He had never been physically attracted to any other man. The mere thought of even kissing a bloke – apart from as a joke of course – was absurd. And yet, here he was, horny...

Nothing turns Ellie on as much as the thought of hands – one specific pianist’s long slim fingers, to be precise – fingerfucking her on a piano. When Paul, that very same...

Ellie and Paul Miller have a somewhat... complicated relationship. As in, Paul will make Ellie come with an intensity that no-one else can, only to then act as if nothing...

She can see that he is struggling with his tie, and with every failed attempt he grows more and more frustrated. Finding it hard to keep herself from laughing, she offers him her...

"She knew. Oh. How. She. Knew. Fuck. And that’s when it happened. She slid her hand down the inside of her thigh and palmed her sex. Still staring straight at him, still looking...

Things have always been professional between Ellie and Paul Miller. Well, most of the time, at least. After their encounter in the bar where things got... heated, everything has...

He had the dream man of half the female population of this godforsaken planet pinching his left nipple. Everything else became blurry in his mind as he gave in to the sensation...

"Sliding his hand down her belly, skimming over her hip and stroking her leg, he did as he was told and grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up to her waist. Slipping his...

She had realised her mistake as soon as she’d pressed ‘send’, but it was already too late. The text that was meant for Millie, the one going on and on about how much she...

"Don’t stop. Please don’t stop," I moaned. "Then tell me.""Anything Paul. You can do anything to me with those hands.""And what do you want me to do with them?""Fuck...