Fighting For My Billionaire Boss – Second Excerpt
I’m sharing the second scene from the first chapter of Fighting For My Billionaire Boss today.
Gretchen is his woman of the week: a tall, gorgeous, blonde actress sporting surgically enhanced breasts bigger than my head. They’re perfect, a thing of beauty, defying gravity and all other laws of science. I can’t help but stare at them every time she visits.
Gretchen doesn’t mind the gawking. Brick’s latest woman is, unfortunately, a drama whore, appearing in the tabloids at least once a week. I suspect that is the reason she’s considered for as many parts as she is. The studios know she’ll bring attention to any movie release she’s attached to.
Although Brick acts like he shuns the spotlight, he’s always drawn to this type of woman. And they’re drawn to him because he’s handsome, young, and a billionaire, the combination ensuring constant media buzz.
This is the first time I’ve heard of him indulging in sex games, though. The idea of my usually dominant boss being the submissive in a relationship, however short-lived, disturbs me. I thought I knew him. “I didn’t realize you were into that.”
“I’m not.” His lips twist. “I won’t be seeing Gretchen again.”
Yes, I inwardly cheer, keeping my expression as blank as I can manage. “Too bad. It would have been eight days today. She could have tied Trinity for the record.”
“Ha.” He doesn’t see the humor in this that I do. “What did you bring us for breakfast?”
“Scones.” I return to my side of the desk, take one out of the bag. “They’re blueberry.” The hope is that addition will make them more edible. I find a paper napkin, place the baked good on it, slide it toward him.
Brick’s permafrown deepens. He opens his mouth.
“Eat it,” I cut off his protests. “The Queen has scones every day.”
“She’s British. It’s expected.”
“You speak English. That’s almost British.” I ignore his eye-rolling. “Here is your coffee—black.” I push the disposable cup toward him.
He reaches for it, curling his long fingers around the cup. I want those fingers on me but that won’t ever happen, will it? I glower at the tray.
“Are you continuing the self-torture today, Miss Henderson?” Brick misinterprets the source of my unhappiness.
“If you’re asking if I ordered tea, I did,” I reply primly. “It’s an acquired taste and I plan to acquire it.” This is part of my continued quest to become more feminine, to make him see me as a woman. Once I’m successful, he’ll want me.
“You hate tea.”
“I’ll learn to love it.” I sit in one of the guest chairs. “I’ll also learn to love scones.” I extract my baked good from its brown paper wrapper and nibble on a corner of it. The blueberries don’t help with the taste. It’s still as dry and tasteless as cardboard.
“If you insist on drinking tea, you should drink it the right way.” Brick turns, retrieves a blue box from the shelf behind him, and sets it on the desk. “This is for you.”
“For me?” I wiggle with excitement. “But it isn’t even my birthday.”
“Not for another seven months and twenty-one days.”
I don’t ask why my boss is counting the days until my birthday. I’m too intrigued by the box before me. “I’m opening it.”
He dips his head.
I remove the lid. A dainty little teacup, white with pink carnations, is nestled inside. “How beautiful.”
“It’s beautiful and durable.” Brick’s eyes gleam. “It looks like fine china yet it won’t easily chip or break.”
Does he believe I’m too rough, too manlike to handle real fine china? Some of my joy dims. “It’s gorgeous.” I lift the teacup out of the box. “And there’s a matching saucer.” I look under it. “And a plate.”
“For your scone.” He sounds pleased with himself.
“For our scones.” I place both of them on the plate. “Did you buy a set for yourself?”
“I’m drinking coffee.”
“You can drink coffee out of a teacup.” I transfer my beverage. “We’ll start every day with a tea party.” Ladies have tea parties. I’m having a tea party. Therefore, I must be a lady. He’s intelligent. He’ll make that connection.
“We’re not having tea parties.” His grip on his ugly brown disposable cup tightens. “I’m your boss, your CEO.”
I gaze at him blankly, not knowing what that has to do with tea parties.
“A man,” Brick adds.
“Men can take part in tea parties.”
“Not straight men,” he mutters.
“Don’t worry.” I pat his arm. Joy zings through my body at that mere contact. “We’ll find you a masculine set, no flowers.” I retreat, clasping my cup, slumping back in my chair. “It’ll be wonderful.”
“Wonderful isn’t the word I’d use.” Brick’s gaze flicks to my sprawled bare legs. I sit straighter and primly close my knees. His lips twitch. “Why are you wearing multiple skirts?”
“They’re petticoats.” I fluff my full thigh-length skirt. “They’re very feminine.”
He grunts and drinks his coffee.
Okay. My skirt might be a little too frou-frou for the office. But the fitted blazer helps to offset it, giving my outfit more of a stuffy insurance company feel.
Brick breaks off a piece of his scone and pops it into his mouth. I do the same and cough. The damn thing is sucking the moisture from my mouth. I sip on my tea and wince. It’s flavored hot water.
“Why you torture yourself, I don’t know.” He shakes his head and devours more of the nasty baked good I inflicted upon him. My billionaire might grumble but he tolerates my culinary abuse.
We eat and drink in companionable silence. This is nice. It would be nicer if we were both naked and I was sitting on his lap, but he doesn’t see me that way. Not yet. I’ll take what I can get right now.
“You need a date for tonight’s gala,” I remind him.
Gretchen will want to be his date. The St. James Charity Gala is one of Toronto’s most important social events. Arriving on the arm of a dashing billionaire will ensure she gets the media attention she craves.
Before she returns, offering an insincere apology and making false promises, I have to make my move.
“If you’re stuck, I could accompany you,” I not-so-flippantly suggest.
Brick’s gaze flicks upward, meeting mine.
Say yes. Say yes. Say yes, I silently coax.
Read the next scene (available April 6th): http://tasteofcyn.com/2016/04/06/fighting-for-my-billionaire-boss-third-excerpt/
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Love is worth the fight.
My boss, Brick Armitage, is one of the most eligible bachelors in the city. He’s handsome, young, and 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.
But when I fail at this and the footage of my brawling goes viral, will I lose my sophisticated billionaire forever, or will he realize a scrapper is exactly who he needs?
Buy Now:
On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Fighting-My-Billionaire-Boss-Infamous-ebook/dp/B01AS4ZA0C/
On Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Fighting-My-Billionaire-Boss-Infamous-ebook/dp/B01AS4ZA0C/
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Upcoming Releases – 2016
I thought I’d take a moment and talk about my planned releases for the year.
May
Defying Death – Cyborg Erotic Romance – Releasing May 17th
Defying Death
He’ll risk it all for one moment of happiness.
Cyborgs don’t show emotion. Death learned that lesson early in his long lifespan. To survive, he hides his fierce passions behind a stoic wall. He calls no warrior friend. He never admits to caring for any being.
Even the human female he’s destined to love.
Tifara is Death’s obsession, his sole opportunity for happiness, to express the all-consuming passion burning brightly inside him. He’ll do anything to obtain the curvaceous medic: defy a direct order, abduct Tifara from her battle station, and wage war on his fellow cyborgs.
To earn her love, he’ll have to risk much, much more.
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Defying-Death-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B01D6OUQS2/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Defying-Death-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B01D6OUQS2/
ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-defyingdeath-2001671-147.html
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/defying-death-cynthia-sax/1123562659
Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/defying-death-2
June
One And Done – Contemporary Erotic Romance
This will be a longer story, over 300 pages long (depending on your eReader).
Here is the VERY rough blurb
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, teaching me how to make men writhe in ecstasy, 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.
August
Chasing Mayhem – Cyborg Erotic Romance
I’m writing this story right now. The hero is, of course, Mayhem, a J model cyborg we first met in Crash And Burn. He appears in Defying Death also. His heroine is Imee, a kick ass Retriever for the Humanoid Alliance. She’s the female Menace jokes about in Defying Death.
November
Commanding Her Cyborgs (rough title) – Cyborg Erotic Romance
Ace and Thrasher are the heroes in this story. We first met Ace and Thrasher in Breathing Vapor. They appear in Defying Death also. The heroine will be the Commander of the rebel battle station. She’s an older female (as the cyborgs don’t age, they find older females even more exotic) and has enough experience to keep these two males in line. (grins)
December
Jumping Barrel – Cyborg Erotic Romance Short Story
Barrel is the hero. We first met him in Releasing Rage. He also appears in Being Green. This short story will be given for free to newsletter subscribers.
These are all of the stories I know I’m releasing for certain in 2016.
I’ll keep you posted when I know more!
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Fighting For My Billionaire Boss – First Excerpt
I’m sharing the first scene from the first chapter of Fighting For My Billionaire Boss today.
I’m graceful, I tell myself as I weave between the cubicles. A cardboard tray containing breakfast for my boss and myself is balanced on my right palm. Not a drop of the liquid in the ugly brown disposable cups has spilled.
Because I’m a fuckin’ gazelle, the most elegant of the antelopes.
“Morning, Lu,” Chanelle calls out. The women gathered around her repeat the greeting.
I smile and wave. They wave back.
They don’t invite me to join them.
This oversight could be due to my position in the organization. I’m the assistant to Brick Armitage, CEO and founder of the online insurance company we work for. He’s intimidating. I’m his second in command, privy to all of his thoughts and actions.
But the lack of invitation is more likely due to the fact that I’m not a real girl.
Oh, I was born a female and have all of the necessary parts—breasts, small yet still noticeable, an ass, also small, shoulder-length curly brown hair, a dainty, some would say, elfin face. Most men, including my boss, tower over me.
I simply lack the training most girls get.
My mother left when I was three years old, unable to handle my three brothers and me. It was easier for my father to treat me like another boy, dressing me in jeans, taking me to ballgames, teaching me how to fight.
I didn’t give a shit about this when I was younger. I was proud of my rowdy nature, that I could hold my own with my brothers and their friends.
It was when I became interested in boys and they didn’t return my interest, continuing to treat me like one of the guys, that I started to care. Not a lot. But enough to read fashion magazines and watch tutorials on applying makeup.
Then I met Brick, my sexy manwhore of a boss, and that caring was compounded by a zillion times. He captured my heart, although he doesn’t know this. Accustomed to dating ultra-feminine supermodels and famous actresses, he doesn’t see me as a woman.
I’m determined to change his view.
I make a beeline to his office, my pastel blue skirt swirling around my thighs, my heels thumping against the industrial gray carpet.
My boss has his door partially open. I scrunch my forehead. He’s normally not here this early in the morning.
I knock, don’t wait for an answer, and push inside, a smile on my face.
The space smells of his woodsy cologne and him. I breathe deeply, taking that part of him inside of me, and desire unfurls within me, a steady, throbbing need I experience whenever I’m in my billionaire’s presence.
The man himself sits behind his big wooden desk, his head bowed, the overhead lights picking up the ink-blue highlights in his black hair. Brick is clad in his usual dark suit, white shirt, dark tie. He’s frowning down at his tablet screen, his lips as grimly set as always.
My boss is SERIOUS, in all caps, rarely cracking a smile, and the stormy pent-up passion constantly brewing inside him turns me on. I set the tray on his desk. “You beat me into the office this morning.” Usually, I’m first in. “Why are you here so early?”
He lifts his chin, giving me a clear view of his face.
I gasp.
“Fuck.” I gape at him, forgetting my goal of having a cuss-free day. “What the hell happened to you?” I rush around the desk, needing to survey the damage.
Brick swivels his chair to face me. “It’s nothing.”
“It’s not nothing.” I trace the scratches on his left cheek, the red gouges in his perfectly tanned skin. “Who hurt you?” I demand. “Tell me who is responsible for this and I’ll smack that person into the next century.” No one hurts my boss, the man I secretly love, and gets away with it.
“You aren’t smacking anyone, Miss Henderson.” He covers my hand with his, pressing my palm against him. “As you constantly remind me, you’re a lady.”
“Don’t joke about this.” I glare at him.
“You’re right. I shouldn’t joke about it.”
He is seated in his black leather captain’s chair. I stand before him, my hand on his face. His hand is on mine, holding me to him. He’s my boss yet this feels right. I’m meant to be here, to be touching him.
Brick’s gaze lifts and locks with mine. His brown eyes darken with emotion. “There’s something I should tell you.”
“Yes?” I lean toward him. He’ll tell me now that he wants me, that he can’t live without me. Brick will kiss me and touch me and make me his. My thighs graze his parted knees and I tremble, feeling that contact in my soul.
Brick leans forward also. Our lips are a whisper apart. That connection I always feel between us intensifies, pulling us together, linking us in a way that is more than physical, more than intellectual.
His breath wafts against my cheeks. My heart pounds.
Should I kiss him? Should I?
Yes, I’m going to risk—
“Fuck. I can’t do this.” He sighs and releases me.
Damn it. I waited too long and the moment is gone.
“I can’t bring you into my crazy life.” His words are edged with resignation.
I continue to cup his cheek, doggedly maintaining this slender contact with him, hoping the passion or whatever it was we were just experiencing will return. “I’m your assistant. I’m already part of your crazy life.”
“This had nothing to do with work, Miss Henderson.” My boss avoids my gaze. “This is a private situation that got out of control.” Pink creeps up his neck.
“A private situation,” I repeat. “Oh.” I realize what that means and the last of my arousal dissipates. “I see.” I drop my hand, feeling like a fool for thinking Brick Armitage wanted, needed me. “The scratches were part of kinky times with Gretchen, huh?”
My humor is forced.
I’m so damn jealous; I could spit.
Read the next scene (available March 30th): http://tasteofcyn.com/2016/03/30/fighting-for-my-billionaire-boss-second-excerpt/
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Love is worth the fight.
My boss, Brick Armitage, is one of the most eligible bachelors in the city. He’s handsome, young, and 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.
But when I fail at this and the footage of my brawling goes viral, will I lose my sophisticated billionaire forever, or will he realize a scrapper is exactly who he needs?
Buy Now:
On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Fighting-My-Billionaire-Boss-Infamous-ebook/dp/B01AS4ZA0C/
On Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Fighting-My-Billionaire-Boss-Infamous-ebook/dp/B01AS4ZA0C/
On ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-fightingformybillionaireboss-1968442-149.html
On B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/fighting-for-my-billionaire-boss-cynthia-sax/1123343805
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Fighting For My Billionaire Boss – The Necklace
In Fighting For My Billionaire Boss, Brick gives Lu a necklace. Here’s a snippet from the scene
He opens a drawer, extracts a flat black box. “I don’t want anyone to mistake who you are to me.” Brick opens the lid.
I blink, dazzled by diamond flowers set amidst delicate gold leaves. The necklace is a work of art, classic and fine, a piece of jewelry a real lady would be proud to wear. “Oh, Brick.” Emotion threatens to overwhelm me. “It’s too much.”
This isn’t a gift a man might give to his lover. This is a future heirloom he’d give to his wife.
“It’s not enough.” He fastens it for me, the gold cool against my skin, and he guides me to a mirror. “But it will suffice for now.”
This is a real necklace.
You can see the details here
http://www.langantiques.com/antique-diamond-necklace-4.html
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Love is worth the fight.
My boss, Brick Armitage, is one of the most eligible bachelors in the city. He’s handsome, young, and 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.
But when I fail at this and the footage of my brawling goes viral, will I lose my sophisticated billionaire forever, or will he realize a scrapper is exactly who he needs?
Buy Now:
On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Fighting-My-Billionaire-Boss-Infamous-ebook/dp/B01AS4ZA0C/
On Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Fighting-My-Billionaire-Boss-Infamous-ebook/dp/B01AS4ZA0C/
On ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-fightingformybillionaireboss-1968442-149.html
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Fighting For My Billionaire Boss Releases!
Fighting For My Billionaire Boss releases today! Woot!
Love is worth the fight.
My boss, Brick Armitage, is one of the most eligible bachelors in the city. He’s handsome, young, and 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.
But when I fail at this and the footage of my brawling goes viral, will I lose my sophisticated billionaire forever, or will he realize a scrapper is exactly who he needs?
Buy Now:
On Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Fighting-My-Billionaire-Boss-Infamous-ebook/dp/B01AS4ZA0C/
On Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Fighting-My-Billionaire-Boss-Infamous-ebook/dp/B01AS4ZA0C/
On ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-fightingformybillionaireboss-1968442-149.html
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For The First Time – USA Today Bestseller
Woot! For The First Time hit the USA Today Bestseller List!
Thank you to Skye Warren for all of her hard work on this boxed set. She ROCKS!
20 never before (and perhaps never again) released sexy short stories from some of the hottest writing folks in Romanceland plus 1 story from me (grins)
My story is Testing Driving The Billionaire.
Here is the blurb;
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?
Buy Now:
Kindle: http://amzn.to/1Pl0ICL
Nook: http://bit.ly/1mQ7vK7
iBooks: http://apple.co/1NSBCqt
Kobo: http://bit.ly/1VZrf9C
Google Play: http://bit.ly/1OnvTcs
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Release Day For Salacious!
Salacious released today!
A boxset, sure to satisfy contemporary BDSM, ménage and MM lovers, written by eight bestselling and award-winning erotic romance authors.
My story is Seducing My Billionaire Boss.
Here is the blurb;
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.
Buy Now:
Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Salacious-Hungers-Presents-Michele-Bardsley-ebook/dp/B019G2AVFG/
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/salacious-michele-bardsley/1123131816
Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/salacious-2
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For The First Time Releases
Woot! For The First Time is now available!
20 never before (and perhaps never again) released sexy short stories from some of the hottest writing folks in Romanceland plus 1 story from me (grins)
My story is Testing Driving The Billionaire.
Here is the blurb;
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?
Buy Now:
Kindle: http://amzn.to/1Pl0ICL
Nook: http://bit.ly/1mQ7vK7
iBooks: http://apple.co/1NSBCqt
Kobo: http://bit.ly/1VZrf9C
Google Play: http://bit.ly/1OnvTcs
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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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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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