Skyler

I was so pathetically horny that even writing about sex wasn’t enough anymore.

At twenty-four years old, I, Skyler Voss, had everything a woman could dream of, a luxurious villa, money, status, and a husband who was respected in his field. On paper, my life was perfect. In reality, it was a sexually starved nightmare.

My husband, Lucas, had left this morning for a two-month business trip. Two whole months of being alone in this massive villa with nothing but my vibrating toys and my filthy imagination. I sat on the edge of our king-sized bed in nothing but a silk robe, thighs pressed together as I typed the...