My money's on the lady," he drawled. "You don't tame a vixen, you just travel in her wake.
Lora LeighHe is not coming back." And it hurt.It hurt until she was a mass of pain,worse than it had been when she thought he was dead. More all consuming. Ravaging her insides.
Lora LeighSweetheart, all men are animals. Feed us, pet us, and use a firm hand, and we'll worship at your feet.
Lora Leigh