Teaser for 'Midnight Sun' (subject to editing):Even as my hips jerked in need, I felt his mouth against my throat. The touch of his tongue against the vital artery beneath made me drive harder and deeper into him. It is said that the orgasm is the 'little death', and this made it all the more. Would he stop? Would he care? Did I care while I ( Read more... )

I know how I want to write it. The question is becoming quickly how dark is too dark, and how long is it taking to say what I think needs to be said, not to mention the ever present fear of swinging into an area where it might be considered to be out of character for so-and-so to do such a thing. I don't want to spend too much time building when ( Read more... )