She had realised her mistake as soon as she'd pressed 'send', but it was already too late. The text that was meant for Millie, the one going on and on about how much she fancied Mark, had instead gone to, you guessed it, Mark. And yes, it might have said something along the lines of her wanting him to fuck her senseless. After that? Complete radio silence.But then, on her birthday there's a knock on the door. On her doorstep – Mark, wearing slim-fitting clothes and a coat that is f...

Mia has bought a new house on the outskirts of the suburb, Hellerup, and when she takes some time off, she can finally get started on decorating. But when the tall, muscular painter, Lasse, who is at least fifteen years younger than her, rings her doorbell, Mia begins to question how much of her vacation she will spend decorating.

Nothing turns Ellie on as much as the thought of hands – one specific pianist's long slim fingers, to be precise – fingerfucking her on a piano. When Paul, that very same pianist, overhears Ellie speaking about his erotic "handporn" limbs, she is mortified. Paul, however, seems unfazed by the discovery of the fantasies that leave Ellie quivering, intrigued even.But with no piano in sight, a dark corner over by the heavily busy bar might have to make do...A collection of thi...