He opened the fridge and my heart was beating so fast I thought I might pass out. The excitement of catching him in the act had me giddy. I wanted to sound sultry and in charge. Instead, I almost squeaked, “Don’t touch those pies!”

My nipples were hard, my breathing ragged. Michael turned with a start and grinned. “Foiled again?” he asked. Then he noticed my excited squirm and started for me. “You’d deny me one of your pies?”

“They’re for tomorrow,” I wailed. But then I noticed how he was walking. The look on his face. I knew that look.

Michael dropped to his knees and ran his finger over my hard nipple. The way his skin rasped over my coffee colored silk nightgown made me grow wetter still. I had no idea that crime fighting was so arousing. “I like your nighty. Very Grace Kelly. Very kitten with a whip.”

This is an excerpt from our latest hot Wicked Ways letter, found exclusively at For The Girls.

Gorgeous Alexander has the body of a Greek God, and the photographer thought he’d run with it. Cue the dramatic lighting and the white sheet. The photos in this series are very artistic and make for some seriously up-market eye candy.

You’ll find the full set of these amazing pics at For The Girls.

EROTIC FICTION
Almond – A feisty call girl visits a paraplegic man.
VIDEO FEATURE
Vikki and Ched make love on a leather armchair.
PLANET SEX
Clown Porn Is Just Not Funy – In fact it’s very scary.
WICKED WAYS
Indian Giver – An outdoor encounter with a hunky Native American.
YOUR EROTIC PERSONALITY
What it means to be a Show Off.
HOT HUNK
Joss – Muscle hunk goes from the gym to the kitchen.
SEXY COUPLE
Anita and Steve – Toe sucking and anal sex.

Sated for the moment, we headed off for dinner and a bit of ill-advised gambling at the casino downstairs.

I say ill-advised because we really didn’t pay a whole lot of attention to what we were doing. This was mainly because we were so wrapped up in each other – kissing, giggling and touching the whole time. For a while we played the slots and I have no idea how much money went into the machine because Ben’s hand was on my butt and he was kissing me half the time. The wheels would spin and my stomach would turn over as he ran his fingers lightly up and down the smooth fabric of my dress, gently outlining the crack of my ass. All I could think about was his tongue, licking where his fingers trailed…

This is an excerpt from “Blackjack”, a new Wicked Ways letter featured at For The Girls.