On my knees in black lace and leather, eyes wide open, I salivate. My tongue almost laps at his tip.
He stares down at me with bedroom eyes. I’ve seen that look before, once or twice, many months apart.
I stare back at him, lure him into my core.
Continue reading “Lace and leather”He approaches her from behind and cups her breasts. Trailing his fingers over her t-shirt, he seeks out her hardened nipples while pressing his bulge into her ass.
She gasps at the surprise.
“Your hands are freezing cold!” she exclaims. She can feel it through the material.
Continue reading “Cold pleasures”The look on his face displays a mix of lust and confusion. I hesitate, then ask him about it.
“What?”
Continue reading “Inappropriate Lust”“Open your legs,” he told her.
She was relaxing on a cushioned lawn chair in the sunshine, feeling warm and relaxed. Her beverage was sitting on the side table next to her.
It was quiet in his backyard. There was no one around making noise or causing distractions.
She stared at him.
Continue reading “Torrid game”
Cassandra 