DARK CRAVINGS. A COLLECTION OF STEAMY, SHORT STORIES.
Reluctantly, I pulled down the gown I was putting on, exposing an hourglass body lying on the table, legs crossed.
He took a minute to fix his eyes on me. He smirked once again, standing up and making for the wine rack that was in the dining room, opened it, then started probing through the wines, raising each up, reading the contents, and repeating the process until he found what he was looking for. Pinot Noir. Helped himself with a glass, sipped it at first, then hurriedly gulped down the last residue of the glass, belching mildly, and then turned back to me.
“Let's get to making you happy, Sonia.”