After all baby makes three and all that crap. Shifting my hips around, trying to hush the hunger in my groin, I pretend not to hear him. Twitching all over, I focus harder on my meatball. My eyes betray me. They look up at him, dog gonnit.
The following is a short, but sexy story that I wrote. If you enjoy this kind of content, please let me know. If you have any sexy suggestions for future short stories, please let me know as well. Damn it, Ray. Sarah closed her eyes and buried her face in the arm of the couch, which also happened to be her de-facto bed. She tried willing her hard-ass older sister out of existence, but it was no use. She offered no mercy, pulling the blanket off her and ripping the pillow out of her grip.
Pritish entered the room expecting an excited Leona but instead he saw her walk past him expressionlessly. She was wearing a navy blue night gown with lace work done on the sleeves with a deep neck line, only to reveal the rise of her beautiful bosoms. It had thin straps to hold on to her body and was perfect enough to make her look sexy even at this hour of the night.
I 've finally finished unpacking. Propping a photograph on the window ledge by my bed, I glance round at my new flat. The plant that Nicki bought me as a moving in present sits next to an empty bottle of Cava and two ancient champagne flutes, remnants of our celebrations last night. A bed, two stacks of books and a bulging clothes rail make this half of the flat look overcrowded already.