"A sexy "no boundaries" stalkerish Valentine's Day romance."He was the best Cuddler and, ultimately, the best Lover I’d ever had. Why ruin it with silly questions, like... ‘Who are you?’ and ‘How did you get in my house?’
My name is Jordan West. I was 23, single, and living alone when the Valentine’s Day incident occurred. A borderline introvert living in a city of possibilities, it took a lot of effort to spiff myself up, go out there, and try to connect. An effort that usually ended in vain. So, I gave up. I do that easily. I unapologetically admit it doesn’t take much for me to throw in the towel. That’s just me, for better or worse. Probably worse.
Sure, I was lonely—horny—and craved hot, exciting sex. But to be honest, I had no ‘game,’ and my introversion prevented me from trying too hard. The few times I managed to coax myself into a club, it never seemed to end well. I had my fair share of dates when I first came to the city—I''m good-looking enough to draw attention—but no real connections. I started going out less until I was practically a recluse.
No problem. I had toys'''and a surplus of batteries.
Still… one can’t help but crave a flesh-and-blood c*** now and then, attached to a hard-bodied, hot man who knows how to f***.
But that was mostly fantasy at that point.
Then one night, that fantasy came to life in the most disturbing and, dare I say, exciting way—with no effort whatsoever from me. Perfect.
He came, we came, and I… let it happen?
I’m pretty sure it wasn’t my choice, but I digress...
CONTENT/TRIGGER: This is a humorous "dark" romance dubcon involving a harmless stalker with no sense of boundaries. Explicit M/M sexual scenes. Profanity. 18+ READERS ONLY.
My name is Jordan West. I was 23, single, and living alone when the Valentine’s Day incident occurred. A borderline introvert living in a city of possibilities, it took a lot of effort to spiff myself up, go out there, and try to connect. An effort that usually ended in vain. So, I gave up. I do that easily. I unapologetically admit it doesn’t take much for me to throw in the towel. That’s just me, for better or worse. Probably worse.
Sure, I was lonely—horny—and craved hot, exciting sex. But to be honest, I had no ‘game,’ and my introversion prevented me from trying too hard. The few times I managed to coax myself into a club, it never seemed to end well. I had my fair share of dates when I first came to the city—I''m good-looking enough to draw attention—but no real connections. I started going out less until I was practically a recluse.
No problem. I had toys'''and a surplus of batteries.
Still… one can’t help but crave a flesh-and-blood c*** now and then, attached to a hard-bodied, hot man who knows how to f***.
But that was mostly fantasy at that point.
Then one night, that fantasy came to life in the most disturbing and, dare I say, exciting way—with no effort whatsoever from me. Perfect.
He came, we came, and I… let it happen?
I’m pretty sure it wasn’t my choice, but I digress...
CONTENT/TRIGGER: This is a humorous "dark" romance dubcon involving a harmless stalker with no sense of boundaries. Explicit M/M sexual scenes. Profanity. 18+ READERS ONLY.
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