"God, Evelyn!" Luke ran a hand through his hair frustratedly, practically shouting, "I don't hate you. I'm in love with you!" She got up to leave, "I-I need to go." Evelyn started to turn the door handle when she felt a force push the door shut. His hands pressed against the wall next to her head. She turned around...
Helen has always heard that love is blind, but she's starting to realise that love may not be blind after all, but rather forbidden, and in the shape of her step-father. Warning: This story contains scenes that are of an explicit and erotic nature and is intended for new adults, 17+. Story includes consensual sex bet...
"Agent Hemmings?" I looked over the man in the frame of my door. He was currently out of his usual, formal work suit and in a black leather jacket. His whole getup, in fact, was black, dark, brooding. And it was very strange. "Luke," he corrected me, stepping in the apartment and slamming the door shut behind him...