TOGETHER “Yes! Oh fuck, Yes!!!” I moan through gritted teeth. He pushes my head deeper into the sofa as he ploughed into me. Hard and fast strokes had me clenching my teeth and my dress. “Oh yes!!!” I cried out.Soon he slowed, his strokes soft and relaxed. “Uh!” “Fucccckkkkk..” I hiss when he does a movement with his waist. I can’t see how he looks as he is behind me, but from his muted groans and growls I could tell he was biting his lips. “yes, yes, yes, yes yes..” He increased his tempo again, randomly. I hold on to the couch for my dear life as he slid in and out of me. Suddenly, he turns me around to face him. “Look at me baby girl.” He says and pounds into me. I cry out in pleasure, unable to control my eyes enough to look at him. “Baby girl, look at me.”At his stern command, my eyes find his own. My lids start to flutter as his thrusts get even deeper. He groans and I moan. Our sounds mixing together with the slushing sounds from my sop

STICKY I clear my throat uncomfortably before I start. “I uh don't know Vaughn. I’m not so good with labels. I believe I should be asking you that question.” I quickly take a sip from my water. Willing it to wash away the awkwardness that hung around. His expression fell.“Oh. Uhhh. We are fine without any labels I guess.” He turns his attention to the meat he was grilling and now I feel terrible. I mean, I really am not into labels of any kind. But I also was not into love and it’s kind, yet, here I was, parading to be in love. The least I could do was parade the label as well. But I don't know a thing about labels. I sigh and pick up my phone.My heart skips as I see a missed call from Leo. Seven minutes ago. Must have been when I was playing the karaoke. It must have been too loud. I dial his contact again and hope he responds. “Hello?” he grunts into the speaker.“Leo? Is that really you?”“Nope, I’m a homeless man who thought of calling a deleted c

BODY“I can make the popcorn.” I offer, just sitting on the couch watching him move blankets from the guest room to the living room. He sighs like I asked him to hand over his first born child.“Listen here young lady, when I say sit, you sit, if I need your help, I’ll ask, but until then, please do not lift your pretty butt of that sofa, do you understand me?” I gulp. Even with his voice and words even, I could feel my body come alive as he spoke. “Peanut? Where’s my confirmation?”“Yes, I understand.”“That’s my good girl.” He goes into the kitchen to make the popcorn and my eyes follow him. They never leave his body as he moves about in the kitchen. How can he make popcorn in such an erotic way? Was that even legal? I watch with lips slightly parted as he popped one piece into his mouth, I gulp as he chews. “Perfect.” He says to himself as he picks up the bowl and returns to the sofa.“Come over here.” He tells me.When I do shift over to him, he

USED The wind from the sea bit deep into my skin. “I need to stop feeling. I need to not feel. I need to stop thinking..” I mutter over and over to myself as I rush into the changing room. Hurriedly, I change into my surfing gear and without doing any form of stretches, I paddle into the cool water. Desperate to stop thinking. Being on the water muted all of my thoughts. And I very much needed to stop hearing the last words Cecilia told me before I dashed here. “You played with someone's feelings...” I groan and push off from the board. I push off to a stand and start to surf, but my mind still felt crowded, too crowded. I needed more, I push myself even further. I felt a cramp in my ankle but that would not stop me. I could not let it stop me. Pushing myself even further, I felt myself lose my balance on the board. I right my legs, and continue to go forward. I cross my ankles, in a position I use to right myself when I felt untethered on the board, not how I u

DISOBEY His hands around my waist slide up and down my slides, slowly caressing my skin. I remove my mouth from his and focus my attention on taking off his pants. His fingers help me and together, we finally succeed in taking off his pants. My finger tips run on his hardened cock from on top of his silky boxer briefs. He takes a sharp breath as I do. Hastily, I pull the briefs down, and he sprang up, hard and veiny. “Protection.” He murmurs as he pulls out his wallet and picks out a single rubber from inside it. In one fluid motion, he had sheathed himself to the hilt. My tongue darts out and licks my lip, he really is a fine specimen, just watching him was very, very, arousing and I settle myself on top of him. My hands gripping his shoulders tight, my feet firmly planted against the leather seats as my ass hovered in the air above him. We let out identical gasps once he was at my entrance. “Baby..” “Vaughn..”The walls of my insides tightens ag