Jack sat on the plush couch of the Cambridge Suite's living room while he read the morning paper. But no matter how much he tried to concentrate on the day's headlines, his thoughts drifted elsewhere. Back to soft, womanly curves and the feel of satiny smooth skin on his lips. The sweet, shy blush of …
A steel cage he has built for himself Many years ago In her presence weakens ever so slight Known to the world, a cold hearted man Only she can melt the ice he has forged To protect himself from the world No great beauty to some But to him, she is his Queen, his Aphrodite …
Hair nuzzling against his muscular thigh She takes him in her soft mouth He sucks in a breath through gritted teeth At her tongue on his skin Licking and teasing his swollen crown Arousal tall and proud Soft fingers stroke up and down He gazes down, taking her in Hypnotized by her beauty Lingerie clad …
Plump, pink lips swollen Relentless, unforgiving kiss Chestnut curls wrapped snug around his fist Under commanding touch, she happily yields Over his knee, waiting for him Firm hand’s sharp, playful sting Springs delight in her mind, breath quickens Desire ferocious and thick in the air Roaring under the surface, for the night ahead * …
Ellie bundled the stack of files in the crook of her arm as she walked down the corridor towards Brendan's office. It was the end of the day and nearly everyone had gone home, apart from a few stragglers. She knocked on the door, hearing the familiar sound of Brendan's deep voice. "Come in!" Balancing …
