All Chapters of HOUSE OF TABOOS(erotica shorts): Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

I almost dropped the phone hearing the voice on the other end. I likedCaylen a lot—likely more than any other singles in my forty-plus playgroup. I felt a rush of heat enter my face. It was always like this when talking to, or even thinking about, this man. Suddenly I became a drooling teenager. Perhaps it was knowing what he could do to me—or make my body do—that made me respond so hard. I was an instant puddle of lust, melting into the phone, catching myself on a chair before I hit the floor.“Caylen . . . ” A lump stuck in my throat. Even with a regular lover in my bed, it hadn’t been often enough to fill my endless sexual cravings. I always have, and think I always will, want more. I found myself visualizing Caylen’s tall muscular form, his smooth, dark skin, and his thick, meaty cock. The heat in my face traveled downward, growing in my belly, and warmed me straight to my toes.“I’ve got this naked new apartment. It’s stark white and ugly. I need you to come over and help me pai

From the moment the plane touched down, Kamalina could feel something electric in the air. Maybe it was the tropical heat, or the smell of the sea, or the way Simon looked at her when she strolled out of the island airport in her strappy sundress and floppy hat, all soft, brown skin, pink straw, and yellow silk. Maybe it was all of those things together and something else too—anticipation.They said little in the car on the way to the resort. Kamalina reached across the cool leather seats and linked her fingers with Simon’s, and in response, he touched his lips to the back of her hand. The car circled a high stucco wall and drove through gates that opened into a long, palm tree– lined road. At the resort’s main entrance, they were greeted with fruity drinks and their luggage was whisked away while they wandered into the airy atrium to enjoy a stunning view of turquoise water lapping at white sand.Kamalina glanced sideways at Simon. His face was serious, his green- gray eyes contempla

It was some time later when Kamalina and Maggie emerged from the bedroom and headed back toward the cabana. The curtains were drawn and when Kamalina poked her head between them, she was not altogether surprised to find Simon stretched out on the bed, Mike laying next to him, running his fingers through her husband’s sandy hair.“Hey,” Kamalina called softly. “You found us.”Simon turned at her voice and smiled. He had set his glasses aside, and wearing only his swim trunks he looked more relaxed than she had seen him in weeks. “I got a bit lost,” he admitted, “but Javier gave me a ride.”“Who’s Javier?” Kamalina asked.Mike stood up, pulling Simon with him. “Time for some proper introductions,” he said. He led them both out to the pool where Maggie and Kwami were dangling their legs in the water and chatting with a bronze- skinned man, soft spoken and smaller in stature than Kwami, with black hair he wore tied back in a bun and intelligent eyes framed by long lashes. “Javier and Kwam

Denial would be a lie. She’d been on edge and growing sharper every day he didn’t come back. None of the men she’d bedded provided the depth of satiation he had. He licked his lips, his eyes flashing opalescent colors. Oh yes, he was as close as she was.“You want to feel it again.”His men were flickering blue-green with a tell as obvious as human erections. If he felt it when she wanted him, he could feel it now. He’d made a mistake keeping her so hungry for so long.He nodded slowly, lenses over his eyes closing and opening like eyelids. His gaze dipped to her nipples, tenting the fabric of her tank top. “Yes.” He cupped the swell of her breast, grazed the nub of her right nipple with the glowing pad of his finger.You’re just like a human firefly.I’m not either of those.His touch was electric. She hummed an involuntary note.He slid his hand down her belly, over the zipper of her fly. His fingertips vibrated like a purr just slightly, just enough.She managed, “If you don’t take

There was a need for women in this town, an area dominated by men who often had no choice but to share their women or else live a life of solitude. Thankfully the need was identified and a shipment of women from other countries was on its way. The transaction was simple: women in exchange for tobacco – a keen commodity around the world. There was still not going to be enough women for the men in the town, but despite this the town was buzzing with excitement. Many men, those of higher ranks, were given the option of ordering their bride well in advance. The year was 1886 – a year that Prince Albert James Highmore would never forget.Albert was one of the ‘lucky’ men that were to receive a bride soon. This was a decision made by his parents who felt that it was about time that he settled down and continued with the family name. Albert had protested as soon as he had found out what their plans were for him but they had simply shaken their heads and told him that the decision had already