To the first drink and the last To every glittering star in the sky the first kiss and the next to hopeless lovers on dark and rainy nights the first caress a glimmer of hope a longing To the moon...
romance
Just A Tiny Spark
"When a new librarian shows up, college student Molly's life is turned upside down."
I hadn’t seen her before, and like always when meeting someone I wasn’t familiar with, I became tongue-tied. Though today, for some unfathomable reason, my awkward shyness was even worse. I had decided to come first thing in the morning...
You leave a smile on my facewith your delicate embraceyour kisses soft and pure.Two hearts beating as onewords that cannot be spokendesire burning deep within our very soulshours pass and time seems to truly stand stillthe embers burn a crimson...
The First One
"A Sexy Christmas Tale That Will Grab Your Heart"
She was on her knees. His cock, long, thick and perfectly formed, was in her hand. It was rock hard and curved upward. Her other hand ran across the tight stretch of skin over the muscles of his lower abdomen....
Sorrento: Part 4
"A holiday romance that changes a woman's attitude to sex"
We walked back to the hotel, fuelled by giggles and wine. We had left ourselves very little time, so I had no opportunity to preen myself or change into more glamorous and sexy clothes. Comfortable underwear, jeans and a sweater...
Renaissance of the Heart – Part 4
"The journey in Rome nears its conclusion."
It was the third Saturday before Christmas and my quest to validate Elizabeth’s painting was gathering momentum. It was a wonderful time of the year and being in Rome and now with my lover beside me, it was especially magical....
Shards Of Glass
"a few words about broken dreams"
It is all just broken shards of glass now.The colors that shone so brightly are dull and dead.The patterns had made such beautiful images, how I miss them.Each image was a promise of endless bright days and nights to come....
Sorrento – Part 3
"A romantic holiday that changes a woman's attitude to sex"
'I have no idea what to call you,' Anna said. Her voice, soft and gentle, washed over me like a warm breeze. 'Mrs. De Carlo seems a bit formal now ...' 'Now that you came on my face?' I suggested....
On the riverbank
"A tale of two strangers who meet upon a riverbank."
The man shades his eyes and squints ahead, trying to see through the glinting sunlight reflected off the rivers eddies and currents. His raft moves lazily through the brown slow waters, guided by his sure hands and arms that are...
Renaissance of the Heart – Part 3
"Cindy reaches a defining moment in her journey"
November had come and gone and December had slipped in unnoticed by the time I was due to go to Europe. It was an odd feeling. A huge task lay ahead when normally I was winding down, ready for the...