She couldn’t get Brent out of her mind, and she hated herself for how often she’d hit her vibrator since he’d left her last night. Seriously, she had a major hang up, and she was in no way proud of it. “I need a job,” she mumbled. “I need something else to keep me occupied...
An excuse to put time and space between him and Phoebe. Maybe he could go back to the beach on his own? At least for a few days and gather extra food. Then again, he’d already proven how useless he was at catching fish. It seemed a waste of energy to go so far for a few crabs and clams and have t...
This was how he had envisioned having Abigail. On his bed, her pale hair splayed out around her face—a golden halo that shimmered with the sunlight flooding through the french doors of the bedroom. Her skin was flushed, her vivid blue eyes wild with lust. A beautiful, entrancing sight—a little wo...
Her new companion had been the most watched man in the club, and Samantha Perry couldn’t help the sense of conquest when they stumbled into her hotel room. The room swayed and she had to clutch his shirt to stay on her feet. “Watch out, baby.” His husky whisper brushed her ear, sending chills dow...