In my private apartment suite above the cozy restaurant, Will bursts in. Heart racing. He grabs me, lifts me, spins me. Lips crash. Tongues devour. Clothes rip off. His muscled, hairy chest presses my tits.…
Spring breeze whips the balcony. Sophie sips coffee, heart racing. Two months with Lise, her ebony skin against pale tattoos. But Thibaut haunts her. That young neighbor, muscles rippling, cock thick and long. She fucked…
Amélia’s bedroom. Hangers sway. My eyes lock on it—a sleek latex catsuit, clinging like a second skin. Heart thuds. ‘What’s this, you naughty girl?’ I pull it free. Shiny black. Tight. Revealing every curve. Fear…
I push through the double doors of Club Power Sport at La Défense. My booties carry me to the counter. Heart already thumping from the cold dash. Six-thirty. Late. I strip off gloves, scarf, unzip…
The rehab center room smells of antiseptic and anticipation. Jean-Pierre lies in his pajama, hip surgery fresh. Isabelle perches on my lap in the narrow space by his bed. Her fiery red hair cascades down.…