He had been away for a couple of months and tonight was the night he was finally coming home. I mulled over many ideas on what to do for him when he arrives. I could’ve set up a mini party or made him a nice home-cooked meal. I decided to go to the nearest Victoria Secret and pick out some nothing-left-to-the-imagination lingerie. I ended up purchasing a sheer, rhinestone, mesh garter slip. It had slight ruching at the bust and all along the bottom. It was perfect.
One Shot: welCOME home (NC-17)
One Shot: Boots
‘Professor Hutcherson’ - One Shot (NC-17)
Sorry if this sucks. Just inspired from a short reading of ‘Broken Hart’ by Ella Fox.
“Miss Monroe, you have some explaining to do.”
‘Possessed’ - (NC-17)
TRIGGER WARNING. SENSITIVE CONTENT.
This a freelance idea, so don’t get offended. Just inspired by too many reruns of Supernatural.
Never had I seen Josh so…out of place. Never had I seen him devilish like. Never had I seen him in this evil stance up until that point.
Never had I been more afraid of my own boyfriend.
DEBBIE I HATE YOU
In The Kitchen
Please skip this if you don’t like sexy time with Alexander.
Things couldn’t get worse today. It happened to be one of those times where everything in my life was a complete disaster. So I resorted do the one thing that always cheered me up whenever I’d feel miserable.
Baking chocolate chip cookies.
Sensitivity and Broken Glass - One Shot.
This is just a little ditty because Josh is sensitive and I am bored.
“You’ve reached Laurie Ann’s house of pancakes, we’ll Falafel your Waffle, leave a message at the beep.”
“Hi…uh Laurie Ann, it’s Josh. Hutcherson. Josh Hutcherson. We met the other day I was the guy who cried in your bathroom? Your friend Liz gave me your number, give me a call back my number is 310-867-5309.”
bless you
Kink in the Machine (NC-17)
Yeah, I don’t know. I’m on a lot of meds right now and haven’t had any sleep due to this goddamn awful cold/sinus shit. So yeah…this has the potential to be embarrassing, lol. But hey - ENJOY! If you read click the heart!
Kink the Machine
The blindfold was placed securely across her eyes, the slippery silk slid softly over her face. “This is kinky,” she whispered into his skin. His hand skimmed from between her shoulder blades down her back before he gave her a small swat on her rounded behind. She gave a small whimper, her lips just grazing against his collar bone, “You’re really trying to get into character here, aren’t you?”
Aubrey, Chapter Eleven.
“I’ve got birds in my ears and a devil on my shoulder and a phone to the other and I can’t get a hold of her, and what’s a crush to do when he can’t get through.”
Aubrey, Chapter Six.
“Everyone’s a let down, it just deepens on how far down they can go.”
I do not belong in this hotel. I know it, and all of the staff, and guest’s members know it too. Their looks alone are enough to convince me of such. I checked my appearance over fifteen times before I left, but I guess my absolute best would always be there worst. I spotted Josh right away, perched in the lobby as I stormed in, catching his gaze but not pausing to give him the decency of a hello. He caught on to my indiscretion quickly and followed me casually to the elevators. I could feel the heaviness of his gaze as I waited impatiently picking at the hangnail I was stupidly creating on my thumb.
