“This kind of masturbation phone sex is way more dangerous than I expected,” I whispered, laughing as the phone wobbled. “You’re driving me absolutely crazy, Tira,” he groaned through the speaker. I closed my eyes, my head lolling back. I…

“You have a raw connection with this beast, Tira. Why stop at riding?”Tira blinked, her heart hammering against her ribs.“What do you mean?”“I mean we embrace the wild today. No limits on what we explore.”He reached up, sliding his hand…

The desert sun scorched the earth of this dark fantasy wasteland, casting long, jagged shadows across the war camp. Tira, her short blonde hair plastered to her forehead with sweat, knelt in the dust while armored men circled her like…

I usually prefer masturbation phone sex to a quiet night in, but the Food Network was putting on a masterclass in decadent chocolate lava cakes. I scoffed, crossing my arms while I watched the chef fumble with a whisk. “You’re…

Tira smoothed her floral sundress, wondering if her new naughty neighbor preferred a little spice with his welcome. She stepped onto the porch, her short blonde hair catching the golden afternoon light. The door creaked open to reveal a man…