First Excerpt From Seducing My Billionaire Boss
I have two stories releasing in two boxed sets on January 12th (Why boxed sets? Because for the same price as a single story, you’ll receive stories from a collection of other writers too. I’m all about value for my reading buddies.). Seducing My Billionaire Boss is part of the Salacious boxed set.
Here is the first scene of the first chapter of Seducing My Billionaire Boss.
Assistant to his assistant. Like hell I’m believing that fabricated title. I crumple a copy of the internal job posting, one of five that had been left on my desk.
Robert Reyes, the executive I previously believed had a heart, the man I want, the man I like more than is prudent, can call the position whatever he wants.
I know what it truly means. His sure-to-be-sexy new hire’s number one goal will be to push Mrs. Bellows, his current assistant, out of her job.
Fuck that. I toss the paper into Mrs. Bellows’ wastebasket across the hallway, nothing but net…or the wastebasket equivalent. Rob’s assistant can be a bit flighty, has been even more so over the past three months since her stroke, but she’s a wonderful woman, a capable employee, and a dear friend.
Two years ago, I’d walked into Powers Corporation’s lunchroom, knowing no one, and she was one of the first employees to welcome me, insisting I sit beside her. She introduced me to everyone, including her boss, the hottest executive in the company.
I will protect her, even from him, which is why I’ve been sitting outside Rob’s office for over an hour, watching the parade of job-stealing tramps saunter by, waiting for my turn to be interviewed.
Uncomfortably straight-backed black guest chairs are lined up against the wall, my generous ass parked on one. I’m now alone, the sole remaining candidate.
According to a friend in Human Resources, my résumé was the last one Rob reviewed. Applications closed immediately after mine was received. I have the final interview of the day.
I’ve been assessing the previous interviewees and haven’t been impressed. All of them see the position as a stepping-stone, a short stop before landing the assistant’s role.
Cerise Case, the ambitious blonde in his office at the moment, wasn’t quiet about her plans to force Mrs. Bellows’ resignation. She’d bragged that she’d make the sweet older woman cry by the end of the first week, quit by the end of the second.
I’d do anything to prevent this and it looks like anything may be required. I tug on my conservative black suit jacket. Rumors are, if a candidate is being seriously considered for the position, she’ll be asked to give Rob a blowjob during the interview.
The thought that Cerise might be down on her knees before him right now bothers the hell out of me. He wants me. I’ve seen the way he looks at me, how he makes any excuse to argue with me. Last Christmas, when the two of us had too much to drink and he almost kissed me, I’d felt how one long, thick part of him desired my curvaceous self.
But maybe he wants everyone. Perhaps the company’s no-fraternization policy was the only thing stopping him from boinking half the staff.
The unwritten rule stating that employees and management couldn’t fuck was blown to pieces when Powers Corporation’s CEO shared his bedroom with his assistant. It’s now open season on female employees, and if it’s a blowjob Rob wants, it’s a blowjob I’ll give him. I’ll rock his fuckin’ world, give him no excuse to hire another, sacrificing my dignity to protect my friend’s job.
But first I’ll give him a piece of my mind.
Because he desperately needs that.
The door opens and Cerise wiggles her non-existent hips in my direction. She buttons her size zero suit jacket as she moves and I see red. The shameless hussy showed Rob her tits. Her lipstick is also smeared. She must have sucked his cock.
Fuckin’ hell.
“Mr. Reyes will see you now.” She smirks at me.
My fingers twitch, the urge to bitchslap her almost overwhelming my control. “Thank you.” You conniving cunt.
I stand, smooth down my skirt, and stride into Rob’s office, shutting the door with a bang behind me. The space smells like hot java, cedar chips, and man.
It doesn’t smell like sex, but that doesn’t mean anything. She could have swallowed.
She did kiss him. The proof of that is visible. Rob scrubs at his face with a tissue. There’s red lipstick on his tanned skin.
“Yes, remove the remnants of the last applicant.” I glare at him, wishing he didn’t look so damn handsome, seated behind his big wooden desk. His shoulders are broad, his fit physique clad in a dark suit. His chin is square and strong. His brown curly hair is so thick; I want to sink my fingers into it. That warmth I always feel whenever I see him spreads across my chest.
And that irritates me even more. “You’re a bastard, did you know that?”
“It’s hard not to know that, Miss Court.” Rob’s brown eyes spark with gold. “You tell me I’m one every time we meet.”
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Seducing My Billionaire Boss
I have to land the position Robert Reyes, the CFO of Powers Corporation, recently posted. My friend’s health depends on it. I’ve heard the rumors—that Rob will require… extra duties from this new hire.
He’s young, handsome, intelligent. Pleasing him won’t be a hardship. Not falling in love with him will be the big challenge. I’ve lusted after Rob for years, like him more than is prudent, dream of him every night. Touching his body, tasting the salt on his skin, will be both a self-inflicted torment and a fantasy come true.
I’ll be a convenience for my hunky executive. This is a job, not a romance. As long as both of us remember this, our relationship should work.
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February
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Back To Work For Kat
Kat, the heroine of Flashes Of Me, is in her twenties yet she’s never had a ‘real’ job. She has always worked for her father, assisting him with his business. She wasn’t paid for that work (she lived in the family home) so she doesn’t consider that role as being valid work experience. When she applies for a position at Blaine Technologies, she leaves the work experience section of her resume blank.
Kat is assigned to Miss Yen’s department (Miss Yen aka the Dragon lady appears in The Seen Trilogy – He Watches Me, He Touches Me, He Claims Me) and she’s given the lowliest task possible. Her responsibility is to shred highly confidential files, files Miss Yen can’t entrust to a shredding company. Kat doesn’t mind this brain numbing work. As she says “This isn’t my dream job but it’ll give me formal work experience and the next time I apply for a position, that section won’t be blank.” I admire Kat’s attitude.
As I admire my dear wonderful mom’s attitude. When my parents’ marriage broke up and my mom was left raising six kids on her own, she was forced to find her first ‘real’ job (as Kat would call it) outside the home. My mom was in her late forties, her university degree was in Latin, a dead language, and she had no connections.
She didn’t whine. She didn’t complain. She put on her big girl panties and applied for any job she was remotely qualified for. She went on her first interviews, competing for positions against teenagers. Her first boss was half her age. She was scared and tired but she did it. I was and still am extremely proud of her.
Henley, the head of cyber security at Blaine Technologies, is a man no one crosses. He watches employees constantly using his network of cameras and enforces his rules by any means possible. Rumors of his violent past, his scarred hands and huge size have resulted in him being feared by everyone… almost everyone.
Katalina, the new intern, worries about the revelation of her most painful secret much more than she fears her sexy boss’s wrath. She sees the loneliness in his dark eyes, feels the gentleness in his marred fingers, tastes the need in his kisses, and she knows he watches her. His silly rules about not stripping for the cameras and no sex at the office are destined to be broken.
Kat likes to be watched. Henley can’t look away. Will this beauty be able to tame her beastly boss?
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A New Start
January is the month many of us make a new start. We start new jobs, move to new cities, try a new exercise regimen, learn new skills. I often attend the Consumer Electronics Show in Las Vegas in January. I learn all about the emerging technologies, meet new people and try too many new buffets (grins).
Kat, the heroine of Flashes Of Me, desperately needs to make a new start. She travels from New York City to L.A., assumes a new identity (she uses her mother’s maiden name) and starts a new job (as an intern at Blaine Technologies).
As Kat shares…
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No one in this coffee shop knows who I am. I stand in the line, waiting to place my order. They don’t know about my past. They don’t know my last name. I tap my lavender heels against the floor, drumming an up-tempo tune into the tan-colored tile. They won’t remind me why I shouldn’t be happy.
I need to be happy. I need to laugh, to have fun, to focus on this fresh start. If I don’t, I’ll cry and I promised my father I wouldn’t cry. I plaster a silly smile across my face and I tap my heels harder against the floor. These two actions lighten my mood, allowing me to cope with my emotions.
***
Kat can’t deal with her past so…she doesn’t. She leaves her past behind, pretending it never happened. Strangers don’t know her. They don’t know THE truth. They only know HER truth. She can be anyone she wants to be.
Henley, the head of cyber security at Blaine Technologies, is a man no one crosses. He watches employees constantly using his network of cameras and enforces his rules by any means possible. Rumors of his violent past, his scarred hands and huge size have resulted in him being feared by everyone… almost everyone.
Katalina, the new intern, worries about the revelation of her most painful secret much more than she fears her sexy boss’s wrath. She sees the loneliness in his dark eyes, feels the gentleness in his marred fingers, tastes the need in his kisses, and she knows he watches her. His silly rules about not stripping for the cameras and no sex at the office are destined to be broken.
Kat likes to be watched. Henley can’t look away. Will this beauty be able to tame her beastly boss?
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Kat’s New Year’s Resolutions
Kat, the heroine from Flashes Of Me, wanted to share her New Year’s Resolutions for 2014.
1) I will stop flashing. Last year…errr…week, I flashed a man or two or four on the subway, a quick lift of my blouse as the train rushed past. I doubt they saw anything. This year, that number will be zero.
2) I will gain some job experience, real job experience with someone other than my father, so that section of my resume will no longer be blank.
3) I will be taken seriously. I can’t help it if I have blonde hair, big breasts, and impeccable taste in fashion. I have other things to contribute to the world. I don’t know what those other things are right now but I will find that out soon.
4) I will look for the positives in every situation. My father says they’re there. Over the last couple of months, they’ve been more challenging to find. This will change in 2014.
5) I will be happy…even if I have to move clear across the country to do this.
Henley, the head of cyber security at Blaine Technologies, is a man no one crosses. He watches employees constantly using his network of cameras and enforces his rules by any means possible. Rumors of his violent past, his scarred hands and huge size have resulted in him being feared by everyone… almost everyone.
Katalina, the new intern, worries about the revelation of her most painful secret much more than she fears her sexy boss’s wrath. She sees the loneliness in his dark eyes, feels the gentleness in his marred fingers, tastes the need in his kisses, and she knows he watches her. His silly rules about not stripping for the cameras and no sex at the office are destined to be broken.
Kat likes to be watched. Henley can’t look away. Will this beauty be able to tame her beastly boss?
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First Excerpt From Flashes Of Me (Adult Content)
Note: If you are under the age of 18 years old or are sensitive to adult language, please do not read this excerpt.
This is a first look at the first 1,000 words of Flashes Of Me. These words haven’t been edited so please forgive any typos (and all writers have typos).
Chapter One
No one in this coffee shop knows who I am. I stand in the line, waiting to place my order. They don’t know about my past. They don’t know my last name. I tap my lavender heels against the floor, drumming an up-tempo tune into the tan-colored tile. They won’t remind me why I shouldn’t be happy.
I need to be happy. I need to laugh, to have fun, to focus on this fresh start. If I don’t, I’ll cry and I promised my father I wouldn’t cry. I plaster a silly smile across my face and I tap my heels harder against the floor. These two actions lighten my mood, allowing me to cope with my emotions.
The bleary-eyed woman swaying in front of me yawns, adding vocals to my beat. For L.A. locals, it’s six in the morning. For a recently displaced New York native such as myself, it feels like nine o’clock. I’m eager to start my new job and my new life on the west coast.
I’m two hours early. The internship orientation session at Blaine Technologies is scheduled for eight o’clock sharp, not one minute before and not one minute after. Although caffeine is last thing I need, standing in line at this coffee shop gives me something to do and someone to watch.
I slide my gaze to the fascinating someone waiting at the front counter. The biggest man I’ve ever seen in my entire life looms over the cash register, his feet braced apart as though he’s preparing for battle. His ebony hair is cropped close to his head, hiding nothing, and he’s dressed completely in black like a villain from a 1970’s spy movie.
I survey my behemoth’s broad shoulders. It’s all him under his jacket, not a hint of padding disturbing the cut. His suit is bespoke, custom made especially for his big body, and I suspect the designer is English. My mystery man is wearing Barker Blacks, his leather shoes as large as the rest of him. Even his matching dress shirt is well made, the collar and cuffs stiff and crisp.
He glances over his right shoulder, meets my gaze, and I inhale sharply. His eyes are as dark as his ensemble, his nose flattened and his chin square. Everything about him screams power, strength, vitality, and the woman in me responds, my nipples tightening, pressing against the blazer of my favorite lavender suit.
My behemoth returns his gaze to the frazzled barista and I exhale, my head spinning. It has been years since I’ve allowed myself to notice a man, to think about what I want, what I need. My fingers tremble as I smooth my flared skirt. I want this stranger desperately, more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life.
This is a problem, as I have no idea how to snag his attention. My last date took place when I was seventeen and I suspect flashing my breasts at a pep rally won’t land me this sophisticated man. I chew on the inside of my cheek, having no other clever ideas.
I ponder my next steps, and my stranger moves away from the front counter, clasping a cup of coffee with his thick fingers. He ordered plain black coffee, no cream, no sugar, no whipped cream, and hell no to the chocolate sprinkles. My father likes his coffee the same way.
My mystery man stops at the lid and stir stick island and a stout man wearing mismatched jacket and pants rushes to the counter, barking his order at the disheveled barista. The rest of us shuffle forward in line. The tall skinny brunette behind me pleads into her sparkly pink phone, begging her boyfriend to give her one more chance. She’ll be the girl he needs, she promises. She’ll lose those last five pounds.
I don’t know where she’ll lose those five pounds. She’s already as thin as a yard of fine silk ribbon. I look down at my more ample bosom, my breasts wrapped snugly in the blazer.
“No, please.” The brunette sobs. “Derek! Derek!” She glances at her phone’s small screen and her face crumples. My heart aches for her. She doesn’t know how to hide her sorrow, not like I do. I can help her with this.
I touch the girl’s bare arm, diverting her attention away from her phone. “Who did your pedicure?” I feign an interest in her perfect pink toes. Although her beige sandals are adorably strappy, my goal is to distract her from her grief. “I have to know,” I insist.
The brunette wipes away her tears with the back of her hand. “I-I-I.”
I glance around us fervently as though I’m afraid someone will overhear us. The behemoth is watching me, his dark eyes glinting with intelligence. Some people think big men are dumb. Some people also think blonde women are stupid and no one should wear pink at a funeral. I learned long ago to ignore some people.
“Look at what happened to me on the flight here.” I slip my right foot out of my lavender pumps and I wiggle my big toe. A huge chip of coral polish has flaked off, revealing raw nail. “I rushed for a flight, banged into a baggage cart and that was it. My pedicure was ruined.”
The brunette’s red-rimmed eyes widen. “That’s terrible.”
“It’s a disaster.” I ignore the behemoth’s shaking shoulders. He doesn’t understand. My mystery man has the strength to deal with loss directly. He doesn’t need to pretend, to use trivial distractions as a means to cope. He would never travel across an entire country seeking to escape his sadness.
“I’m in a strange city,” I explain. “I have so many cute sandals and I can’t wear them.” I shove my foot back into my shoe, hiding the offending toe.
As we exchange information and bad salon stories, the behemoth leaves. I watch his broad shoulders disappear into the L.A. sunshine and I feel as though I’ve lost a piece of my soul, a part of my future.
Henley, the head of cyber security at Blaine Technologies, is a man no one crosses. He watches employees constantly using his network of cameras and enforces his rules by any means possible. Rumors of his violent past, his scarred hands and huge size have resulted in him being feared by everyone… almost everyone.
Katalina, the new intern, worries about the revelation of her most painful secret much more than she fears her sexy boss’s wrath. She sees the loneliness in his dark eyes, feels the gentleness in his marred fingers, tastes the need in his kisses, and she knows he watches her. His silly rules about not stripping for the cameras and no sex at the office are destined to be broken.
Kat likes to be watched. Henley can’t look away. Will this beauty be able to tame her beastly boss?
Pre-order Now For 99 Cents: http://www.amazon.com/Flashes-Me-An-Erotic-Novella-ebook/dp/B00F2I2GXO
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