Unexpected introductions in the dim lighting Made Sinclair wet. The sedan’s engine had finally surrendered three miles back, leaving Sinclair to navigate the skeletal remains of the county road under a shroud of oppressive, starless dark. When the neon sign…

The heavy scent of oil and gasoline was amplified by the heat. Sinclair suddenly imagined herself under a cool waterfall, the two mechanics in front of her, jerking off for her. The heavy metal door of the Midnight Bay garage…

Sinclair’s late-night arrival at the garage was random and necessary. The two mechanics at the garage were ready for her. This story comes in several parts. The night air had turned brittle, a sharp, biting wind that snaked through the…

Part Three: The Edge and the Fall We’re tangled now—sweat-slick skin sliding against skin, breaths syncing in short, desperate bursts.   You’re still inside me, rocking slow and deep, drawing out every aftershock while I pulse around you in lazy, greedy…

The mutual burn You have flipped me over, and I feel you spreading me legs. My heart is still racing, our night continues You don’t ask permission.   You never do when the switch flips like this. One second I’m still…