Barred by Linnea May

I will make her dance just for me.

I am my own man. I’ve always done things differently, and I’m sure as hell not going to end up like my brother – tamed and chained up to a woman.
Life behind bars was bad enough. I don’t need another kind of confinement after I just reclaimed my freedom.
But I like a good challenge.
A good challenge like her. That petite ballerina who stumbles into my arms like a helpless deer. I crave her lithe and lissom body like no other.

Sara may embody the pure and innocent swan on stage, but this blue eyed doll can’t hide the little nymph she really is.
She may have good reason to stand clear of men like me.
And I won’t take anything from her that she’s not willing to give.
But I will make her mine.