late-night s...

I escaped my fucked-up life into late-night erotic fantasies for years as waves crashed onto the sand beneath my balcony. I frequented my favorite site and started writing stories after becoming enamored with an author. Her stories had dirty, rough stuff I loved but also sensual and tender in a way I tried to emulate but couldn't master. I fantasized she spent hours getting aroused reading my words as I did hers. When she...

I floated on air. Hips moved and arms flexed. His cock thrust into me as my tongue drew circles on the side of his neck. My nails skimmed across his back. The crisp cotton sheets cool against my skin as I moaned. Our sweat-slick bodies moved to the beat of the music. Fingers slid into my mouth with the sweet taste of orange. "I'm fucking you next, Ashley. Make you scream my name." His breath was hot on my ear. His thumb r...