| Author: | Carrie Kelly | ISBN: | 9781301862689 |
| Publisher: | Carrie Kelly | Publication: | October 4, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Carrie Kelly |
| ISBN: | 9781301862689 |
| Publisher: | Carrie Kelly |
| Publication: | October 4, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
When Dorian Black asks Alicia to be his, she can’t help but say yes to her gorgeous billionaire boss. Then, at the art fundraiser, they run into a woman from Dorian’s past and Alicia learns the truth about the mysterious blonde. Will Alicia be able to handle Dorian’s confession and his dominant ways?
This 3,300 word story contains graphic sex including oral sex, bondage, spanking, and one rough ride with a billionaire!
Excerpt:
We made our way back to his penthouse, Mr. Black's arm gripping my shoulder seductively the entire time. His fingers scorched my eager flesh and my ***** ****** with need for his talent. What would he do to me this time? Could anything be better than our romp in the back of the limo? With Mr. Black anything was possible.
Needless to day, the ride up the elevator seemed to take an eternity.
As soon as we stepped inside the door his fingers sizzled down my back, and he yanked down my zipper. The smooth satin dress spilled open, revealing my lacy strapless bra and the urgent mounds of my ******. His hands fell to my hips, gripping my fleshy curves. With an impatient tug the satin slipped over my skin and pooled at my feet.
Then he growled in frustration and lifted me over his shoulder.
"Mr. Black," I gasped. No one had carried me like that since I was a child – I didn't even know it would still be possible.
"Call me Dorian, Alicia," he said and ****** my lacy *******.
The sting of his hand wormed its way under my flesh further delighting my senses. "Even at work?"
He chuckled and his chest rumbled against my thighs. "Yes, even at work. Especially when a whole group of employees and board members are present. I want everyone to know you belong to me."
My body tingled. He wanted people at work to know about us? To know I belonged to him? That he chose me? That was more than I was used to by far. Of the few boyfriends I’d had most of them wouldn't even introduce me to their friends let alone their coworkers. Maybe that was the difference between dating a college boy and dating an actual man.
When Dorian Black asks Alicia to be his, she can’t help but say yes to her gorgeous billionaire boss. Then, at the art fundraiser, they run into a woman from Dorian’s past and Alicia learns the truth about the mysterious blonde. Will Alicia be able to handle Dorian’s confession and his dominant ways?
This 3,300 word story contains graphic sex including oral sex, bondage, spanking, and one rough ride with a billionaire!
Excerpt:
We made our way back to his penthouse, Mr. Black's arm gripping my shoulder seductively the entire time. His fingers scorched my eager flesh and my ***** ****** with need for his talent. What would he do to me this time? Could anything be better than our romp in the back of the limo? With Mr. Black anything was possible.
Needless to day, the ride up the elevator seemed to take an eternity.
As soon as we stepped inside the door his fingers sizzled down my back, and he yanked down my zipper. The smooth satin dress spilled open, revealing my lacy strapless bra and the urgent mounds of my ******. His hands fell to my hips, gripping my fleshy curves. With an impatient tug the satin slipped over my skin and pooled at my feet.
Then he growled in frustration and lifted me over his shoulder.
"Mr. Black," I gasped. No one had carried me like that since I was a child – I didn't even know it would still be possible.
"Call me Dorian, Alicia," he said and ****** my lacy *******.
The sting of his hand wormed its way under my flesh further delighting my senses. "Even at work?"
He chuckled and his chest rumbled against my thighs. "Yes, even at work. Especially when a whole group of employees and board members are present. I want everyone to know you belong to me."
My body tingled. He wanted people at work to know about us? To know I belonged to him? That he chose me? That was more than I was used to by far. Of the few boyfriends I’d had most of them wouldn't even introduce me to their friends let alone their coworkers. Maybe that was the difference between dating a college boy and dating an actual man.
