Erotica

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse suite, a relentless, insistent rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. Below, the city lights blurred into an indistinguishable smear…

The rain hammered against the windows of my penthouse apartment, mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. Below, the city glittered with neon lights, a distant, indifferent hum against…

The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the warehouse, a relentless, insistent rhythm that mirrored the frantic beat of my heart. The air hung thick with the scent…