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And I froze. Sweetheart. That’s what it said under the caller ID. Not a client. Not a number. A name saved like it meant something soft. I stared at it a second too long, then locked the phone like it burned me. Maybe a relative, I told myself. Sister, cousin, something harmless. But the phone lit up again almost immediately. A message preview flashed across the screen. > Hey babe. Today’s sex was wonderful. Can’t wait to have you in my bed tonight.

Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes.

James arched one brow and replied crossly, “You’d be wrong then.” “Sir?” His head swiveled from the elevator’s display to look down his straight narrow nose at Evelyn in a way that made her feel like a field mouse spotted by a hungry hawk. “It’s well in the hole already, Miss Moore, and I don’t share the optimism of the other commission members about it recovering later in the season after school has let out. The World of Tomorrow is already the financial deficit of tomorrow for many of its private investors, myself included. Whalen flatly refused to take into consideration the average American's household income. The high prices at the fair— for admission, for rides, for food, for souvenirs

He sighed before disappearing up the stairs. I swallowed knowing that tomorrow wouldn’t bring mercy. ** I arrived at work, a hollow feeling at the pit of my stomach and my head pounding. Every step I took towards my desk made me feel like I was falling deeper into a trap, Marcus’ trap. The message he had sent me last night was burned in my memory. You’ll see me in my office tomorrow, no excuses. I sat at the reception, trying to breathe, trying to steady my mind for a long day at work, but the glass doors swung open and my heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach.

He was doing this on purpose. My moans turned desperate and broken. “I'll sign”, I gasped in a hoarse voice, finally. “Just let me come—please—”. He slowed, grinding deep while he continued rubbing lazy circles on my clit now. “Say it clearly”. He said in a low and dark voice. “I'll sign the contract”, I repeated, tears pricking my eyes from the denied release. “I'll be your submissive for six months”. He rewarded me by rubbing my clit again, harder and faster, until the orgasm crashed through me so violently my knees buckled.

And remember, beneath the fiery heat of desire, there beats a heart that craves love, understanding, and connection. Thank you for joining me on this journey. I can't wait for you to experience the magic of the Spicy One-Shot Collection. With love and passion, Unusualdee Passion Pages “Passion Pages isn't just any reflection journal; it’s a powerful tool for those who wish to accept their sensuality.” — Unusualdee. After diving into this collection of short erotic stories, you absolutely need to grab the reflection journal designed to process all those swirling emotions and tantalizing thoughts that spring up while reading!

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

A/N In case you have a fantasy you want me to pen down, just comment on it, and I'll pick the new stories from it.

There was a few around 630, so I just told him to pick. My guess is it would be one of the more action type ones, which didn’t phase me as I liked the genre also. A smile rose on my face as Dan sent a flirty message. “Ohhhh, is that Tom?” Ben asked curiously. I lied.

“You’re supposed to submit.” “If you had been faithful—if you had waited for me, your mate…” I pause, watching his expression shift. “Maybe I would’ve considered it for a minute.” His lips part slightly, but I don’t stop. “But you didn’t.” My fingers curl around the sheet, knuckles white. “You think I don’t know what kind of man you are? That once I accept you, your true colors won’t show?” His silence is my answer. I shake my head. “You wouldn’t love me. You’d use me. A tool to breed your heirs, a pretty little Luna to stand beside you. And then, once I served my purpose…” I let the words linger, watching how his hands clench into fists.