| Author: | Marcus Darkley | ISBN: | 9781311165442 |
| Publisher: | Erotic Dreams | Publication: | November 6, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Marcus Darkley |
| ISBN: | 9781311165442 |
| Publisher: | Erotic Dreams |
| Publication: | November 6, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Claudia was pretty, intelligent and confident. The twenty eight year old Financial Director of Futuretech was on the warpath. There was a black hole in the company's account and she was sure she knew where. Despite the late hour, she marched down to R&D to confront the geek; Dr Matt Palfrey. The geek was waiting for her, however. He desperately needed a human guinea pig for his latest experiment and the precocious Claudia gave him the opportunity he was looking for when she ignored the no entry signs on his lab and marched straight into his time machine, like a rat into a trap. Claudia was about to have her expectations re-aligned.
Extract:
Practically lifting the slight young woman by the neck, the Roman dragged her backwards, through a stout wooden door and across a well-lit room as Claudia grabbed at his wrist with panicky hands. The room was large and by the time he had slammed her against the far wall, with enough of an impact to empty her lungs, she was completely light-headed and her vision was beginning to grey-out. His grip eased slightly as he held her in place and his other hand gripped her expensive blouse, ripping it to shreds in one easy motion. She felt the air of the room across her chest and then realised the man had paused. Finally, pulling on the young woman’s bra, he asked what the hell it was: “Quid es?”
Claudia was pretty, intelligent and confident. The twenty eight year old Financial Director of Futuretech was on the warpath. There was a black hole in the company's account and she was sure she knew where. Despite the late hour, she marched down to R&D to confront the geek; Dr Matt Palfrey. The geek was waiting for her, however. He desperately needed a human guinea pig for his latest experiment and the precocious Claudia gave him the opportunity he was looking for when she ignored the no entry signs on his lab and marched straight into his time machine, like a rat into a trap. Claudia was about to have her expectations re-aligned.
Extract:
Practically lifting the slight young woman by the neck, the Roman dragged her backwards, through a stout wooden door and across a well-lit room as Claudia grabbed at his wrist with panicky hands. The room was large and by the time he had slammed her against the far wall, with enough of an impact to empty her lungs, she was completely light-headed and her vision was beginning to grey-out. His grip eased slightly as he held her in place and his other hand gripped her expensive blouse, ripping it to shreds in one easy motion. She felt the air of the room across her chest and then realised the man had paused. Finally, pulling on the young woman’s bra, he asked what the hell it was: “Quid es?”
