He had left her there. All day it felt like. In reality it had only been forty minutes. Forty minutes of being secured to the bed. Hands tied to each corner. Knees folded and tied flush with the sheets. The vibrator strapped to her clit. Her poor fucking clit. The vibrator was set low. A … Continue reading “No.”
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Familiar Strangers. (3)
A thick string of saliva followed Christian’s fingers as he withdrew them from Jane’s pretty lips. He watched those eyes of hers…those endless pools of burnt sienna, now wholly glazed over with burning desire. With need. With yearning. He opened the door for her and helped her get in, of course not without a sharp … Continue reading Familiar Strangers. (3)
To Know Her.
On her knees. Sable mascara running down her cheeks. Ruby lipstick smeared across her lips. She’s a mess. A fucking mess. And she wouldn’t have it any other way. He grips her chin in his strong hand. She’s beautiful. She’s beautiful when she’s at her lowest. When not a part of her doesn’t belong to … Continue reading To Know Her.

