Models: Beaux Banks and Dalton Riley Will sighed as he flicked through channel after channel. ‘I’m telling you, dude, there’s nothing on TV.’ ‘Correction, there’s nothing good on TV,’ Brad replied. ‘Seriously, more channels than you can count and nothing but shit on every single one of them.’ Frustrated, Will threw down the remote and pulled out his phone. ‘Come on, there must be something worth watching,’ Brad said, picking
Models: Layton Benton and Charles Dera ‘What the fuck? Mason, is that you? What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?’ Distracted by her lover’s hands massaging oil into her massive tits Marina had not heard Tiffany arrive, but now she looked up at her bully she smiled. ‘Oh hi, Tiff. I was wondering when you’d get back. By the way, you should probably know I don’t go by
Sweaty and breathless, Alex eyed his personal trainer Frank with a mixture of envy and adoration. Despite the fact that they had spent almost two hours working out together, Frank hadn’t even broken a sweat. There wasn’t a strand of his suave quiff out of place, not so much as a flush in his bearded cheeks, and even though he had performed every exercise from burpees to abdominal crunches alongside
If she was honest, Lara hadn’t anticipated that today would exhaust her as much as it had. After all, given that only the day before she had been swamped by both the frantic nerves and the excited throng of friends and family that surrounded every new bride on her wedding day, she had assumed that spending today with her new husband and nobody else would be a calm, relaxing experience,
Admiring her creation with adoring eyes, Daniella felt a shiver tingle her spine. She had done it! After years of working in dingy back-street laboratories, selling herself to raise the funds for her research and putting up with dozens of useless lab technicians who had screamed and thrashed when she had used them to test the newest iteration of her formula, only for them to disappoint her by transforming into
Fantasy Resort’s communal lounge was sleek, comfortable and, presently, abuzz with hushed conversation. Ordinarily it was a space where the resort’s guests could relax together, chatting over drinks poured from the well-stocked bar set towards the back of the room. Tonight, however, the crowd was quiet, huddling together in little groups and whispering amongst themselves while casting furtive glances at the other people in the room, their suspicious gossip driven
Setting his laptop down on the small metal table before him, Danny hauled himself out of the hammock suspended from the ceiling. After hours spent in the comfort of the sumptuous pillows his lanky figure felt foreign as he moved, and he briefly considered hopping back in. But then, that was exactly the problem: the hammock was a little too comfortable. If he wasn’t careful, he’d end up dozing off
Just as he’d anticipated, Nathaniel found the resort deserted. With half his peers down at the beach, the other half either lounging around their accommodation or scattered across the island exploring the quaint markets and localities, and the tutors likely taking the opportunity to enjoy a little peace after a long, exhausting year, the grounds of Fantasy Resort were occupied only by songbirds and insects. For someone his peers considered
Eyes closed, face immersed in the steaming torrent, Stella let out a long, weary sigh. Slowly, as the heat soothed her aches and pains, she came to realise it was not a fatigue of the body that plagued her, but one of the soul – an exhaustion so complete it pursued her even into the depths of sleep. She didn’t dream, not anymore, yet still she could feel it gnawing
Rolling over in her sleep, Sia turned into the sunlight shafting through the sheer curtains. Her dreams scattered by the sudden brightness she frowned briefly, made a murmur of sleepy discomfort, then let out a weary sigh as her eyelids fluttered open. For a moment or two she pondered trying to get back to sleep, but already her drowsiness had been chased away by the nagging doubt she had gone
