She didn't want to be there... It was almost certain he would be there. It was his continuation day and her obligation as an alumni and board member was to make an appearance. Things didn't end well for them last time. The energy is too much for both of them. --------- He wants more. She's everything he wants, the chemistry, the connection, the bolt of lightning she sends through his body when he sees her. She hates that...

It was 9.54am when I awoke fully from my slumber, alone in bed. The room was beginning to heat up rapidly. If the weather forecast was correct, it was going to be a very hot day, which meant humid too. Rolling onto my back, to where Ronni had lay next to me, the sheet was very wet. Throwing back the duvet, I got out of bed, needing to empty my bladder. I stood up, relieved not to be experiencing any signs of hangover. Wit...

The green light of the bedside clock had said it was just a little past six when her eyes opened, the gray light of dawn already shining through the curtains. And nearly ten minutes later, she was still lying on top of him, at the same odd angle on the large bed, her head still cradled on his shoulder, her naked breasts pillowed on his chest. She needed to pee. But she lay still, not wanting to wake him ... not wanting to...

*Thud thud thud* Hey, come on! Hurry up in there! Damn... Fucking college house parties... Oh, hey. Sorry. I didn’t see you there. Yeah, the bathroom’s occupied. Huh? Sorry, it’s hard to hear over the music and everything. Yeah, I remember you. You’re uh.... Right! Jaime’s little sister. Yeah, it’s been awhile. How is Jaime anyway? Uh huh.... Yeah... Good... Well, tell her I said hey... and congratulations, I guess. Yeah,...

The second thing I noticed about her was the diamond ring on her left hand. As a single man, and a particularly horny one at that, who spends a lot of time on the road, I've learned to consider all women to be potential sex partners. It pays to note at the outset which ones are married. Not that I have any qualms about fucking a married woman, mind you; indeed, they have certain advantages over the single ones. It's just...

The clock said the time was 7:51 when she had woken up to find herself completely naked and entangled around a strange man on a strange bed thousands of miles away from home. For a long moment, she had remained where she was, her head on his shoulder and her breasts pressed against his chest, waiting for everything - including the events of the last night, the last two days - to swim into focus. It all came at once; David...

I had just placed the bags on the bed after she picked the room with the bed beside the window when I felt her hasty hands spin my body around and yank me close to her warm body. My hands fell on her shoulder, while her hand advanced to my face, her eyes beaming with the hurricane inside. “Baby!” I boomed, my eyes wide open, every cell in my nerve taken aback. I wasn’t expecting that at all. But then again, I never knew w...

Me and Jane step out into the rainy evening in the driveway in front of a large, modern mansion and rush to the front door. We’ve been invited to dinner which several of our couple-friends will also attend. The sweet and caring Nicole, also the host of the dinner, opens the door before we’ve even reached it. “Uh, hurry inside! Out of that dreadful rain!” she says with her bubbly energy. As we reach the door, I let Jane hu...

On the surface, I might appear to be just another waitress, serving up truffle mac and cheese or an exquisite steak tartare. But if you know me, you know I am always on the hunt, and tonight my sights are trained on him, that arrogant older man who walked into the restaurant like he owned the place. He's with his family, of course, but I can't resist his piercing gaze. I've caught him staring at me half a dozen times now...

Chapter One. 'Holmes Falls' London, 1891. It is with a heavy heart that I take up my pen to write these last words in which I shall ever record the singular gifts by which my friend and lover, Miss Scarlett Holmes, was known and distinguished. I, Emma Watson, will be forever indebted to the superlative sister of the world's greatest consulting detective pertaining to our outstanding adventures. Not to mention our mutually...

Chapter Three Nine Months Past... I'd been meeting with clients for a couple of weeks when I got a text from Marla asking for a face-to-face after satisfying my last client. Marla had been great about letting me stash newly bought clothes and shoes in boxes I was stacking in the storage closet next to her office. There was no way I could explain these expensive and very risqué clothes to my mom. Dresses showing so much bo...