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Monthly Archives: January 2015
He’d wanted some public play. She had argued. Said no. Cajoled. And regrettably, had even whined a bit. Instead, he’d taken her by her hair and propelled her out of Jakob’s office. He steered her expertly out of the private … Continue reading
Mandy read the paper that Keegan had tossed at her when he had strode back into Jakob’s office. It wasn’t actually paper since he’d scrawled his words on a cocktail napkin. He stood in front of her, arms crossed, legs apart, looking … Continue reading
Our time together was amazing. Not only because we hadn’t been together this way in months…but for the wonderful mix of tenderness and wicked pain. He started right away, as if His fingers had been itching to be turned loose on … Continue reading
He wanted me to get up and show him my new shoes by walking around the room. “Get up,” he says, his tone firm. I scootch from the middle of the bed, but it was not fast enough for Him. … Continue reading
…hi… 😀 Seriously, today is a wackadoo day for me. I’d planned to have a marathon writing time but with the potential of our first BIG snowstorm of the season tomorrow, I’ve had to do some shifting of my jobs … Continue reading
Master says…. You know….f you squeeze a nipple hard enough, it can turn into a diamond…. ….oh wait…that’s coal. Nevermind….
Mandy sat in Jakob’s office. The smell of leather, the overlaying scent of man–hard to describe but unmistakable– soothed her. She was too nervous to sit for long. She didn’t believe in pacing. She rose and calmly moved around the office. Her … Continue reading
My header pic was taken shortly after He pinned me to the bed…on my belly, snugged up tight to Him, His hand or elbow or arm on my hair. I could not move, legs sticking off the bed oddly. He … Continue reading
Pain. He needed to give it–I needed to get it. And there wasn’t any time to collect myself before it all began. There is a brief funny story about how we wound up in the room that we did, and … Continue reading
We met… He was wicked fierce We played… He was wicked I ache… mmmmmmmm