Tag Archives: sex
I Understand
…I’ve been downhearted baby — ever since the day we met… The song played on and on in the background while he droned away at his job. He looked out the window, now and then, the window he had been … Continue reading
I Dreamt Of
I dreamt about you, again. I dreamt of pushing you against the glass in that hotel in Prague. Of your breath and skin fogging the window. I dreamt of your stockings around your throat, your lips gone bruise-purple. I dreamt … Continue reading
To Get Caught Up
The married men I’ve fucked, without divergence, have all been older than me, with beards. My therapist says it’s a Daddy issue, but my Father never had a beard in his life, and the idea of sleeping with him makes … Continue reading
Paid For
It was three days later, while Xand was tending to and being tended by the gaunt, pale, exhausted Master Tynan, that a courier from Master Jack arrived. An armed courier. The man said to Tynan, “My Master insists on another … Continue reading
I AM
I am the berry-red smear over your lips and between your legs. I am the salt musk behind your ear and between your legs. I am the defiance in her eyes. I am the acceptance in his heart. I am … Continue reading