He watches her through his lens, his craving for her growing until he must act…
The moment I saw Heather down the lens of my camera, I knew she was mine.
Her curves, her lips, her smile—they all speak to me down the lens, as I build a portfolio for my pleasure. An entire room in the basement devoted to her image.
When I finally get her in my studio, she ignites a passion that we both crave, giving me everything I ever wanted and making my life full.
She’ll never know about the basement, about what’s behind the locked door.
Will she?
Authors note: Mountain Man’s Muse is a short instalove story that can be read in about an hour. If you love a quickie, then dive on in!