There's nothing better than the rush of passion when weaving a heady tryst. The keys burn and the bodies writhe and shudder with erotic bliss and agony. That first zing of attraction is the best drug on the planet.
I adore weaving tales of women and men finding each other against all odds. Writing exploits of their surrender to an intimacy which can be a thrill even amongst the rush of daring. Relationships are a chaotic challenge that, when caressed with the right mixture of firmness and gentleness, can send us right over the edge.
But let us teeter at the brink for just a moment before the thrilling agony of release.