I started writing my second ever “adult” story tonight, I think it’s going ok. Let me know what you think :)
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You retrieve a glass of water from the kitchen, set it down on the coffee table in front of me and sit down, all without looking at me once. Staring straight ahead, you run a casual hand along the length of the crevice between our bodies.
“Mmmm. I love leather.” Your eyes are searing embers when you say these words and turn to look at me.