You come out of the bathroom wearing a towel wrapped around you, still drying your hair with another. I walk up to you, wrap my arms around your towel-clad body, and gently kiss you. You give me a look like what are you doing since I interrupted you drying your hair. I say, “You have been such a good girl. I have a special present for you, my love. I think you are going to like it so very much.” You smile and say, “I have...

When you walk through the door, I can tell from the tension in your eyes that your headache is back. You drop your briefcase at the door and walk into my waiting arms, burying your eyes into my neck to keep the light out of them. You whisper to me, “Please baby, it is back again, can you please do your thing to make it go away? It hurts so bad.” I pick you up bridal style, my arms behind your shoulders and knees to carry...

It is time for your third interview as my personal assistant. During your first interview, you wore a very professional suit, the color setting off your eyes and hair, the cut of the suit forming around you, showing off your lean, fit body while hiding it all. From the first second, you walked in and shook my hand. There was chemistry, a lot of chemistry. I could tell by the little smile on your lips, the way your eyes sw...

Everett thought long and hard about what Angel had asked him for. It wasn't something he had done before. It wasn't something he was comfortable with. He knew she enjoyed being tied up, the loss of control that gave you total control. He enjoyed doing it for her, taking the time to make her body sing. Slowly touching every part of her body, teasing her most sensitive places until she begged for the release he offered. Wat...

Ella is in a mood today. She isn’t happy, sad, excited, or lazy. She is just in a mood and doesn’t know what it is. She is roaming around the house doing this and that, never able to finish what she starts. The whole time she is going from room to room, her wolf inside of her is pacing back and forth in her mind. She is in a mood, too, and they are feeding off each other. Trying to make the bed, all she accomplishes is ge...

Sawyer is making his second trip across the Great Plains, heading from St. Louis to California. The load on his stagecoach is heavy, even with only two passengers. Ms. Abigail, the aspiring bride of the owner of one of the largest mines in California, had multiple chests full of the things she just had to have. There is barely room inside the stagecoach for the two passengers with all the luggage that had to be stored ins...