Wild Desire (18+)

N: The Temptation

she finds herself increasingly - and mutually - attracted to the h

pte

a guilty schoolgirl, hiding behind the lace curtains of her bedroom window so she could see but not be seen. She couldn't help herself. It was

ascinated her. His chest was broad, his abdomen flat and delin

muscles, his whole body like some relief map of musculature. His buttoc

oo. He had short, blond, curly hair and very blue eyes, under a rugged bro

had small, very

ther builders on the firs

ed to have her

conveniently constructed above the other. Two months ago she had been promoted to Managing Director of KissCo UK and the alterations were a sort of present to

started knocking into the back wall to which the extension was being attached, she would not have such a good

ror, she adjusted her short black hair with a si

to insist that Clare was married, no matter how many times she told him sh

owls and a ruddy complexion, the veins on his face very close to the surface. He had eyes like a basset hound and, like Stan Laurel, seemed to take an extraordinarily

orse when they

re

o that at the las

ruption

and sheeted with plastic. The carpets had been taken up and scaffolding boards laid on the floor as a path

coming towards them from the back, w

had run down his collar bone, carving a trail in the dirt and dust that caked his skin. The trail e

aught staring at his crotch. His muscles ripp

ut of her bag and followed Gary outside. He wheeled the barrow up a plank t