I am a spoiled, pampered princess of a wife. I love the finer things in life. Rows of…
The clock ticked in the silent apartment like a metronome to the rhythm of anticipation. Lucy’s eyes gleamed…
The clock ticked in the silent apartment like a metronome to the rhythm of anticipation. Lucy’s eyes gleamed…
In the throes of New Year’s Eve anticipation, Lucy found herself contemplating the peculiar yet lucrative proposition presented…
The anticipation hung in the air, thick and heavy with the scent of lust and defiance. My pulse…