Sex Stories: In Bed

The air smelled of fresh-cut grass and charcoal smoke from the grill. Lena and I were alone at the dacha—her husband and the guys had taken off to the store for beer, and I'd volunteered to help her m…

I opened the door, and Anna was standing on the threshold—her wet blouse clinging to her tits, her nipples poking through the fabric. Her eyes slid down my body, lingering on my crotch. "Max, let me …

I was sitting on the porch of my lake house checking the GoPro when she came out of the shower wearing nothing but a short towel. Water still glistened on her shoulders. Lena. A tourist who'd come for…

They'd been together for six months, but every time the apartment door clicked shut, the air thickened with a raw, almost tangible hunger. Anna stood at the window in a thin silk robe—nothing undernea…

The gallery had emptied hours ago, but the champagne buzz still hummed in my veins. My latest series—bronze figures twisted in raw, sensual poses—had sold out in the first forty minutes. Critics calle…

The wind howled outside the cabin like a living thing, driving thick flakes against the windows in a relentless white fury. Inside, the fire crackled warmly in the stone hearth, casting flickering sha…

The trial had dragged on for three brutal weeks. When the jury finally read the verdict in our favor, I should have felt triumphant. Instead I felt like a wrung-out rag. My penthouse was quiet except …