Standing beside Gavin, she tried not to gawk at the ornate luxury of the hotel. It looked like a palace to her. With marble floors, Venetian glass mirrors adorning the walls and an ornately gilded, Frescoed ceiling, it looked like something out of a fairy tale. It was certainly the grandest place...
Her lips were soft beneath his, pliant and yielding. Libby was the type of woman who gave herself up to passion, who allowed herself to be swept along with it. She didn’t seem to fight for control, but allowed him to lead. That was exciting enough in and of itself. When he...
Enveloped in the body heat of her two lovers, she was warm, even though the fire in the hearth had died down. She moved and winced. Her entire body ached, and recalling what had gone on the night before, she could understand why. Remy and Philippe had pleasured her again and again. Whatever had b...
There was a second bedroom in the apartment, but it had no bed in it yet. She'd exchanged her damp nightgown for a pair of yoga pants and a UK sweatshirt. Boone's hoodie was draped over her curled up legs, covering her bare toes. The kitten was tucked against her chest, huddling beneath her chin ...
she said. “I always need you,” She smiled and, in spite of everything that had transpired between them, still blushed. “I was being serious.” He settled back in his chair. “Of course, you can leave arly.....
Callahan?” “I need to see you for a moment, Grace,” he said, and there was a stern quality to his voice that made her heart pound in her chest. “Of course, Mr. Callahan,” she said cordially and rose to head towards his office. It wasn’t unusua...
Everything hurt. Her whole body hurt. She reeked of booze and something else she couldn’t identify. Slowly, to avoid breaking in half, she rolled onto her back. Her stomach kept rolling, doing somersaults, it seemed. Closing her eyes in an attempt to reduce the spinning of the room around her,...
It was a city car with its Georgia tags proclaiming the owner to be a resident of Fulton County, he could only imagine what an Atlantian was doing driving in the West Virginia mountains in the middle of a freak snow storm. With a gloved hand, he knocked on the snow covered window. ...