Historical

Alan was hot, but it was the rules forbidding him that drove me wild.

Trapped in a chaperoned tea, I fought boredom with erotic fantasies about the most inappropriate man in the room: Alan Bostwick, only days from joining the priesthood. Until a glint in his eye suggested that he, too, was indulging his imagination… with me as his subject. Did we dare turn this connection into reality? He was terribly proper, so I realized I had to take control.

What to expect: A Victorian comedy of anticipation, exhibitionism, and voyeurism that culminates in a night of intense, messy, secret fulfillment.