Even though Cynthia said nothing, she felt nervous every time she saw the high priestess with Matthew Layden. She’d never focused on them before, but now she saw what some of the others were saying about the way Cynthia was wound up with him and neglecting her duties. But there was more. Her thou...
Of course he wanted to come, but was it all right to do it that way? In the shower with her hand clasped around his aching cock. Like he’d do it himself when his frustration level got the better of him. She took the decision away from him by stroking her slippery hand up a...
His gaze shot to Tom Wright, who was at the bar, smirking. Mack braced for a barrage of personal comments. When none came he wondered if the jerk had decided there was no percentage in blabbing that he’d found them locked together in the grass. Stil...
“You haven’t made love with a man?” “No.” “Why not?” “It wasn’t something I wanted.” “But you want it now?” “You made me want it.” When she raised her fa...
A gentle breeze played through her long blond hair and the gauzy shirt she wore over her bikini top and shorts. Raising her head, she scanned the terrace, then the wide beach and the bay beyond, where sailboats skimmed across the blue water of Honeycomb Bay. Was she looking for danger? Or looking...