Obsession. It starts with a spark. A flicker. At the strike of a match. Lying dormant in most of us, obsession feasts on the fumes, breathes in the smoky scent, curing around and in on...

Cocky little king. You assume you’re the only one that gives me satisfaction?”His smile widens as he lifts one of my arms and kisses the sensitive skin of my wrist. “If there is something in...