He’s between my legs again with this tongue, and I’m mad. Mad like a hatter, not mad as in angry. The crazy kind of mad only he can make me. Not that others haven’t tried. But I’ve always been too shy, too anxious, too worried about that level of intimacy. Until now. I’m writhing and…
Tag: fingering
Good Girl
TW/CW: I usually add all a story’s potential triggers as tags you can review at the end of the post, but since this story includes knife play and a bit more pain than my normal stories, I decided to add an extra warning here. Please play safely and responsibly. I do include clear consent among…
Welcome Home
Daddy, you’re finally home. I’ve been waiting so long for you. Feels like forever. Do you like my outfit? *twirl* It’s that new lingerie set you bought for me, the cute black one with the leaves on it. The one with the garter belt and the little thong that I know you wanted to see…
Wet (Ch. 3.5)
(This tale is a side story in the Summer & Victor universe. Meet the characters here. Scroll back to “And Now You’re Mine” for the first installation in the series if you want to read them all). “I can’t believe you’re coming home with me for Thanksgiving.” Casey giggled, that tinkling laugh of hers, as…
Teach Me (Part 2)
(Read Part 1, Come Undone to learn all about Rori’s job working for the firm as a perk for their clients, including the handsome Dante Romano, brought by firm partner Henry to spend the evening in Rori’s room.) Changing into the outfit Mr. Romano wanted only took a few seconds, and while he finished his…
Control (Ch.3)
Read how Victor and Summer met here: And Now You’re Mine Read Part 2 of the story here: Hungry Victor pulled me into his arms and nibbled my neck from behind, trailing little kisses down my shoulder. His lips were tiny butterflies beating their wings against the most ticklish parts of my skin. Or… bats,…
Comparing Notes
“You weren’t very…discerning…in college, were you?” I smiled coyly and sipped the last of my rum and coke through a straw. It was early, so the restaurant and bar was still pretty empty, despite the dollar well drinks from 5 to 7. A few older men sat at the bar inside, but we were alone…
Cozy
“You didn’t tell me your friend’s place was…” I trailed off, looking around the massive marble-tiled entryway. I think my first apartment was smaller. Than the entryway. “I know.” You smiled at me, that same wicked smile that always made me melt. “It’s massive. And it’s all ours until she gets back from Japan tomorrow….