LOGINChapter 1 - The Massage Therapist The wine was a pinot grigio that cost more than my first car, and I was on my second glass and still hadn't managed to relax my shoulders.Priya's house was the kind of house that made you want to go home and throw out everything you owned. Floor-to-ceiling windows, a kitchen island made of a single slab of marble, a garden out back that a man came to tend twice a week. The four of us were arranged around her dining table like pieces in a still life… Priya at the head, radiant in a silk blouse, her hair in a glossy bob that hadn't moved once all evening, Camille across from me with her new engagement ring catching the candlelight every time she raised her glass, and Ruth beside me thirty-four and fitter than I had ever been in my life, just back from a hiking trip in Patagonia with a tan that made her look ten years younger.And then me. Thirty years old, a project manager at a firm that had been bleeding me dry for six years, and I felt like I had
Chapter 5 - Water and Air The shower was big enough for two and the water came out of the ceiling in a wide flat sheet, and Marcus stood under it with his head tipped back and his eyes closed while I watched him from the doorway with a towel around me. "Come in," he said without opening his eyes. I dropped the towel and stepped in and the water hit my shoulders and ran down my back and I stood there in front of him with my hair going wet and my hands at my sides. He opened his eyes and looked at me and reached for the soap. "Turn around," he said. I turned around and he put his hands on my shoulders and worked the soap into my back, slow and thorough, down my spine and over my shoulder blades and down to the small of my back. Then lower. His hands slid over my ass and between my legs and I leaned back against his chest and let him wash me, and his fingers moved through my cunt slowly and easily and I moaned and my knees went soft. Mmhh…” He turned me back around and
Chapter 4 - The Payment I didn't stop. I licked and pushed and worked his cock with my hand and he groaned and his hips moved and his hand stayed in my hair, and I could feel how hard he was in my hand, thick and hot and slick at the tip. He slowly pulled away after a while and moved back behind me and I felt his hands close on my hips. "Stay just like that," he said. "Face down, ass up." He pushed his cock me in one slow stroke. "Ohh… shit.” I cried out and my arms went out from under me and my cheek hit the mattress and he held there with his hips against my ass and his hands on my hips and let me feel all of him, thick and deep, and I moaned and pushed back onto him. "Please," I said. "Please fuck me." He started to fuck me. and I lay face down on the mattress with my ass up and my whole body rocking with every thrust. The bed creaked and the headboard hit the wall and I moaned into the sheets and pushed back onto him and took it. "Oh fuck… yes, god!” He reached around
Chapter 3 - Paying Off The Debt I walked over and stood beside him at the counter and he turned and looked down at me with the coffee in his hand and his eyes moving over my face and down my body and back up. "You slept in my shirt," he said. "You told me to." "I did." He set the coffee down and reached for the hem of the shirt and pulled it up over my head and dropped it on the floor. Then he looked at me standing there naked in his kitchen with the morning light coming in and his eyes went dark. "Go get in the bed. On your hands and knees. Face down, ass up. Wait for me." I went and got on the bed. I knelt there on the mattress with my hands flat on the sheets and my ass up and my face down and waited, and I could hear him moving around in the kitchen and then the sound of his footsteps coming down the hall, and then the mattress dipped behind me and his hands closed on my hips. "Stay just like that," he said. His hands moved over my ass, slowly, spreading me open with his
Chapter 2 - The Deal He walked around the desk and stopped in front of me and looked down at me from a few inches away. He was taller than I'd thought and broader, up close I could see the scar on his jaw and the way his eyes moved over my face. "Take your clothes off.” I did and then I stood there in my bra and underwear in the middle of the back room of a bar with the murmur of the front room coming through the wall. Drake looked at me for a long moment. Then he reached out and put his hand flat on my stomach and slid it up under my bra and cupped my tit and rubbed his thumb over my nipple through the lace. Nghh…” "Take it off," he said. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra and slid it off my shoulders and dropped it on the floor. "Get on the desk," he said. "On your back." I lay down on the desk on my back with my head at the far edge and my legs hanging off the near edge and he stood over me and looked at me for a long moment. Then he pulled his sweater off over hi
Chapter 1 - The DebtThe bar was called The Anchor and it sat at the end of a street I'd never had any business walking down, and I stood outside it for a long time with my hands shoved in the pockets of my coat and my breath fogging in the cold before I finally pushed the door open.I walked up to the bar and stood there with my heart pounding and waited."You Sonia?"The bartender was a big man with a shaved head and a scar through one eyebrow."Yes.""He's in the back. Go through that door."I went through the door.The back room was smaller and warmer and quieter than the bar, and there was a desk in the middle of it and a man sitting behind the desk with his feet up and a phone in his hand. He looked up when I came in and set the phone down and looked at me for a long moment without saying anything.Drake was thirty-nine years old. I knew that because I'd looked him up. I knew a lot of things about him that I wished I didn't… the businesses he ran, the properties he owned, the m







