Freedom from responsibility, from self-control even.
The thought pounds through Magara Force as the high-powered
executive runs through the night-dark Florida rainforest
refuge. In her mind she becomes she-animal, a wild creature
at home in the ripe and savage land, Tarzan's equal.
Then he joins her. Male and large, his shoes slapping the
gravel make her think of heartbeats. She hears his quick
breathing, feels the sweat rolling off him, his heat on her
skin. The heat travels through her veins, flows into her
skull, fingertips, belly, between her legs.
Destroy civilized-woman and let she-animal roar.
Lon Storms, a man just stripped of the control and power
that has been his way of life, has his own needs—needs this
woman will satisfy.
He'll take her hard and wild. She'll give as good as she
gets, meeting him muscle for muscle and nerve for nerve,
screaming out her climax so the night creatures fall
silent. In his mind and body, his running partner becomes
an earth creature. Unburdened by modern constraints,
they'll mate—pure and simple.
Neither can comprehend the consequences.
Line: Twilight (Paranormal)
Book Length: Quickie
Book Type: eBook