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The First Taste 4

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She stayed the whole next day.

I woke up first. Late afternoon light cut through the gaps in the hotel curtains. She was still asleep on her stomach, one arm under the pillow, the sheet tangled around her hips. I watched the slow rise and fall of her back for a while. The residual heat coming off her was low and steady, like embers under ash. I could have taken a little of it without waking her. I didn’t.

When she finally stirred she rolled onto her side and looked at me for a long time w
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  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   The First Taste 4

    She stayed the whole next day. I woke up first. Late afternoon light cut through the gaps in the hotel curtains. She was still asleep on her stomach, one arm under the pillow, the sheet tangled around her hips. I watched the slow rise and fall of her back for a while. The residual heat coming off her was low and steady, like embers under ash. I could have taken a little of it without waking her. I didn’t. When she finally stirred she rolled onto her side and looked at me for a long time without speaking. “You’re cold,” she said eventually. “Always.” She reached out and put her palm flat on my chest. Held it there. “Not freezing. Just… cooler than you should be.” I didn’t move. Her skin was warm against mine. The contrast made the heat in her rise a notch, automatic. I felt it slide toward my hand where it rested near her waist. “How long have you been like this?” she asked. “Long enough that the years stop mattering.” “And you only feed the way you do with me?” “

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   The First Taste 3

    Three nights later she walked into the club like she owned the place. Same black dress, different energy. She didn’t scan the room this time. She came straight to the bar where I stood and set her bag down hard enough to make the glasses jump. “I tried not to come back,” she said. “How’d that work out?” “Shit. Everything else feels flat. Sex with anyone else feels like nothing. I even tried it last night. Wasted twenty minutes and left before he finished.” I didn’t say anything. Just watched the heat rolling off her. It was stronger than before. Thicker. Like it had been building the whole time she stayed away. “You knew that would happen,” she said. “I knew it might.” She ordered a drink, downed half of it, then looked at me again. “I don’t want another alley. Or a closet.” “What do you want?” “Somewhere with a bed. A door that locks. Time.” I paid for her drink and mine, even though I hadn’t touched it. “There’s a hotel three blocks over. I keep a room there

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   The First Taste 2

    I woke up the next afternoon already restless.The feed from the night before had held longer than most. That was rare. Usually the quiet under my ribs started fraying by midday. This time it stayed solid until the sun dropped. Even then the hunger came back slow, more like a reminder than a demand.I could still feel the thin thread of her. Not strong enough to track across the city, but present if I focused. It pulled toward the same club.I went back.The place looked the same—same red lights, same heavy bass, same mix of sweat and perfume. I took a spot at the far end of the bar and waited. An hour passed. Then another. I almost left.She walked in just after eleven.Black dress this time, shorter than the jeans from last night. Hair down. She scanned the room once, like she wasn’t sure why she’d come. Then her eyes found me.She didn’t smile. Just walked over and stopped a few feet away.“You’re here,” she said.“So are you.”She ordered a drink without looking at the bartender.

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   The First Taste

    The bass hit hard enough to rattle the glasses on the tables. Red lights through the smoke, catching on bare shoulders and the flash of jewelry. The place was packed--bodies pressed close, sweat and perfume mixing with the sour edge of spilled drinks. I leaned against the bar, half in shadow, watching.I wasn’t here for the music. Never was.She stood near the edge of the dance floor, alone for the moment. Dark hair falling past her shoulders, black top that left a strip of skin above her jeans. She moved a little to the beat, nothing showy, just enough to stay in the rhythm without looking like she cared. A guy tried talking to her. She shook her head once, polite but final. He drifted off.I felt it from across the room. The low, steady heat coming off her. Not the sharp spike of someone already worked up—more like something held back, waiting. It pulled at the empty place under my ribs the way blood never had.I finished the drink I didn’t need and pushed off the bar.She noticed m

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  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Pool Games

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