Welcome to a series called sexy little things. They are excerpts from other projects that were too tantalizing not to share. He stares at the lace lingering at my hips. “Did I say you could leave anything on?” There’s a belt in his hand, and another unbuckled and hanging from his waist. The tone of … Continue reading SLT: The good girl
A stereotypical struggling writer of prose, poems, and the occasional piece of passable erotica.