DIRTY SINS: A compilation of short forbidden stories
My father had made sure of that.
After a while, life had started to feel dull and repetitive. Shopping malls, parties, galas. Even the sex had gone quiet. Victor sometimes came to me once a week, and even that had started to feel like something I was just going through the motions of, not something I actually wanted anymore.
But the moment Nikolai walked into the house, everything else faded. My thoughts narrowed to one thing only.
How to get him to fuck the hell out of me. I wanted that heat, that rush, something that made me feel young again, even though I was only thirty.