Author: | Lisa Winters | ISBN: | 9781310013409 |
Publisher: | Winters-Marazza Publishing | Publication: | December 20, 2013 |
Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
Author: | Lisa Winters |
ISBN: | 9781310013409 |
Publisher: | Winters-Marazza Publishing |
Publication: | December 20, 2013 |
Imprint: | Smashwords |
Language: | English |
Warning: this 5000- word story is intended for mature (18+) readers only. It contains graphic descriptions of sexual activities.
I was desperate to pay my mom's medical bills. So when I heard about a company that offers companions to older, extremely wealthy men; I leaped at the chance to earn more in a weekend that I usually earn in a year. But my client has intense desires, and I am going to have to earn every penny. Worse yet, he wants to impregnate me! and maybe--just maybe--I want it too.
Excerpt: What felt like an hour later, I heard footsteps on the lower floor of the mansion. I nearly jumped off the bed. It was terrifying on some level to hear the entrance of the mysterious stranger who would be having sex with you. I felt my heart race as the footsteps drew near. I was nearly shaking as he climbed the stairs. He was down the hall, and outside the door what seemed like moments later. The handle turned and he entered.
Warning: this 5000- word story is intended for mature (18+) readers only. It contains graphic descriptions of sexual activities.
I was desperate to pay my mom's medical bills. So when I heard about a company that offers companions to older, extremely wealthy men; I leaped at the chance to earn more in a weekend that I usually earn in a year. But my client has intense desires, and I am going to have to earn every penny. Worse yet, he wants to impregnate me! and maybe--just maybe--I want it too.
Excerpt: What felt like an hour later, I heard footsteps on the lower floor of the mansion. I nearly jumped off the bed. It was terrifying on some level to hear the entrance of the mysterious stranger who would be having sex with you. I felt my heart race as the footsteps drew near. I was nearly shaking as he climbed the stairs. He was down the hall, and outside the door what seemed like moments later. The handle turned and he entered.