Series: Black Light #9
laid eyes on her. And I knew it from the moment she kneeled for me.
expected. Her words captured me, her poise intoxicated me, and now, I find
matter how hard I try.
nipple pressing against her bra. I suckle it into my mouth, my teeth grazing
the bud, tugging it gently. The sounds she makes are like a drug. A fast hit of
heroin, cocaine, something that slams into you and grips you in its feral
understand me?” My voice is rough and husky, filled with want. She’s so
beautiful, so fucking perfect that my restraint is a barely there thread,
pulled taut, ready to snap.
of the Romance Writer’s Organization of South Africa (ROSA) and the Romance
Writers of America (RWA).
doesn’t let go. It’s from this passion that her writing has evolved from sweet
and romantic, to dark and delicious. It’s in this world she’s found her
calling, growing from strength to strength and hitting her stride.
storylines, and ideas floating around in her head. From the feisty heroines she
delivers to the dark, dominant alphas that grace the pages of her books, she
promises light in a world filled with danger and darkness.
tattoos, chocolate, and ice cream.