Next week is the beginning of the new year, and what else can I do but celebrate with a new book? But this isn’t just any new release! It’s a mega bundle, eleven hot stories in one hot package! Here’s a taste of what’s inside:
I felt ridiculous in that outfit… but also sexy. His eyes seemed to shine when he saw me and it was kind of fun to be on my knees washing the kitchen floor while he stood behind me.
“There are spots,” he said when I finished. “You need to do it again.”
His face darkened. “Again.”
So I did. He was a total asshole and I was relieved when he left me alone for a while. It was after one by the time I finished and my stomach was growling. I found my bleach stained uniform—I didn’t want to imagine what Gertrude would say when she saw it—and fished out a nutrition bar from one of the pockets. I wolfed it down in three bites but of course Mr. Forrester saw me at just that moment.
“You better not be getting crumbs on my floor,” he said. “Don’t you have more work to do?”
“I’m just taking my lunch break.”
“After showing up late?”
“It wasn’t even a minute!” I exclaimed, then immediately regretted it. One complaint, and I was fired.
“Out of curiosity, what made you take this job?” he asked instead.
“I needed the money.”
“Interesting. You don’t seem like the kind of girl who has a lack of funds.”
I looked down at my feet, now in the black heels he gave me. “My parents cut me off.”
“That explains it.” He turned around. “Come with me. It’s time for the upstairs.”
I wanted to sigh, but I kept it to myself and followed him. His ass looked surprisingly good as he climbed up the stairs. I didn’t want it to be too obvious, but I think he caught me staring anyway.
“The bedroom is this way,” he said. I nearly jumped, wondering how he knew what I was thinking. But no, that wasn’t what he wanted. Unfortunately.
The room was nice, a fireplace on one side, a king sized bed on the other. I thought the writing desk in the corner was especially quaint. But it looked perfectly clean, so I wasn’t sure why he brought me here.
“What do you want me to do?” I asked.
“Vacuuming, changing the sheets,” he said.
“That should be no—”
“Although what I really want to do is take you over my knee and spank you until your ass is red.”
There’s something for everyone here, so be sure to pick it up and have a great 2017!