Leather Rules
Finn was forty-two years old, an architect, and he had spent the better part of three decades being the reasonable one in every room he…
Summit Compass
Based in Virginia. I started posting here to get the stories out of my head and onto a page. Most of my posts live in Fetish, BDSM, and Toys & Masturbation. I have a soft spot for wrong place, right time, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Summit Compass
After Hours Set
The last track was fading out and Burton let it go, letting the synth trail off into nothing rather than cutting it clean, because there…
Maple Drip
Claire had been a flight attendant for twenty-two years, and in all that time she had never once gotten on the wrong shuttle, until the…
The Wrong Floor
Brady Danner stood in the hallway of a walk-up on Smyth Avenue and stared at the label on the box like it might change if he blinked enough.
The Diner's Midnight Contract
Tyrande Garcia had been wiping the counter for twenty minutes, mostly because scraping meant she didn't have to talk to anybody, when…