Parking Lot Flame: Sweat-Drenched Surrender to a Cop’s Hunger
Her words hung heavy. Eight months without a man's touch. I felt it too. Three…
Her words hung heavy. Eight months without a man's touch. I felt it too. Three…
The ground still hummed from the quake, stones rattling like distant thunder. I stood there,…
Friday night crashes back into Monday's heat. My living room, walls stripped of old photos,…
The hotel suite door slams shut. Dim red lights pulse like a heartbeat. The massive…
Chamber door crashes shut. Candles sputter shadows on the canopied bed. Louise-Françoise slumps in the…
Summer table hums. Heat sticks skin to skin. Friends laugh. Odile's thighs part under Armand's…
Her hotel room in Lyon, Spring 2013. Door clicks shut. Kathy's arms snake around my…
Smoke curls thick in the tavern's underbelly, buried under old city walls. Thursday night, post-war…
Eyes shut tight. Koyaka's hot mouth devours my breasts. Nipples harden under her greedy tongue.…
The farm inn's chamber pulses with mountain air. Deep leather scents mix with champagne ghosts…