Mc Cary: 2 books

from the short story... “Be my popsicle.” Cindy muttered lowly causing Brennan to groan. He had never been taken by a woman like this. She was in the driver’s seat and he would do whatever she said for as long as she wanted. In bed she tended to let men take the lead but she was too far gone, she was too wet, too much in need and she wanted this.

from "Brennan's Lust"... Brennan tasted of whiskey, which was more appealing than Grant’s beer breath, though she would have preferred to be kissing Grant. But Brennan certainly knew how to kiss! His lips were warm. His tongue erotically forceful. Brennan’s hand left her head and embraced her fully before wandering over her backside.