Marina has given up her life of prostitution, but one of her old clients, rock star Trevor, has hired a private investigator to find her, insistent on rocking her world with one more night of incredible sex.
He takes a step toward me with that familiar fire in his eyes. He reaches his hand inside my coat and under my shirt, onto my skin. It's cold. I shiver. He puts his other hand inside my clothes on the other side of my waist. I can do this.
"You're not afraid of me, Marina." It's almost a question, but more like a request.
"No," I say quietly.
"I want you to enjoy this," he whispers as he brushes my lips with his lips. Then again, to pique my interest. I feel my heart jump.
This story is sexually explicit and for adults only.
Length: Short Story, 3100 words.
About the Author
Belle Hart is an erotica author who likes to write raunchy taboo stories, and occasionally sexy romance.