There will be a full moon tomorrow. Tides will rise, winds will howl and snow will pile and drift all around us. Why not sit back with a little steamy something in your hot little hands and make the most of the long cold weekend…

A teaser from
THE WATCHMAN
(Immoral Virtue, #3)
to heat up this long cold weekend

He opened his eyes, looked down into hers. Tenderness lingered there, gazing up at him.

“If we were to leave here now,” he said, “then time would be ours so we might have more than these few moments.”

For this Long Cold Weekend - A sexy Couple embracing as seen through frosted windowHer soft smile drew his eye. She turned out of his arms, strode further from the hearth, and he could but watch as she moved. Every step of her long legs, every sway of her full hips, sent her mane of wild tight curls bobbing about her shoulders, her back.

She reached the long table, swept her palm lightly over it and he imagined the feel of it sweeping over his chest, his thighs, tempting him, touching everywhere but where he ached most. Teasing.

She faced him then, breathed deeply, and even that stirred him.

“I would like these few moments,” she said, her hand brushing those curls from her shoulder then settling at her throat. “Here with you…”

“I will take only that which you offer.” He went to her, watched the hand at her throat travel lower, her fingertips skimming her breast as he had urged earlier, as he vowed to do himself had he been unbound.

He took a step closer. “What do you offer, Elizabeth?”

“I offer all for you to take.” She smoothed her hand lower, a slight brush of her fingertips over her belly, the ripple of her touch pebbling her flesh in tiny bumps of pleasure, pleasure that made his bound cock reach for her. “I would have your hands against me like so.” With a slowness that pained him, she dipped her hand lower still, to the ruddy thatch he wished to touch and taste. “Your fingers thrust inside of me.” She stroked the tight curls there, tangled her fingers within them. “I offer all of me,” she said, “whatever you wish me to share.”

“Spread yourself for me Elizabeth. Share that part of yourself with me.”

 


IMMORAL VIRTUE Trilogy

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Book 1 – The Mark

Book 2 – The Accused

Book 3 – The Watchman

Immoral Virtue Trilogy - 3 books

 

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How to Heat Up a Long Cold Weekend
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How to Heat Up a Long Cold Weekend
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An excerpt from THE WATCHMAN to help heat up this long cold weekend: He took a step closer to her. “What do you offer, Elizabeth?” “I offer all for you to take.” She smoothed her hand lower, a slight brush of her fingertips over her belly, the ripple of her touch pebbling her flesh in tiny bumps of pleasure...
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