“I want you, Sheridan,” he whispered near her ear. “I want to fuck you until you can’t walk. I want to hear you moan my name when you come, like you did that night in the motel room. I want… — Karen Erickson Copy Share Image
“I want you, Sheridan,” he whispered near her ear. “I want to fuck you until you can’t walk. I want to hear you moan… — Karen Erickson Copy Share Image
“She was amazing. Beautiful. A pain in his ass. Flighty, stubborn, irritating, persistent. He wanted her more than any other woman he’d ever wanted… — Karen Erickson Copy Share Image
“The man was some sort of miracle orgasm fairy, delivering them with shocking ease.” — Karen Erickson Copy Share Image
