I’ve got a supersized surprise waiting for you! A collection of 43 short stories and one novella, all hotter than you can handle. Here’s an excerpt from just one spicy story:
Blake’s car was sleek and black, with heated leather seats and an engine that roared to life. The driveway was still packed with cars but he was a skilled enough driver to slide between the vehicles with inches to spare.
He didn’t talk while he was driving, just focused his attention on the road. His car moved as quick and sure-footed as a jungle cat. The trees ripped by them and Maddie held her breath as they approached some curves even though by the time she realized they were there they were already left behind in a cloud of dust.
He slowed a bit as they entered the city, but she thought they were still going well above the speed limit. She wasn’t surprised that they were heading to the upper west side, where the wealthiest of the wealthy lived. Then it hit her. Why his name sounded so familiar. Blake Wilson owned a multi-billion dollar company. Maddie looked at him, told herself that he couldn’t be the same man she saw on the cover of magazines… But he was.
Blake pulled into a parking garage and killed the engine. Maddie’s heart thudded in her chest as he came around to help her out. She smiled at him weakly in thanks, her voice once again locked up tight.
“Don’t be nervous,” he said. “I won’t bite. Unless you want me to.”
She couldn’t help but giggle at that and it put her more at ease. They rode the elevator up to the penthouse, his place. Her breath caught in her throat as she stepped inside, dazzled by the view. The entire east side of the living room was glass that looked out on an infinity pool that seemed to disappear over the edge of the building. She thought that if she looked over, she would see the water falling to the street below.
Blake came up and put his arm around her. “Like what you see?”
“I’ve never done anything like this before,” she admitted.
“I thought not. When I asked you to come back to my place, I thought you were going to faint.”
“I’m surprised I didn’t,” she said, more bitter than she intended. “I was raised to believe that sex was always wrong, but it was least wrong between a husband and wife.”
He scoffed. “What nonsense. No wonder the party was such a shock to you.”
Maddie wasn’t sure what to say, and he was staring at her, his eyes probing, seeing everything about her. She bit her lip as he approached, unable to believe that it was really her doing this, at the home of a man she just met, letting him put his arms around her and pull her close. She didn’t even let Jason hold her hand on their first day.
As he kissed her, his lips warm and his tongue dancing with hers, she realized what it was that made Blake different from Jason. He was a real man, one who ignored her reticence and put his hands on her, felt her all over, shoved her skirt up. He wanted her and wasn’t afraid to show it.
He pushed her down on the couch, one hand unzipping her dress. Back when she put it on, she had complained to Christa about not being able to wear a bra with it. “I’ll feel exposed,” she said, and sure enough she did. But now she was glad for it because it meant Blake’s hands could easily get to her tits and pinch the nipples until she moaned.