Bowling – Part 2: Claimed and Loved

After she came on my tongue—shuddering, gasping, her thighs quivering against my cheeks—she curled up beside me on the couch and kissed me deeply. The kind of kiss that tasted like forgiveness. Like ownership. Like love. “I love how you take care of me,” she whispered...

All That He Is, and All That He Isn’t

We had just been lying there. Quiet. Not asleep, not talking, not really touching either. Just side by side in that familiar post-dinner, pre-sleep space. The air between us stale with routine, like the soft groan of an old floorboard you stop noticing after a while....

Bowling – Part 1: The Fruit of Her Night

I heard the soft slam of the car door, then the automatic hum of the garage shutting behind her. That sound alone—so familiar, so simple—sent a shiver through me. Not because I was afraid. Not because I was unsure. But because I already knew. She was home. From her...

Adrian & Claire: The Revelation

My thoughts are a tangled mess. I don’t even know where to begin—so I guess I’ll just start at the center of the storm. Last night, Claire and I had the most raw, vulnerable, and painfully honest conversation we’ve ever had in our twenty years together. And it wasn’t...

Adrian & Claire: Truth in Each Hand

The room was quiet now, humming with that thick post-sex stillness, like the air itself was catching its breath. Adrian lay on one side of me, chest still rising and falling from the deep, guttural release he’d just poured into me. Ethan curled in on my other side,...

Forgiveness

I didn’t need to yell. I didn’t need to argue. I was done doing that. The anger I felt toward Jessie had been simmering for weeks—maybe longer. Words had failed me. His apologies felt hollow. His promises of “doing better” had started to sound like noise. So, I...

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