Author: | Marlo Peterson | ISBN: | 9781498944588 |
Publisher: | Marlo Peterson | Publication: | July 9, 2014 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Marlo Peterson |
ISBN: | 9781498944588 |
Publisher: | Marlo Peterson |
Publication: | July 9, 2014 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
Unwrap Me, Mr. Billionaire
Christmas comes early for Mr. Hill, a billionaire who receives a special surprise from one of his most trusted employees. Tonya, a sexy young ebony firecracker, is stretched out on his desk wearing heels, a Santa hat and her birthday suit. We’re in for a passionate, wet, sticky holiday.
EXCERPT:
If she was developing a crush or feelings, perhaps it was my fault. I guess it was playing with fire anyway, because I have to admit, her attractiveness is a very big reason as to why I’ve taken a liking to her. Sure, she’s a great employee, but if I had to spend long hours with someone, I’d rather it be a pretty, young female.
Not to mention the fact that I have always had a thing for black women. I’ve never gotten the chance to act on it, but their beautiful brown skin, lovely hair and cheek bones have always gotten a rise out of me. I’ve never cheated on my wife before either, but as I looked into Tonya’s eyes, I saw clearly that she meant business.
I felt heat rush to my slacks. I looked back at Tonya with a cool demeanor, letting her know that I liked what I was seeing.
“Is that right?” I asked her, with a cocky tone of voice.
Unwrap Me, Mr. Billionaire
Christmas comes early for Mr. Hill, a billionaire who receives a special surprise from one of his most trusted employees. Tonya, a sexy young ebony firecracker, is stretched out on his desk wearing heels, a Santa hat and her birthday suit. We’re in for a passionate, wet, sticky holiday.
EXCERPT:
If she was developing a crush or feelings, perhaps it was my fault. I guess it was playing with fire anyway, because I have to admit, her attractiveness is a very big reason as to why I’ve taken a liking to her. Sure, she’s a great employee, but if I had to spend long hours with someone, I’d rather it be a pretty, young female.
Not to mention the fact that I have always had a thing for black women. I’ve never gotten the chance to act on it, but their beautiful brown skin, lovely hair and cheek bones have always gotten a rise out of me. I’ve never cheated on my wife before either, but as I looked into Tonya’s eyes, I saw clearly that she meant business.
I felt heat rush to my slacks. I looked back at Tonya with a cool demeanor, letting her know that I liked what I was seeing.
“Is that right?” I asked her, with a cocky tone of voice.