As Easton secured his boat to the floating dock, the August sun baked its unrelenting heat into his skin. For months, he'd been bringing supplies out to this island in the middle of the river, and for months, he'd wished for cooler temperatures. It would soon be fall, he told himself. The thought cheered him until a darker one took its place: come fall, I might not need to make this trip anymore. He was always relieved to...

Glowering at Jackson, I spoke in an equally cold voice. "What are you doing here?" I noticed his jaw tighten. Clearly, he thought I'd be thrilled by his unexpected appearance at my job. He'd never showed up here before; hell, I was surprised he remembered where I worked. For a moment, he looked uncertain. Running a hand through his dark hair, he seemed to struggle for the right words. "I couldn't reach you," he finally bl...

Chapter Nine Mac woke to the feeling of soft hands on his hard cock. As his brain registered what was going on, he grinned a sleepy grin. “What are you doing, my naughty little redhead?” “If you have to ask, I must be doing it wrong,” Grace said impishly. “It was a rhetorical question, Gracie. You’re not doing it wrong at all.” She laughed and slipped under the covers to help herself to his shaft. She gave the head severa...

By the time Kurt pulled into my driveway, I was desperate to get out of his car. I moved to open the door as soon as he came to a stop. "Jocelyn, wait." He grabbed my arm. "Let go of me!" I yanked away from him, feeling his rough grip even after I was free. Again, he said my name, but I ignored him. The rapid click of my heels against the pavement betrayed my eagerness to escape. I was halfway to the house when I heard hi...

Chapter Five Grace Remy Stewart was back in the saddle, and it felt really fucking good! Her return to work had improved her mood immensely. Though she was busier than ever trying to balance raising two kids under the age of two with being the COO of Stewart Enterprises, it was hard to deny she was much happier than when she was trying to be a stay-at-home mom. After a few weeks of working three half days, she realized th...

Every day, I went to see Adam while the Reids were on vacation. He fucked me in almost every room of their house; sometimes, we didn't even make it to a bed. One afternoon, he offered me a drink right after I arrived, but as soon as we reached the kitchen, he began stripping me from the waist down. I giggled when he carried me to the table and set my bare ass upon it. "You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" I murmure...

It was late when I showed up at Trent's house, still wearing my work uniform. I'd spent my entire shift at the café trying to imagine every possible scenario that could unfold tonight. Finally, I told myself to get over my wounded pride so I could focus on giving this man exactly what he was paying for. As to why he insisted on paying me a shitload, I had no idea, but I was determined to keep my feelings out of our arrang...

The pickup truck cruised alongside me as I walked home from the bus stop. Glancing over at the vehicle, I saw the driver push back the visor of his ballcap. His leer was unmistakable. "Hey, sweetheart, need a ride?" the man called. I looked straight ahead once more and picked up my pace. "Come on, don't be like that!" the truck's passenger hollered. "There's plenty of room in here for the three of us." I swallowed hard, f...

Passing years render memories opaque, but I clearly recall your playful grin, your hand on my face coaxing me awake. "Sun's up," you say, lips warm against my skin. I allow you to soothe the pain within. As my legs readily circle your waist, you thrust gentle and deep, absent all haste. Over my whispered pleas, I hear you moan. Bringing your cock to my mouth for a taste, you swear your love belongs to me alone.

Chapter Ninety-One After a few days of enjoying a mini vacation, it was time for Mac and Grace to return to work. Their recent push to expand the Vienna office came with a few glitches that needed to be ironed out, including software updates and hiring additional personnel – all of which fell under Grace’s umbrella of duties. The week began well enough. But after a few days of grueling meetings, it was clear to Franz Hube...

Carolyn came home for one night midweek a few days after her last meeting with Phil. Norma and I were very interested in hearing her uninhibited account of events, which was music to our ears. Two canes had arrived at her flat by mail order. Hopefully, within a few days, she would feel both of them applied with vigour to her golden botty! We had a chat about positions for spankings, canings, and sex. My construction of a...