Will ye come with me? he whispered.And she answered without hesitation. Yes, please.
What, Mick said softly, is Lad doin’ in me bed?Hearing his name, Lad opened small, piggish, upside-down eyes, gazing with idiotic adoration as his whip-thin tail thumped the covers.Ah. Harry scratched...
Getting into a fight with a popular senior. Pissing off a school teacher and the local chief of police. Hanging with two major-league losers. She slapped my back. Welcome to high school.
She swallowed and licked her lips. It’s rather good.He laughed breathlessly. Have care, part of his brain whispered. This way only leads to pain. But his c*ck was pressing hard against the placket of...
Why? he whispered as he leaned over her, supported on one arm. Why must ye be the one that haunts me dreams? I’ve seen ye weepin’ night after bloody night since the day I sent ye from me palace with y...
Will ye be wantin’ this now, madam?Yes, please, she whispered. She wanted to engrave the sight of him thus, about to make love to her, in her mind.
Ye know as well as I that I lost whatever heart I once had long ago, Mick replied without emotion, a simple statement of fact. If the babe lives, or if she dies, it makes no difference to me. I’ll sti...
What, came a deep male voice, is this?Silence froze, her hand still outstretched, clutching a damp, dirty cloth. Oh, dear Lord. Slowly she raised her eyes and found herself face-to-thighs with Mickey...
Silence rose and crossed to the connecting door and knocked.The door was opened almost at once.Michael leaned a shoulder against the doorjamb, a wicked smile playing about his sensuous lips. He was so...
Women were something best bought, he’d found. Pay them, f*ck them, and send them away in the morning. That way avoided tears, recriminations, and feminine disappointment. Oh, and small things like bei...
The butterfly startled at Mary’s gesture and floated up, drifting on the breeze, its wings sparkling blue and bright in the late afternoon sunshine.Silence watched it, enthralled, and then her eyes me...
