Tied to the Woman I’ve Hated Most All Night
I hated her with all my strength, and yet with her body tied over mine and the gag swallowing her insults, my body betrayed me in the worst possible way.
I hated her with all my strength, and yet with her body tied over mine and the gag swallowing her insults, my body betrayed me in the worst possible way.
That night I went down for a glass of water and he was awake on the sofa. What happened next in my bed, with my stepfather breathing on the other side of the door, still burns me.
Clinging to the handrail in the car, all I could do was glance at him and imagine everything that would never happen between us.
It was two in the morning, we were alone on the 25th floor, and her back was stiff. What started as a favor ended up becoming something else.
I was pregnant, alone, and hotter than I’d ever been; when those two men offered to walk me home, I already knew what I was going to let happen between the three of us.
I ordered my first toy online so I wouldn’t die of embarrassment in the store. What I didn’t imagine was the delivery guy’s face when he handed me that box.
She has many names for me. None matter while I watch her obey from the other side of the screen, waiting for the day I have her on her knees in front of me.
The house was empty and I had all the time in the world. I never imagined that looking for a charger would lead me to my father’s and stepmother’s secret life.