The Upper Hand
I still dream about these tits: how soft they feel in my face, skin gliding over my tongue, twin nipples I pinch and kiss just the way she likes. If there’s an easier way to get myself off and quick, I have yet to find it. But right here and now I don’t have to dream because my mouth and hands are full of her.
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Switch
With a sly grin, you lean back give me a quick, sharp smack on the ass. “Just trying to return the favor.” I laugh, remembering how less than an hour ago you were on your knees in service of my forgiveness, and enjoying how seamlessly our roles had flipped.
Love is the Master Plan
Jericho loves me, and I feel like a better person for it, but that still doesn’t change the fact that until recently, I was the one feeling pathetic—having to fantasize about him to get off. I’ve never been capable of moving past my heart’s immediate desires. I only had eyes for him.
Meet Me
Despite the increasing raucousness of the bar, he maintained a calm tranquility around him that Jamie couldn’t ignore. She was taken. He was the one she wanted. Of all the men in the bar, her art-trained eye landed on him and refused to leave.