Fathers In Romance – One And Done
Tomorrow is Father’s Day in North America. There are many types of dads in Romanceland. Some have biological children. Some have adopted children. Some become dads in nontraditional ways.
In One And Done, Smoke chooses to become a father figure to Woofer, a street kid. Woofer, a teenager, is mouthy and moody, a kid others might find difficult to love.
Here’s a scene from One And Done
A little over two hours later, Nana Zaire has moved to a bench positioned in a sunny spot in the secluded backyard. “He won’t be easy to love.”
“No, he won’t be.” I’m not certain whether she’s referring to the man or to the boy leaning over the Lamborghini’s engine. It doesn’t matter. The same observation applies to both of them. “We’re taking it one minute at a time.”
“He needs to hear those words but they’re just words, aren’t they? You’re already talking about making dinner rolls for next week and cupcakes for Lucy’s birthday.”
She’s right. I can’t live purely in the present. “I’m trying.”
“He is too.” Nana Zaire nods at Smoke. “And he realizes he’s difficult. That’s why he brought you here.” She pats my hands. “You’ll need my help. You have my number.” She gave it to me after dinner. “You know where I live. You’re welcome here anytime.”
“Thank you.” I can’t imagine Edward’s mother ever making me this offer. “If you need any help, I’m here for you too.”
“I’m counting on that.” She turns her head, watches Smoke and Woofer fiddle with the sports car, their shoulders touching.
Woofer’s mouth constantly moves, as do his hands. Smoke deflects a waving wrench as it threatens to clunk against the immaculate paint job. The boy doesn’t notice this close call.
“I should talk to Woofer.” He’ll damage Smoke’s pretty car.
“No, you shouldn’t.” Nana Zaire stops me. “Smoke understands. Zanders, my husband, was a proud audiophile, a purist. He had a huge collection of LPs, premium vinyl, rare records that were difficult to find.”
“Smoke smashed it.” I don’t need to hear the entire story to know how it ends.
“If he told you that, he’s even more serious about you than I thought.” She studies me. “Smoke takes his pain out on inanimate objects. He doesn’t harm people.”
“I know.” He’d never hurt me, not physically. Smoke removes the wrench from Woofer’s hands and closes the hood. “The hurt has to go somewhere.”
“True.” Nana Zaire nods. “How does Woofer deal with it?”
“He works.” I consider my history with the boy more closely. “And he acts like he doesn’t care but he does, very much.”
“They all do.”
Smoke strides toward us, rubbing his hands on a rag. Woofer follows him, attempting to imitate his swagger. They’re so damn adorable.
I love them both.
“I’ll take you inside, Nana Zaire.” Smoke reaches down and lifts her to her feet, handling the elderly woman as though she’s a delicate piece of fine china. “Woofer, you have something to say to Miss Jenella.”
“Yes, sir.” He scowls behind Smoke’s back and crosses his thin arms, unhappiness radiating from him.
My lips twitch. I must be receiving an apology.
Judging by Woofer’s expression, it will be the most ungracious request for forgiveness anyone has ever received.
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He wants one night. I want forever.
Hit it and quit it—that’s Smoke Sheridan’s relationship philosophy. The tall, dark, and dangerous club owner never spends more than one night with any woman. He seduces the broken-hearted, leaving them with smiles on their faces and a sexual confidence other men can’t resist.
I need his services.
My boyfriend of four years dumped me because I’m a lousy lay. Smoke can help me win him back, teach me how to make my man writhe in ecstasy. I’ll show him such bliss, he’ll bellow my name in the dark of the night, want me with an all-consuming desire.
This sounds like a great plan. Except I see the loneliness in Smoke’s eyes, feel the wistfulness in his touch, experience the wanting in his embrace. The player isn’t as shallow as he appears.
And I’ve never been good at letting go.
One And Done contains inappropriate humor, very bad pickup lines, a BBW heroine who doesn’t know what she’s doing and a player who thinks he does.
This is a standalone story.
Buy Now:
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One And Done – Second Scene
One And Done is releasing on July 19th (it is available for pre-order now) and I’m sharing the first two chapters of this 300 page plus contemporary erotic romance.
Read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2016/06/06/one-and-done-first-scene/
She picks up a piece of cookie and contemplates it for a moment. “I really thought you and Steady Eddy would last.”
God. Are we back to that again?
“We’re lasting.” I pack cookies into an empty candy tin, choosing the best-looking specimens. Three of the cookies have already been enclosed in plastic wrap and placed in the care package I’ve put together for Woofer, the street kid stationed downstairs. “Couples can’t spend every minute together. Life happens.”
“Breakups happen.”
“We’re not breaking up.” I love him. He loves me. “If anything, we’ll be stronger for this. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, as they say.”
“Absence makes the heart go yonder, as they also say.” Azure smacks the cookie I’m reaching for, rendering it unacceptable for Edward’s consumption. “Love the one you’re with and all that.”
I quickly fill the tin. “You don’t understand.” Azure’s longest relationship lasted a whole five days.
“I understand that your lover-boy lawyer is a twice-a-week type of guy. He’s been that way since the day the two of you met. Now, after three years…”
“Four years.” I correct her, proud of this accomplishment.
“After four years,” Azure amends. “He has gone almost two weeks without getting any. Phone sex is good in a pinch but even Steady Eddy has to be wanting the real thing.”
We haven’t been having phone sex. We talk every day, exchanging multiple calls and messages, but our conversations have been short and businesslike. Edward has been busy at the firm, feeling the pressure to perform, to bring in the big deals and prove his worth.
And I’m the one in our relationship most likely to want the real thing. I’ve always had a greater need for sex. Twice a week isn’t enough for me.
It’s rare that couples are completely compatible in the bedroom. I read that on the internet. Someone often needs to take care of her or himself. I’d rather be that person and not put even more stress on Edward’s suit-clad shoulders.
“I’m seeing him tonight.” I place the lid on the tin. “I’m dropping by the firm, surprising him.” If I call, he’ll tell me he’s too busy to see me, that he has to concentrate on his cases. “I’ll give him the real thing.”
“Wearing that?” Azure surveys my outfit. I haven’t changed out of the black skirt suit I’d worn to my office. “You should ditch the corporate slave gear and show him your inner sex goddess. Then you might see him more often.”
“He’s at the office and I don’t have an inner sex goddess.” I love sex, but compared to my inhibitions-free friend, my experience has been limited. Edward is a missionary-position-every-time kind of man and the two boyfriends I’d had in university were as bungling as I was, coming after a couple awkward thrusts.
“You could wear a long coat.” Azure’s eyes gleam. “And nothing else.”
“No.”
“Yes.” She grasps my wrist and pulls me into my bedroom. “If you’re not brave enough to go nude under the coat—”
“I’m not.” Knowing my luck, a button would pop off the coat and everyone in Edward’s stuffy law firm would get an eyeful, embarrassing me, but even worse, humiliating the man I love.
“You could leave your underwear on.” Azure, having no boundaries, unbuttons my blazer and gazes at my plain white bra. “Or not.”
Dismay is written all over her expressive face.
“My bra is practical.” I snatch my blazer away from her and wrap my plus-sized body in fabric.
“It’s ugly.” My friend rummages through my drawers, tossing my clean clothes on the floor. “Here. Put this on.” She lobs a ball of black silk at me.
I smooth it out and gaze at it with trepidation. “This is lingerie. It isn’t meant to be worn outside the bedroom.”
“You’ll be wearing a coat over it.” Azure’s tone is dry. “Some young girl working in a hot, overcrowded sweatshop sacrificed her eyesight to craft that garment for you.” My friend continues to ravage my neatly organized dresser. “The least you can do is wear it.”
It won’t hurt me to try it on. I discard my ugly bra and the rest of my clothes and I slip the babydoll over my head. The hem of the skirt skims the bare skin above my knees and the triangle cups struggle to contain my large breasts.
“I look like a hooker.” If the fabric shifts an inch to the right or to the left, I’ll show nipple.
“Steady Eddy is a lawyer; he’s the white, middle-aged, male version of a hooker.” Azure grins at her own joke. “He’s going to lose his shit when he sees you.”
My jaw clenches. “Edward will lose his shit and not in a good way. He works at a conservative law firm. I won’t jeopardize his job to give our sex life a boost.”
I know how difficult it can be to find a replacement job. He could be out of work for months, years, losing his home, his car, everything.
Except me. He wouldn’t lose me. I’d stand by his side as my mom stood by my dad’s side. I love Edward and love means sticking with a person through the good times and the bad.
“Put these on.” Azure holds up a pair of silk boy shorts. “They’ll cover everything.” She snaps the tags, removing them, and hands the boy shorts to me.
They only cover half of my huge ass. “I’m not showing up at his office, dressed in lingerie, a coat and heels.”
“Find your center and breathe.” She presses on my chest. “Only Eddy will know what you’re wearing under your coat. This will be your little secret.”
The coat is long. I nibble on my bottom lip. It would conceal everything.
“Think of this as skipping a step in undressing,” she adds. “You’ll reach this state eventually. You’re simply doing it faster.”
Edward does like fast. We’d get to the sex quicker, allowing him to return to work sooner, saving his valuable billable time. He wouldn’t be upset with me for interrupting him. My visit wouldn’t cause him to lose his job.
There’s still an element of risk. “If this goes wrong—”
“It won’t.” Azure plugs the brand new, never-been-in-a-man’s-ass curling iron into a socket, preparing to fix my hair. “Trust the universe, ‘Nella. Let it guide you.”
“But—”
“It’s been almost two weeks.”
It has been almost two weeks. I miss Edward, want him, need him.
“Okay.” I sit in the chair positioned before her. “But if I end up in jail for indecent exposure, I expect you to bail me out.”
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He wants one night. I want forever.
Hit it and quit it—that’s Smoke Sheridan’s relationship philosophy. The tall, dark, and dangerous club owner never spends more than one night with any woman. He seduces the broken-hearted, leaving them with smiles on their faces and a sexual confidence other men can’t resist.
I need his services.
My boyfriend of four years dumped me because I’m a lousy lay. Smoke can help me win him back, teach me how to make my man writhe in ecstasy. I’ll show him such bliss, he’ll bellow my name in the dark of the night, want me with an all-consuming desire.
This sounds like a great plan. Except I see the loneliness in Smoke’s eyes, feel the wistfulness in his touch, experience the wanting in his embrace. The player isn’t as shallow as he appears.
And I’ve never been good at letting go.
One And Done contains inappropriate humor, very bad pickup lines, a BBW heroine who doesn’t know what she’s doing and a player who thinks he does.
This is a standalone story.
Buy Now:
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One And Done – First Scene
As One And Done is releasing on July 19th (and is available for pre-order now), I thought I’d share the first two chapters of this 300 page plus contemporary erotic romance.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Azure, my roommate and best friend chants, her pitch rising, rising, rising. Her bedroom door is closed yet I hear every word, every pant, every moan. “Yes,” she screams.
I press my lips together, sucking back my envy, the taste of it acidic on my tongue. That’s the third time this evening she’s come.
I’m happy for my friend. I am. We’ve lived together since our first year of university, got jobs at the same company, have each other’s backs. Azure is my sister in every way except blood. She’s chosen family, the best kind, and her joy usually feeds mine.
Usually.
But not tonight. Listening to her find release over and over again reminds me of what I’ve been missing. It has been almost two weeks since I’ve seen Edward, my lawyer boyfriend, twelve days and twenty-two hours since I’ve had sex.
Sex with another person, that is. I pleasure myself in the shower every morning. That takes the edge off but is never enough to completely satisfy me.
I need a man’s hands on my body, more specifically, my boyfriend’s hands.
Which is why I’m baking cookies on a Thursday night.
I open the oven and a wave of chocolate-and-vanilla-infused air sweeps upward, heating my arms and face. This last tray of chocolate chip cookies is almost ready. The previous batches are cooling on the laminate-topped island separating the tiny kitchen from the equally tiny living room.
I’ll package these cookies up, bring them to Edward, and, once I’ve satisfied that hunger, I’ll appease his sexual appetites.
That’s the plan.
Azure’s bedroom door opens. “You boys entertain yourselves.” She closes the door. “I’m taking a break.”
My best friend dances toward me, her lush body swathed in a colorful robe made from hemp and natural dyes. A smile lights her makeup-free face. She’s been banged silly by her two men of the moment.
I grin at her. “Do you want me to make you a sandwich?”
“There’s no need for a sandwich.” She spins, almost losing her robe in the process. The soles of her bare feet smack against the hardwood floor. She smells like sex and marijuana. “We have chocolate chip cookies.”
“These cookies aren’t organic.” I didn’t expect her to emerge from her bedroom tonight. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. It’s my cheat day.” Azure pulls a barstool out from under the kitchen island and plops her curvy ass on the vinyl. “I ate white bread at lunch.”
“No.” I gasp. My friend considers white flour to be the work of evil corporations hell-bent on destroying the world.
“That’s my truth.” She dips her head. “I’m not proud of it. There were leftover sandwiches in the fourth floor lunchroom and I was weak, so very weak.”
Since Azure is confessing, I decide to make one of my own. “I made these for Edward.” I remove the last sheet from the oven and turn it off. “He’s working late again tonight.”
“He’s working?” Azure’s lips twist. “Is that what he told you?”
“That’s his truth.” I set the sheet on a cooling rack. “He wouldn’t lie to me.”
“I didn’t say he was lying.” She grabs one of the ready-to-be-eaten cookies and breaks it into pieces.
I watch her, waiting. My friend has more to say. She always does.
“You haven’t seen Steady Eddy in…how long?” Azure tilts her head.
“It’ll be two weeks tomorrow.” I’ve missed him, desperately. “And you know he doesn’t like that nickname.”
She shrugs. “It suits him.”
My friend says this as though it’s a bad thing. It isn’t. Edward is forty-three, thirteen years older than I am. His steadiness and his maturity are two of the many things I love about him.
And I do love him. My boyfriend might not look like a movie star. His blond hair is thinning and some unkind people might call him scrawny.
But he eats whatever he wants, is able to devour a tin of my cookies and not gain weight. And his hair, the few strands he still has, is baby fine, soft to the touch.
He’s also kind and intelligent, his eyes are a beautiful shade of blue, a couple of hues lighter than mine, and he treats me like a princess. He doesn’t care that I’m two dress sizes larger than I was when we first met; that I’m an accountant, a career many people find boring; that I’m not trendy or fashionable. He loves me the way I am.
I share none of this with Azure. My best friend isn’t as lucky as I am. She doesn’t yet have a permanent guy. The two men in her bedroom are casual lays.
Azure claims that’s because she doesn’t believe in monogamy. I think it’s because she hasn’t found ‘the one.’
“It’s been almost two weeks, huh?” She arches one of her eyebrows.
“We’ve both been busy.” We’ve never gone this long without seeing each other. This frustrates me sexually but it doesn’t worry me. I know why we’ve been apart. “Edward is hustling for clients, trying to make partner. I had month-end.”
“Those are excuses.” Azure waves her right hand dismissively. “If he wanted to see you, he would.”
“He’s busy.” Securing our future, ensuring we never have to struggle for money like my parents did.
“No man is too busy for sex.” She destroys another cookie.
Her bedroom door opens before I think of a reply. Rohaan, one of her meditation buddies, struts out, wearing absolutely nothing. The man is short and round and hairy, his chest covered by a thick mat of fur, but he has a reason to be confident.
He’s packing. I’ve never seen a cock as long or as thick as the one he’s been blessed with. It’s semi-erect and bobs as he walks. It’s impossible to gaze away from it.
Azure turns her head and frowns at him. “What did I say about leaving Evan unsupervised?”
“Oh fuck.” Rohaan changes course without another word and strides back into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
I blink, trying to purge images of his humongous cock from my brain. “Do I want to know why Evan can’t be left unsupervised?” I look at Azure.
“No.”
I wait. The expression on her face says she wants to tell me.
“Last time he was here, he stuck a curling iron up his ass.” She pauses. “While it was heated.”
“Ouch.” I wince. Then I think about this a little bit more. “Wait a minute.” Azure always allows her hair to dry naturally. “Do you own a curling iron?”
“No.”
“Did he stick my curling iron up his ass?”
“Don’t worry.” She avoids my gaze. “He replaced it.”
I open my mouth and then close it again. With Azure, it’s sometimes best not to know the details.
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He wants one night. I want forever.
Hit it and quit it—that’s Smoke Sheridan’s relationship philosophy. The tall, dark, and dangerous club owner never spends more than one night with any woman. He seduces the broken-hearted, leaving them with smiles on their faces and a sexual confidence other men can’t resist.
I need his services.
My boyfriend of four years dumped me because I’m a lousy lay. Smoke can help me win him back, teach me how to make my man writhe in ecstasy. I’ll show him such bliss, he’ll bellow my name in the dark of the night, want me with an all-consuming desire.
This sounds like a great plan. Except I see the loneliness in Smoke’s eyes, feel the wistfulness in his touch, experience the wanting in his embrace. The player isn’t as shallow as he appears.
And I’ve never been good at letting go.
One And Done contains inappropriate humor, very bad pickup lines, a BBW heroine who doesn’t know what she’s doing and a player who thinks he does.
This is a standalone story.
Buy Now:
On Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/One-Done-Cynthia-Sax-ebook/dp/B01FOVMF70
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One And Done Available For Pre-Order
One And Done is available for pre-order!
This is a standalone 300 page contemporary erotic romance featuring a curvy girl and a super slick player set in the same world as One Night With My Billionaire Master and The Good Assistant (in other words, set in Toronto – grins)
He wants one night. I want forever.
Hit it and quit it—that’s Smoke Sheridan’s relationship philosophy. The tall, dark, and dangerous club owner never spends more than one night with any woman. He seduces the broken-hearted, leaving them with smiles on their faces and a sexual confidence other men can’t resist.
I need his services.
My boyfriend of four years dumped me because I’m a lousy lay. Smoke can help me win him back, teach me how to make my man writhe in ecstasy. I’ll show him such bliss, he’ll bellow my name in the dark of the night, want me with an all-consuming desire.
This sounds like a great plan. Except I see the loneliness in Smoke’s eyes, feel the wistfulness in his touch, experience the wanting in his embrace. The player isn’t as shallow as he appears.
And I’ve never been good at letting go.
One And Done contains inappropriate humor, very bad pickup lines, a BBW heroine who doesn’t know what she’s doing and a player who thinks he does.
This is a standalone story.
Buy Now:
On Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/One-Done-Cynthia-Sax-ebook/dp/B01FOVMF70
On Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/One-Done-Cynthia-Sax-ebook/dp/B01FOVMF70
On ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-oneanddone-2040641-340.html
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Fourth Excerpt From Seducing My Billionaire Boss
This week, I’m sharing the fourth scene from Seducing My Billionaire Boss (part of the Salacious boxed set).
I move up and down his shaft, slowly at first, then faster and faster, intent on changing his expectations of blowjobs forever. My cheeks indent. My lips hum. My thoughts center around him.
Rob is equally focused on me, his undivided attention intoxicating. He wants me, needs me, craving the release I’ll give him.
I suck and lick and bob. He rocks into my mouth, slapping his balls against my chin. The sounds of hard shaft in moist mouth, skin against skin, ragged breathing, fill the room.
My nipples are taut and my panties damp. I yearn for his warmth. My satisfaction is tied to his.
I take him shallow, shallow, then deep, shallow, shallow, then deep. His pace increases, his eyes growing wild, his face flushed. His shaft glistens with moisture. His balls hug his body.
“Fuck. Can’t. Oh, fuck.” Rob’s powers of speech are failing.
He won’t last much longer. I stroke his taint, that sensitive stretch of skin between his nutsack and his asshole. It’s an often-neglected erogenous zone and I use it to drive him crazy.
“Kirsten.” He shakes. “I’m going to–”
I take him deep, suck hard and press down.
“Fuck,” he roars, thrusting upward. I move with him, riding his orgasm.
Hot spurts of cum shoot down my throat. I pull back and swallow again and again, milking him dry as he bucks. His essence coats my stomach, my heart, my soul, tingles spreading from my core to my fingertips.
Gradually, his movements lessen.
“Sweet Jesus.” Rob folds over me, resting his chin on the top of my head, his hands fluttering against my back. “You fried my brain.”
I flick my tongue over him, licking him clean, relishing every drop. “No one sucks cock like I do.” My voice is hoarse. “I told you that.”
“You weren’t lying.”
He strokes my spine up, down, up, down, as I nuzzle against his private curls, inhaling his scent, savoring his warmth. “Then we both agree that I gave the best head of the day?” I must have aced this part of the interview.
“You gave the only head of the day.” Rob pulls his pants and boxer shorts up, zips, buckles his belt, tucks his dress shirt in, righting his appearance. “No one else made it to this part of the interview.”
I rest my ass on my heels. “Good.” I don’t like the thought of any other woman touching him. “Are we done?”
“I was done the moment I met you.” He draws me upward and sets me sideways on his lap, his form solid under mine.
I roll my eyes. “I was talking about the interview.”
“Ahhh…” He cuddles me close to him. “There are more details to discuss.”
“Like what?”
“You won’t interview with anyone else.” Rob brushes my hair back from my face. At some time during the blowjob, I lost my hairpins.
“Only if you don’t interview anyone else.” I look up at him. “There’s no need to. You know I’m the best choice for the position.”
“So you tell me.” His eyes gleam.
“Because it’s the truth. Anything else?”
“This.” Rob covers my lips with his. The freaky bastard doesn’t care that I taste like him. He cups my face, not allowing me to pull away from him, and deepens the kiss, increasing the pressure on my flesh until I part for him, allow him inside.
He slides his tongue along mine, stroking into me. I moan, grasp his shoulders. Part of me knew kissing him would be like this—world-tilting, life-changing.
It scares the shit out of me. The position is temporary. He’s looking for a convenience fuck, a woman to use during his endless workday. Worst of all, he doesn’t care about my friend, an assistant who clearly adores him.
I can’t think of this as anything more, anything permanent.
Rob sinks his fingers into my hair, holding me to him, not knowing I don’t want to escape. Ever. He ravishes my mouth until my lips hum and my breathing is strained. I want him desperately, my panties are soaked, my nipples taut.
The fiend spirals my need skyward and then breaks our embrace, leaving me hanging. “You’re definitely one of the top candidates.”
One of the top candidates. His words douse my desire.
“I’m the only candidate you should be considering.” I slip off his lap and run my hands over my skirt, lowering the hem, irritated with him and with myself. “When will you make your decision?”
“Soon.” Rob watches me, his gaze concerned. “Kirsten—”
“I hope it’s soon.” I stride away from him, fed up with this game. “I hear Mr. Zanetti has a system conversion project he requires help with.”
“He won’t get any help from you.”
Mr. Zanetti, the company’s CIO, is young, intelligent, wealthy. He doesn’t interest me but some of the women think he’s good-looking. They don’t seem to mind that he’s rumored to share his lovers with two of his subordinates.
“If you hire me, you can decide who I help or don’t help.” I open the door. “If you don’t, what I do will be none of your business.” I leave and don’t look back.
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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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Third Excerpt From Seducing My Billionaire Boss
This week, I’m sharing the third scene from Seducing My Billionaire Boss (part of the Salacious boxed set).
“Right.” My lips twist. I’d forgotten about the next part of his interview process, part of me hoping the rumors were wrong, that he doesn’t truly want an office plaything. “You expect a blowjob.”
He reels back as though struck. “What?”
“You ask all of the candidates you’re seriously considering to give you a blowjob, to test their skills, make certain they can satisfy you sexually.”
“Let me guess—everyone knows this also.” Rob’s tone is dry.
“Yep.”
I wait and wait and wait for his response.
“Well?” I prompt. “Am I being seriously considered?’
Rob gazes at me. I gaze back at him. Emotion flows between us—want and need and something more, something that has always colored our interactions.
“You’re clever and resourceful.” His voice warms with admiration. “You wouldn’t do anything you didn’t want to do.”
I don’t like his implication. He thinks I want to give him this blowjob. “I’m doing this to protect Mrs. Bellows. That’s the only reason.”
“Hmmm…” This is the sound he makes when he thinks I’m full of shit.
“I am,” I insist.
Rob’s lips curl upward. “Then show me you’re the best candidate for the job.” He pushes his chair back. “Come here and suck me off.”
Holy hell. This is truly happening. I’m about to suck Robert Reyes’ cock.
“I am the best candidate.” I saunter around the desk, my hips swaying, feigning confidence I don’t feel. “No one gives head like I do.”
“I’ll be the judge of that.” His black dress pants are tented around a sizable erection and one of my worries dissipates. I’m his last interview. I was concerned he’d be sexually sated, satisfied by the previous candidates.
He’s not. He’s hard for me.
I kneel before him. The carpet is lush and thick against my knees, the floor unrelenting. That’s how he’ll feel also—softness over steel.
“Have you imagined this also?” I rub my fingers over his dress pants, stroking his thighs up and down, up and down. His muscles are flexed, defined. There’s no trace of lipstick, no long blonde hairs, no scent of perfume. “Me sucking you off?”
“Fuck, yeah.” His voice deepens.
I skim my fingers over him. “You’re long and thick. I like that.”
“I’m glad you approve of my cock.” Rob spreads his legs, allowing me more access to him. “I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”
I nudge him to the side and unzip him carefully. “I doubt you could.” I unbuckle his belt. He lifts his ass. I push his pants and boxer shorts to his ankles. My fingers didn’t lie. He’s huge, his shaft straight, brown hair curling around his base.
Again, there’s no trace of another woman, no sign that he’s already come today. The tension in my shoulders eases. I can pretend I’m his first, his only.
Rob watches me as I caress him, my face a lick away from his cock. I nuzzle his balls, inhaling the musky scent of him. I have the executive I’ve secretly lusted over in the palm of my hand. Soon I’ll take him inside my mouth, taste him.
I play with his cock, exploring this intimate part of him, following the veins on his shaft with my fingers, circling his rim, brushing over his silky soft cock head.
“You’re driving me insane.” Rob lifts into my exploration. “Wrap those ever-moving lips around me, and give me that blowjob you promised.”
I lave him from base to tip with the flat of my tongue. He shudders, his response gratifyingly intense. “I don’t know. Do you think you can handle that much bliss?” I nibble along his shaft. “It might be too much for you.”
“Suck me,” he growls, the low, deep sound thrilling me. “I can handle it.” A dab of pre-cum forms on his cock head.
I flick my tongue over it. “Hmmm…” The man is delicious. I poke into his slit, searching for more flavor, more of him.
Rob loses his patience. He threads his fingers through my hair, curving his hands over my scalp, and pulls me closer. I push my lips past his tip and sink down, down, down, maintaining the pressure I know he needs.
A rumble of primitive satisfaction rolls up his chest as his cock fills my mouth. I cradle him with my tongue, savoring the feel of him.
His tip taps the back of my throat. I meet his gaze. His eyes glitter, an unspoken challenge I can’t resist. I tilt my head back, taking the rest of him, sealing my lips around his base.
“What the fuck?” Rob stares down at me.
Judging by his expression, none of the other candidates took all of him.
I inhale. His eyelids lower and his face contorts in ecstasy. His hips lift.
I release him, withdrawing, and his ass smacks against the chair seat. No one can match my cocksucking skills. I smile around his shaft. This job and this man are mine.
“That was unbelievable.” Rob’s voice is filled with wonder.
I laugh, his appreciation of my skills making me giddy. “I’m merely getting started.”
“God help me.”
God help us both, because I want this, want him, not to protect Mrs. Bellows, but because I desire him. This fucked-up realization will never be shared with anyone. There’s no way in hell I’ll give Rob that power, that advantage, over me.
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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.
Pre-order Now:
On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Salacious-Hungers-Presents-Michele-Bardsley-ebook/dp/B019G2AVFG/
On B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/salacious-michele-bardsley/1123131816
On Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/salacious-2
February
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Second Excerpt From Seducing My Billionaire Boss
Last week, I shared the first scene from Seducing My Billionaire Boss (part of the Salacious boxed set).
Here is the second scene from Seducing My Billionaire Boss.
“I didn’t know how big of a bastard you were until last week.” I jam my fist on my hips. “How dare you try to replace Mrs. Bellows after all she’s done for you? She’s your biggest supporter within the company, constantly singing your praises to everyone who will–”
“I’m not replacing her.” He places the tissue in the wastebasket. “I’m helping her. If you took two minutes and read the job posting before applying, you’d know the role I’m filling is her assistant, not mine.”
“Right.” Does he think I’m an idiot? “Then why are you interviewing candidates and not Mrs. Bellows? Why are these interviews happening on her day off?”
He opens his mouth.
“And even if you truly wanted an assistant for your assistant, your candidates have different objectives. Most of them plan to push her out of her job. They’d smile in her face and knife her in the back simply to sit in her chair.”
“Except you.”
“Except me.” I nod. “She’s a dear sweet lady, one of the nicest women I’ve ever known.”
“I agree.”
“And I plan to protect her.” I ignore his comment. “If that means taking this fuckin’ fabricated job and fulfilling all of your crazy sexual demands, so be it.”
“Sexual demands?”
“I know what you want. Everyone knows.” I glower. “Now that the no-fraternization rule has lifted, you desire a hot piece of ass that you can fuck during office hours. You’re a pig.”
“Everyone thinks this?” Rob lifts his eyebrows.
“Everyone knows this.”
“That explains the last four interviews.” He rubs his face. “The last candidate–”
“Showed you her breasts.” I glower. “I’m aware of that.” I unbutton my suit jacket and pull down my camisole, taking the cups of my bra with it. “These are breasts.” My nipples tighten in the cool air. “Cerise Case’s pair doesn’t compare to these.” I’m a big woman with a big rack.
Rob’s gaze lowers. I wait as he peruses my breasts slowly, leisurely. He obviously likes what he sees, his eyes darkening.
Silence stretches. He doesn’t say anything, doesn’t tell me my breasts are better.
“Well?” I demand.
Rob blinks once, twice. “What?”
“Are they the best you’ve seen today?”
“They’re the best I’ve seen in my lifetime.” He leans forward and inhales deeply, his nostrils flaring. “They’re even better than I envisioned.”
He has envisioned my breasts. Joy unfurls inside me. “Then I’m qualified for this job.” I cover myself up again.
He shakes his head, appearing dazed. “There are other qualifications. This is an assistant position. You’re a project manager.”
“It’s a temporary position which makes it a project.” My goal for this project is to keep Mrs. Bellows employed. “And don’t give me that ‘you’re overqualified’ bullshit.” I pace back and forth. “I finished my last project at the end of the month and have been sitting on my thumbs since then.”
“I know.”
“If I choose to take this position, that’s my business, not yours. I can do the job. That’s all you should be concerned about.”
His lips twitch. “You do realize the job is to help me.”
“It’s to help Mrs. Bellows.”
“She helps me. I’m your executive. I expect you to respect me.”
“In public.” I roll my eyes. “Have I ever disrespected you in front of other people?”
Rob opens his mouth, hesitates, then closes it again.
“Exactly, jackass. I haven’t.”
“Your language–”
“Again, have I ever cursed in public?” I shoot down this next excuse not to hire me. “Have I ever once told you to fuck off while other people could hear me, no matter how badly you deserved it?”
His forehead furrows.
“I’m a professional, Rob, and I’ll be yours to command.” I wave my hands. “During office hours, I’ll do anything you want—oral, anal, hell, I’ll let you fuck my hair if that’s your kink.”
My hair, currently confined in the usual chignon, is thick and long. It’s a vanity of mine, one of my best features, and past fuckbuddies have been fascinated with it.
Rob’s gaze lifts to the tendrils. “How would that work?”
“You wrap the strands around your cock and jack off.” I stop my pacing, turn and face him. “I’m the best Goddamn candidate for this job. You know this.”
He meets my gaze squarely. “That’s yet to be determined, Kirsten.”
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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.
Pre-order Now:
On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Salacious-Hungers-Presents-Michele-Bardsley-ebook/dp/B019G2AVFG/
On B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/salacious-michele-bardsley/1123131816
On Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/salacious-2
February
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Upcoming Releases – 2016
My releases are completed for 2015 but we have so much to look forward to in 2016. I thought I’d take a moment and talk about upcoming Cynthia Sax stories.
ALL of my stories releasing in 2016 can be read on their own. They might be linked to other stories (for example: we first met Crash in Releasing Rage. If you’ve read that story, you’ll know more about our hero.) but you can read them solo.
January
I have not one, but TWO releases in January. Both are parts of boxed sets. Why? Because these boxed sets are priced the same as my single stories and you’ll receive stories from other writers as a bonus! You know I am all about the value for my reading buddies. (big hugs)
Test Driving The Billionaire – Contemporary Erotic Romance – January 12th
This is a 30 page short story and will be part of the For The First Time boxed set (along with stories from 20, yes, 20 other writers).
Here is the blurb
Test Driving The Billionaire
Drift Dornan, my billionaire boss, has a need for speed and sports the tattoos to prove it. He spends every spare moment at the track, with me in his passenger seat, driving speeds that make my heart pound and my fingers curl. My crazy sexy boss likes his cars fast and his women even faster.
I desperately want him to take me for a spin. But there’s a bump in that road. I’m a virgin, lacking the experience required to give him the erotic thrills he’s accustomed to.
Will he slow down enough to let me catch him?
Seducing My Billionaire Boss – Contemporary Erotic Romance – January 12th
This is a 100 novella and will be part of the Salacious boxed set (along with stories from 7 other writers).
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.
Pre-order Now:
On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Salacious-Hungers-Presents-Michele-Bardsley-ebook/dp/B019G2AVFG/
On B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/salacious-michele-bardsley/1123131816
On Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/salacious-2
February
Crash And Burn – Cyborg Erotic Romance – February 23rd
This is Crash’s long awaited story (thank you for your patience) and will be the same length as Releasing Rage and Breathing Vapor.
Crash And Burn
Crash was manufactured to be one of the best warriors in the universe. The cyborg has spent many human lifespans fighting the enemy. But, unlike his battle-loving brethren, he doesn’t enjoy killing. When he escapes the Humanoid Alliance, he vows to never end another life.
Then he meets Safyre, an infuriating human female, and he considers breaking his vow.
Safyre will do anything to save her friend, the being she loves like a sister. She’ll ravish a huge hunky cyborg, kiss his best friend, and invoke scorching hot desires the male never realized he could feel. Dark soulful eyes, a quick wit, and a tempestuous passion won’t divert her from her mission.
Love, and a planet-destroying weapon, however, might stop her permanently.
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On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Crash-Burn-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B019EBKIF2
On Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Crash-Burn-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook-x/dp/B019EBKIF2/
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On B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/crash-and-burn-cynthia-sax/1123141101
On Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-ca/ebook/crash-and-burn-13
March
Fighting For My Billionaire Boss – Contemporary Erotic Romance
I don’t yet have a release date for this story but it is approximately 100 pages and will be set in the same world as One Night With My Billionaire Master and The Good Assistant.
Fighting For My Billionaire Boss
My boss, Brick Armitage, is one of the most eligible bachelors in the city. He’s handsome, young, the billionaire CEO of an online company. Brick dates stunning supermodels and famous actresses; the most beautiful women on the planet.
I’m determined to be the next woman he kisses, touches, pleases. To land the man I love, I’ll become the delicate lady he seems to prefer. No cussing. No sprawling over the furniture. No punching the pretty out of Brick’s trash-talking ex.
When I fail at this and the footage of my brawling goes viral, will I lose my sophisticated billionaire forever or is a scrapper exactly who he needs?
May
Defying Death – Cyborg Erotic Romance
I’m writing this story now (the first scene thrills me) so I don’t have very many details to share except it will be releasing in May and it will, as with all of the cyborg stories, stand alone.
Second Half Of 2016
I plan to write at least two more cyborg stories and two more billionaire romances. That’s all I know thus far. (grins)
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
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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.
Pre-order Now:
On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Salacious-Hungers-Presents-Michele-Bardsley-ebook/dp/B019G2AVFG/
On B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/salacious-michele-bardsley/1123131816
On Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/salacious-2
February
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