登録なしで無料で読む： 944 無修正の過激なストーリー。毎日更新、多くは実際の声のナレーション付き。
The sauna’s heat hit me like a second skin, wet and suffocating, and I watched a single bead of sweat crawl down the back of her neck, disappearing between her shoulder blades. Her name was Lena, and she was supposed to be just another shoot, but the way she…
屋上は熱いアスファルトとディーゼルの煙の匂いがし、眼下の街は生きた電線のようにざわめいていた。カメラは構えていたが、まだシャッターは切っていなかった。俺は彼女を見つめていた。 マーラはパラペットにもたれかかり、風が黒髪を顔に絡ませていた。彼女は…
「それで、おじさん、私を脱がせてくれるの？それとも『雰囲気を捉えているだけ』ってフリを続けるの？」と彼女は息を弾ませ、その言葉が唇を離れるか離れないかのうちにスタジオの敷居をまたいだ。 アンナは柔らかなスタジオの照明の真ん中に立っていた。薄い白い…
The wedding cake was a disaster. Three tiers of white fondant, and the top one was listing like a drunk sailor. I was staring at it, trying not to laugh, when I felt a hand on the small of my back. "Don't even think about it," a voice said, low and warm. "I…
The wedding tent smelled like roses and spilled champagne, and I was three drinks in when my boss grabbed my wrist. Elena Vasquez—my terrifying, immaculate, never-smiles-at-work boss—was wearing a burgundy dress that hugged her curves like it had been painted…
The sharp scent of her perfume hit me first—jasmine and something darker, like warm skin after rain. My pulse slammed against my ribs the second I saw her across the hotel bar. Elena. My old classmate from ten years ago, now all sleek confidence in a tight…
The city hummed below us like a distant heartbeat, but all I could hear was the quick catch in Mia's breath as she looked at me. Her dark eyes locked on mine across the small table we'd dragged up here, full of that same hungry spark I'd felt every time she…
The moment I slid into the passenger seat of her rental car in the hotel parking lot, the air crackled. Elena’s fingers tightened on the wheel, her dark eyes flicking over me like she wanted to devour me right there. We hadn’t spoken since the breakup two…