TayeSteele

"We're standing uncomfortably close and he makes no sign that he intends on moving from the position in which he has me pinned against the door, unable to flee. His eyes run down my face, my neck, over my cleavage, and he makes a sound of appreciation from his throat.  He dips down to kiss me and I open to him on contact. Bringing his hands up to either side of my jaw he cradles my face, giving me a far sweeter kiss than last time. Unhurried, less desperate, but somehow it holds more intensity than last time. When he moves to deepen the kiss I give no objection, tilting my head, and lifting my arms to throw them around his neck."

There's nothing quite like the freedom of college. For many young adults, it's their first experience with life on their own, but for Vale Clarke, it's about more than that. It's her one and only chance to carve a new path for herself away from her dysfunctional family. When she loses her scholarship she's faced with two options: come up with the dough, or kiss her future goodbye.

Inspiration strikes her when she meets Kaden West. A hot rock prodigy born with a silver spoon in his mouth and a sense of entitlement to match. How far is Vale willing to go to lock down the future she wants?

TW: Depictions of drug and alcohol use/absue, mentions of past trauma. May contain scenes of dubious consent.

Sex Sells

Gabby and I spend the next couple of days lazing about the house. We went to the market nearby and got a tiny Christmas tree with all the appropriate trimmings so that our house could have a little bit of the holiday spirit. Neither of us is going to head home for the holidays, so it seemed appropriate that we try to spread some of our own holiday cheer.

Gabby and I just finished decorating sugar cookies with royal icing, which had a joint purpose of providing a needed sugar rush along with feeling festive. Now, I never claimed to be an artist, but all that Gabby cared to do was give her little sugar people boobs and dicks. It all eats the same, and it's not like they're gifts for other people, anyway.

"So, things seem pretty serious between you and Kaden," she says from her spot on the couch as she bites the head off of her second cookie.

Father Lucifer