Before you ever reach for me… I want you to feel me. I want your skin to tingle…
Jack Johnson had just turned 42. Broad-shouldered, weathered in all the right ways, with a slow, confident grin…
Brooke’s breath hitched as she felt Tyrone’s hands slide up the backs of her thighs, slow and deliberate….
It was a warm summer day when the doorbell rang. Pia answered it, wearing only a thin cotton…
In the sweltering heat of the Deep South, on a plantation filled to the brim with hundreds of…
Before you ever reach for me… I want you to feel me. I want your skin to tingle…
Jack Johnson had just turned 42. Broad-shouldered, weathered in all the right ways, with a slow, confident grin…
Brooke’s breath hitched as she felt Tyrone’s hands slide up the backs of her thighs, slow and deliberate….
It was a warm summer day when the doorbell rang. Pia answered it, wearing only a thin cotton…
In the sweltering heat of the Deep South, on a plantation filled to the brim with hundreds of…