Ready for her like she’d asked. He pressed his palms into the hardwood floor and arched his back. The air conditioning barely cold his body, that fevered need shivering beneath his skin. “Such a handsome pet.” Her hands were in his hair then, massaging his scalp until he shuddered. He barely controlled his moan when …
She was already naked, perched on the bed and waiting for him. Only the slight catch in her breath told him she noted his arrival. He purposely kept his eyes on her face as he approached. She was turned away so the light from the window caught her profile, showing her lashes like a sooty …
Doesn’t mean it isn’t real. Happy MLK day. A day that is in some ways, to many people, filled with sharp meaning. But in many ways, this day is one that has had its significance, much like the man himself, changed to suit certain people’s view points. I’ve not slept as long as I should’ve …
I asked on Twitter what I should write about today. As an aside, I’ve been sleeping terribly lately (when I’m not already up overnight for work). You just don’t realize how pivotal sleep is to creativity at times until you’re struggling to get adequate amounts. Anyway, the poll options were for a filthy story, a …
This topic has been circling in my mind a lot. The way we overlook the love we have for our friends and the way that can be just as fulfilling, if not more so, than romantic love. I have two (2) really close friends. My definition of a best friend is pretty narrow. There are …
I’ve really enjoyed being able to write again regularly. Having that ability to get the words out, creativity flowing much more freely, has made me almost giddy. It’s also assuaged my worry that I’d lost it. I had that moment, just before, where I wondered who I was if I wasn’t writing. It’s like riding …
I’ve written this before and I’ll write again because this is what I want today. Fuckdoll story He moved closer, his hand falling on her knee. Her mind scrambled for a moment and she lost her train of thought. “You were saying?” Was his voice deeper? She took a sip of her water, suddenly so …
Listen as audio Edit: click above to listen while you read! I’ll”Bit hot tonight, aren’t ya?” She ignored his talking and pressed his back against the door so she could get to work on his clothes. He’d come straight from work, clad in a suit and smelling of sandalwood and coffee. The quickness of his …
I feel a bit like I couldn’t get a handle on this. It’s been months since I’ve done a Sinful Sunday and I feel that in how difficult it was to take a picture and remember to crop and resize and make it fit the blog. I couldn’t get my head around it. I debated …
I’m avoiding story writing. I know that, I’m trying to face that by being honest. Part of me is scared that some of my creativity is gone after so long a break. I’m going to start small to overcome it, but for now I’m sticking to non fiction stuff. I’ll get there. I’ll get there… …