I lay myself across his chest, kissing his neck, my tongue flicking and swirling against his skin, until his growls against my hair.
His hands slip behind me, the heat from his palms burning into my backside, branding me with an invisible mark of his need, as he pulls me harder into him.
I have been wanting to write this post for quite a while now, and now seems like a good time, as I find myself reading(read more…)
I am delighted to release an extract from my latest novella, The Greenwood Goddess. The piece below is a complete and downright filthy little short story(read more…)
“Put on your knickers.” He removes them from his pocket and offers them to me, as the rest of my clothes slide down his arm(read more…)
This is the second of two extracts from my newest novella, “Desires of the Winter Women”, which is out now, in Lust in Winter, the(read more…)
My Sunday story is a long one, coming by way of apology for being so sporadic in my fiction posts over the last few weeks(read more…)
Well, it’s still Sunday in the UK (just), so here is my Sunday Story. I have had various technical hitches this week, not to mention(read more…)