There’s no reply, and I don’t hear a sound from the inside. For a moment I think I have the wrong door. Or maybe Rashid gave me the wrong address. On purpose? But no, the concierge didn’t contradict me when I said I’m here to see Mr Chaudhury, room number 16. Then the door suddenly … Continue reading First Times – Sam (4)
When I get up, Rashid seems to be still asleep. I sit down on one of my counter stools and sip a glass of water. I glance at Rashid, who is lying on his stomach, duvet abandoned by his side. My side. Rashid undressed before going to bed, but he’s still wearing his boxer briefs … Continue reading First Times – Sam (2)
Rashid's tongue traces down my spine, and I can feel goosebumps erupting on my back in its wake. I'm on my front, in my bed, and this is definitely not the worst way to be woken up in the morning. Rashid's hand is on my hip, and he places kiss after kiss on the small … Continue reading First Times – Quinn (7)
Daughter of Gallifrey 