Love in the Sky by Tirza Schaefer
Sex is sex; let’s not insult ourselves by passing it off as love.
Sex is sex; let’s not insult ourselves by passing it off as love.
Our heroine moves from her dead lover to her dead lover’s son. How wholesome.
The author has the right idea: let’s spank the idiocy out of the romance heroine.
Oh, horny and engorged religious men, tormented with lust for an unsuitable woman! Here, take my money.
Oh yes, that’s it… that’s it… wait, that’s it?!!
Will you get down on your knees before the minister on the cover?
A courtesan and a prim and proper bloke that wants to be dominated? Sign me up, baby!
Don’t be fooled by the title, this one is as erotic as a granny’s shopping list.
Less plot, more hot stuff please.
… and a sore rear for New Year.