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The light from the television flickered against the walls, casting long shadows across the living room where Elena sat curled up against him. He was drowning in the scent of her perfume and the soft, slick friction of her spandex leggings against his ...

Maya watched Leo from over the top of her book, though she hadn't read a single word in the last twenty minutes. Beside her in bed, Leo was propped up against the headboard, his iPad glowing softly in the dim light. To anyone else, he might have looked like he was reading the news, but Maya knew ...

Thanks! Wait till you see the one I have in development for the next story…

Ninety-Nine Percent
by edgewriter

In the dim light of her hotel room, she finished getting dressed. She had deliberately chosen the lingerie that always got her going: a delicate black lace top and matching panties, paired with simple, sheer black thigh-highs. It wasn't just for her; its power ...

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If you enjoyed I hope you will let me know here or in the subreddit (I am teasewriter there). Your feedback keeps me writing.

CagedAnimal, I think you will like my latest... 'she' takes him home in this one for a lot more fun.

Coffee Shop Reunion: To the Edge and Beyond
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Coffee Shop Reunion: To the Edge and Beyond
by edgewriter

As she waited in line to order her coffee, she felt an admirer’s eyes tracing the lines of her tight spandex gym outfit. The sensation, anonymous and potent, sent a private thrill through her.

She let her eyes drift over the other ...

How is everyone’s Locktober so far?

Thanks. I have a slightly different version where she runs into someone she knows and ends up bringing him home. Will work on finishing that one.

IF you enjoyed this, let me know here or on Reddit (where I am teasewriter).

The Saturday morning sun streamed through the large picture window of the coffee shop, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. She sat nursing an iced matcha. Her outfit was a carefully chosen uniform: leggings of a liquid-sheen spandex, so black they seemed to drink the light. They were a ...

He lay utterly spent, his body limp and pliant from his last futile struggle. The scent of his exertion, a mix of sweat and desperation, hung in the warm air of the room. This was her favorite moment: the quiet aftermath, the clean slate upon which she could paint her next masterpiece.

She moved to ...

Thanks for the feedback on part 1, shorremori. Keep the feedback coming and it will keep me writing.

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The week was the longest of Liam’s life. The memory of the previous weekend was a brand on his mind: his massive, commanded climax and her devastating promise of what was to come. Every time he ...

For years, Liam had been her patient tutor in the art of his own undoing. He’d shown her exactly how to tease him, a meticulous curriculum of slow hands and lingering kisses. He taught her how to bring him to the very brink of release and hold him there, suspended on the razor’s edge of pleasure and ...