About the book: 2008 / Warm male lips touched her bare shoulder: first carefully, as if afraid to scare the passion raging in her blood, and then furiously, forcing her to lean back and open up. Men's hands joined the love attack, sliding over the burning arched female body, tearing off all the covers from it, to the last rag. Burning kisses and sensual touches of strong, experienced fingers merged into a single voluptuous game, the name of which is madness.