I laugh. "Wife-hunting..." He winks at me. "Yeah, so chop-chop, I need to hear this. Tell me about the woman we 'jocks' like to date." "Hmm, let's see... the women your kind is interested in never have a bad hair day. Neither do they ever fart nor use the toilet. They are tall, with shiny hair, an
Winnie No matter what, I can't get over how huge Jake is. His fat, veiny cock is in my mouth, but I can't fit the entire thing without breaking my jaw. My mouth is already cramping, but I can't stop sucking him. I'm too turned on. Too desperate for his forgiveness to ever stop. It also works in J
Winnie I'm lounging on the couch and wondering what I should do with my life. My exams are over, and endless time is on my hands. I will intern at Tobias's company in a couple of weeks, but right now, my life is dull. I don't even have friends to hang with... like, why am I living in this city whe
I groan at myself, close to pulling my hair. "You put yourself in this situation, Winnie... there is no one to blame but yourself... you basically said you didn't want Jake. Then you find out he is a walking fantasy, and then you're reminded of how awesome he is... typical." Defeated, I curl up on
Mark "Good morning! I'm sorry that my office is a bit messy. As I mentioned, I moved cities a week ago, and I haven't unpacked everything yet," Linda, my therapist, smiles at me from her seat. "How are you?" I force a smile onto my lips. This is the second time I've been to Linda's office this wee
I don't know what comes over me, but I let my tone go flirtatious. "Do you think I look like a murderer, Linda?" She swats with her hand. "Oh, stop it. You and I both know you're much too kind... then again, the most charming people are usually the killers. You've seen that show, right? You, I thin
Winnie "You can't wear that!" Tobias frowns at my clothes. I have no idea why he is sitting with me on the private jet, but apparently, he has taken on the role of a personal dresser. "Take it all off!" "What?! And get naked?" "You have underwear, don't you? And there is no need to get shy. I onl
"Thank you," I'm actually a bit shy as I speak. Mark has shaved, and he smells delicious. My voice is shaky. "You look good too." Grinning, he puts a protective hand on the small of my back. And there go my ovaries. I can feel them bursting into flames at his touch. I might be in love with Jake, bu
Linda It’s my first Christmas with Mark, and I couldn’t be any happier. I spent all morning cooking and putting the final touches on the tree. I forced Mark to sleep over and make cookies with me the night before. At first, he was grumpy and complaining, but then he got into the spirit after I let
Mark nods and takes my hand, leading me outside. The rest of the family is gathered around the picnic table, chatting and laughing. Julian, Mark’s stepfather, is flipping burgers on the grill. He just seems like a normal guy, I think to myself. Mark’s older brother, Tobias, smiles at us. “Welcome,
Linda Saturday came too fast. I’m pacing back and forth as I’m a nervous wreck. I’m meeting Mark’s family today, and he is standing there grinning like it’s no big deal while I try to calm my nerves. We have been dating for a month, and this is my first time meeting his family, so it’s a big deal
Linda’s face lights up. “Really? I’m looking forward to meeting her too!” she exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a kiss. I chuckle and kiss her back. “I told you there was nothing to worry about.” “I know, but meeting your family is a big deal, you know?” she says, looking at
Mark A few weeks later. I can’t believe it. Linda and I are dating, and I feel like my head is in the clouds. Since when did I become such a sucker for love? I have no idea. We have been dating for a month now, and never in my life did I imagine I would be lounging on the sofa next to a beautif
Damn it. I’m a full grown woman; I shouldn’t be floating on cloud nine. Neither should I be falling for Mark this quickly, but I can’t fight the warm emotions growing within me. I wrap my arms around Mark’s neck, deepening the kiss as I let go of my inhibitions. His hands move higher up my thighs,
Linda I panic when I open my eyes and see thick, muscular arms wrapped around me. My ex-husband is dead, and I haven’t spent the night with anyone in forever. All logic leaves my brain, and I scream before bolting up from bed. It doesn’t matter that I was the one who invited Mark to my home. I’m n
“You have the most perfect tits,” he grunts. “I can’t stop myself from playing with them.” I crack my eyes open and stare at his large pectoral muscles that easily rival the size of my breasts. But don’t get me wrong. My breasts are by no chance small. It’s just that Mark is a fucking beast. “Your
“Oh, please.” “Say it again.” “What?” I ask, my voice is slightly shaky. “That you need me,” his voice has gone lower, and I shudder at the authority in it. Mark is normally as tame as a lamb, but it seems like there is a more dominant nature to him in bed. It turns me on even more. He might be