W.A.J.E
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A Billionaire's Minx
Romance A BILLIONAIRE'S MINX.
Blurb
When I was fifteen years old I fell in love, he was a walking wet dream and for a teenage girl that was only learning to control her hormones, he was Death.
I grew up in a religious household, my grandfather was a catholic pastor and so we were raised on a biblical perspective but somehow I always galloped more to worldly things. I was taught no cussing, no deception, and certainly no fucking a hot boy you just met two weeks ago, but- I loved him. I wanted to love him in all the ways I could, and I think he too loved me because he always promised forever.
Somehow forever lasted short, I ended up in the wrong hands, terrible hands. I saw some bad things and did worse, my perception of life was ruined long ago now I have nothing, nothing but scars and demons.
I had long forgotten about him, but years later, he crashes into my life, and he's married. His wife, making me an unwelcome proposal, and him, making me feel like the indistinguishable stupid girl I was seven years ago. However I'm no longer her, and he isn't the same eighteen-year-old I lied to, he breathes power and seduction that can be seen from miles away.
All I want is to get my life in order but with my past feelings and demons resurfacing, I know one thing for sure, I am screwed. We both are. Caelum thinks he is the only fiend in my story, yet there's a far bigger demon lurking in the dark, and no matter how many times he goes hunting, he won't find it, the demon hides in the most open places and the longer Caelum searches for it, the more broken he will be when he encounters it.
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This is a story about two star-crossed lovers who get separated by a series of unfortunate events but life gives them a second chance, with him married and her running from her demons, can they make it work? Billionaire Surrogate Stripper
Billionaires She's a badass!
I fought my eyes away from her tempting body and began to face the recording. I couldn't and it's required that I look at her anyway.
The gown accentuated her curves and made me want to gobble her on the floor and fuck the shit out of her sexy body. Her stomach was bare, and the gown failed to hide her hourglass shape. To make it worse, it's left open, revealing her cleavage, the valley between her breasts.
Her bare tonearms, straight legs, sexy wide hips. She's very pretty and I see what her presence is doing to me.
The next is her addictive scent behind me, filling my nostrils and interfering with my senses that I feel like enveloping her in a tight hug and basking in her scent.
"Get out!" I screamed and walked away from her, slamming the door shut and ran up to my office.
It was getting messy but my mind was way messier.
What the fuck is going on?
What is this? Gosh!!
I was astonished by her, I didn't know what came over me.
I have never swooned over a lady, like the way this lady made me.
"Master, are you alright?" My secretary hands me a glass of water and I gulp immediately anything to quench the thirst burning in my chest and soothe the fire in my soul.
"I'm having a headache so tell the others to leave immediately. We will do this some other time and that includes the girl."
"But Master Adrian.." She tries to speak. I knew all she wanted to say so I waved her off.
"Listen to me, you have no choice," I warned with a fierce tone and she shuddered.
"Alright." She bowed slightly.
"Ela!"
"Yes, Master." She turns almost twisting the doorknob.
"I want you to pay her off, tell her she was great but we have a better choice." He instructed and she nodded and walked away.
I slumped to the chair and gripped my hair as though I wanted to rip them off my scalp.
What is wrong with me?
Damn!
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Master Adrain, a Billionaire Playboy who is from an affluent Cuban family, hasn't fallen in love and is determined to make it that way.
Love isn't his stock in trade as he has women in his every Beck and call but just one thing he needs. A baby!
Ariel Donald doesn't have the time to date, attend parties. She has been working from age fourteen catering to her chair bound little brother and bedridden mother.
When the two cross paths in a stripping club. He knew he had found the woman with the right physical attributes to birth his child and she knew she had gotten into trouble anytime he flashes his handsome Greek god smile at her.
They struck a deal but unbeknownst to her. A life of secrets, fears, and danger awaits when enemies lurk around.
TWISTED FANTASY
Romance Notice; Book Contains Dark scenes and might be unfavorable to sensitive readers.
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"You like this don't you?" He asked with his sultry powerful voice that made my skin servile.
He had a dark, hard, and powerful aura. I simply nodded lost to the sensations building up in my thighs.
He grabbed my hair tightly. "Answer me!" He yelled. The sound of his voice bounced through the walls, as my heartbeat accelerated higher.
"Yes."
I could feel him smirk behind me as he traced his fingers from my earlobe down to my neck drawing circles around it at a slow pace. His other hand went to my bosom and began tugging, kneading, and caressing.
I tried to swallow my moans and kept it buried but no matter how hard I tried to keep it back in it came crashing out like an eruption.
"Ahhh!" I exclaimed burning in the furnace of pleasure as my head fell back and beaded sweat formed on my forehead. He was skilled with his hands as he knew what to touch to increase or decrease my pleasure.
"Are you ready to cum for me slut?" He gritted to my ears as he tugged painfully at my breast and twisted the other making it unbearable for me to act sane.
I wanted him not to stop. I wanted his hands all day fuck! I wanted this pleasure for life. I don't care if I die from it. It felt so good to ever think of anything else at this point.
He called me a slut and I didn't get mad at his choice of words. Instead, I found myself getting wettie, hornier, and excited in dire need of an orgasm.
"Yes!" I answered quickly, licking my lips.
He spun me around to face him. "When next I ask a question, answer yes sir! Have I made myself clear?" He ordered as his hands gripped my throat as though he wanted to choke me.
It felt sexy to me. I wanted to be choked, scratched, pulled, assaulted whichever he chooses to take me and how.
I'm a slave to my fantasies.
"Yes sir!"
He let go of me, my fingers crawled up to my neck where his grip had smeared and a naughty smile spread across my face.
He moved away from me and stepped a few distance as I heard the shuffling of clothes and my skin tingled in anticipation.
I felt his whiskey breath fan my face as he slid behind me. His tongue traced the outline of my ear down to my neck and I felt a shiver run down my spine. We were unclad skin to skin.
I was ready for the taking.
My pussy throbbed painfully wishing for an intrusion to soothe the aches. His hot tongue on my skin fueled my sexual tension and it slowly rose to a peak to the extent I wanted to cry.
'Please fuck me!'
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Ryker Armstrong has never met the obstacle he couldn't overcome, with everyone on his beck and call at his fingertips. He hasn't met the lady that could resist his charms or the high stake in status he possesses.
Harper Jones had given up the fantasy of having her knight in shining armour and doesn't believe in them. And with her strict upbringing and personality, succumbing to temptation never occurred to her.
When two strangers meet, things aren't what they seem. But sometimes life isn't just white and black.
BILLIONAIRE THIRST FOR LOVE
Romance Note; Book contains dark scenes, violence and extreme B.D.S.M activities. Might be offensive to sensitive readers.
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"You like it don't you?" He asked as his fingers brushed my cleavage, unbuttoning my shirt and pulling my breasts out of my bra.
I moaned when his cold, hairy, strong hands came in contact with my hot, hard nipples.
"Yeah, I do." My voice was strained in wanton need.
I widened my legs as my skirt rode up to my lap showing my set of white lacy-soaked panties, any form of reasoning had flown out of the window.
The only thing I cared about was letting this man touch and fuck me whichever way he chooses to.
He came in between my outstretched widened legs, and I almost paled in return.
His fingers started to tease and pull on my hard nipples, pinching and pulling repeatedly sending a mini orgasm to rock through my body.
How could someone have an orgasm from just nipple foreplay?
It's Mr. John. Anything is possible.
"You like this don't you Maria?" He asked sultrily into my ears, as he rocked his hard bulge in my wet panties.
"Yes!" I cried out, I didn't care if anyone heard the loud throaty moans from my throat.
"Say yes sir!" He pinched my nipples and I shrieked.
"Yes sir!" A scream tore out from my throat.
"Oh...Please stop teasing me." I begged his groin rubbing on my soaked panties was killing me, I couldn't take it anymore.
"You want me." He purred into my ears.
"I need you badly." I almost screamed.
"But how do you want me?" He traced his hands on my panties band and slammed it to my skin.
"Oh." I gasped, biting my bottom lip.
His fingers slid into my clit massaging it, his fingers found my juices as he smiled and brought it to his lips.
I started rocking my hips back and forth, to his groin. The friction gave a pleasing relief to my throbbing pussy.
"I want you inside of me," I begged, as my pussy throbbed when he got out between my legs.
"This is my office and if you want us to have a crazy fling, I will lay out the contract." He said biting my earlobe and rubbing my cleavages, twisting my nipples a bit.
"Contract?" I asked, what does he need a contract for? A contract to fuck? That's madness!...
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Maria is trying to put her life back together after she was abandoned by her childhood sweetheart on the altar. Leaving her family behind she moved to Orano, where she got a Job in MTC.
A new future she wishes to create as she runs into John, a sexy bachelor. Soon a crazy obsessive fling turns into something more. While they try to fight their connection, evil lurks within.
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feesa "We're friends," I said, voice barely steady.
Aaron's lips curled, slow and cruel. "No, we're not."
"Friendship's too pure for this."
His hand slid to my waist, hot and claiming as he yanked me flush against him.
"Do friends kiss like this?"
He kissed me. Hard. Possessive.
"Or grab each other like this?"
A squeeze to my ass. A gasp.
"Or think filthy little thoughts?"
His breath burned against my ear. "Touch themselves to it?"
My cheeks flamed. My body betrayed me.
"Stop lying, Venus."
His voice was a growl.
"I feel it. Every time I'm near you."
I whispered, "But you don't even like me."
His smile was pure sin.
"I don't have to like you to fuck you."
Then the offer:
"Let's get it out of our system. No lies. No strings. Just truth."
He grabbed my chin, eyes lit with hunger.
"Say the word, princess."
A whisper against my lips-
"I'll ruin you."
And God help me...
I wanted him to.
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In a world ruled by power and silence, will love dare to speak first or break them both instead?