A playful couple engages in an erotic contest, in which they both wind up victorious.

My arms were cuffed over my head. My legs were splayed, and my ankles fastened to the posts of the bed with colorful silken scarves. What time was it? Six p.m. on Friday night. That sounded about right. Wes and I make it through the pressures of the workweek with the goal of Friday-night bondage to keep us moving forward, striving toward that shining shimmering light of kink, bright at the end of our tunnel.

Wes looked up at me, his dark hair combed off his high forehead and his deep gray eyes the color of storm clouds. My heart swelled as I gazed at him, feeling the bold connection we share, that bond between us of pure attraction. The muscles of his arms flexed, and I spied the tattoo on the ridge of his shoulder. I’d been... Read More