You'll be left wanting a Dr. Ryan Andrews of your own.---------- Warning: This story contains mature humor, a lot of cursing, and of course, sexual situations. It’s intended for adult readers who enjoy that kind of thing. ---------- Sexual Surrogate (Definition): A sexual surrogate, sometimes called a surrogate partner, is a member of a sex therapy team consisting of client(s), supervising therapist, and surrogate. Some couples attend sexual surrogacy sessions together, while some people (either single or in a couple) attend them alone. The surrogate engages in education and often intimate physical contact and/or sexual activity with clients to achieve a therapeutic goal. - Wikipedia ---------- Dual POV with no cliffhanger. Stand-alone book 1 in The Off-Limits series.

    She’s thrilled to land the “Receptionist Plus” position at Maddox Brothers Inc. Now she can continue to pay the bills for her mentally ill mother’s care facility.But Tessa is shocked by the punishments her handsome new bosses dole out for her very minor mistakes. She’s even more shocked at how aroused she becomes when they discipline her.The stakes seem to get higher with each round of punishments. How far will this one-upmanship between the brothers go? And with one of them, Tessa finds herself wanting him to take her farther than she’s ever gone before.Content Warning: Not for readers offended by fantasy inappropriate office behavior. Like many Lyla Sinclair stories, this novella contains various BDSM elements, including domination, restraint, corporal punishment, anal sex as well as unconventional use of office supplies. (This is not a ménage story.)

    Then he told me that I needed to take his Jaguar to a car wash that was ten miles outside of the city, but only after I needed to stand in a never-ending line to buy some type of limited, hundred-dollar watch.I honestly can't wait to see the look on his face two months from now when I tell him that I'm quitting his company and that he can kiss my ass. KISS. MY. ASS.All those former fantasies about him kissing me with his "mouth of perfection" or bending me over my desk and filling me with his cock are long over. OVER.Your bestie,MyaPS--Please tell me your day is going better than mine...Subject: Re: My Boss.No, you haven't already told me that you hate your boss today, but seeing as though you've sent me this email directly, I know now...Yes, I did ask you to pick up my dry cleaning the second you arrived to work to day. (Where is it?) And I did tell you to take my Jaguar to the car wash and pick up my thousand-dollar watch. (Thank you for taking five hours to do something that could be accomplished in two.)You don't have to wait two months from now to see the look on my face when you tell me you're quitting. I'm standing outside your office at this very moment. ( Open the door. )No comment on your "fantasies," although I highly doubt they're "long over."Your boss,MichaelPS--Yes. My day is definitely going far better than yours... A steamy, office-romance novella from New York Times bestselling author, Whitney G.

    She’s been infatuated with the surly, protective rancher for as long as she can remember. But who could have predicted that her father would hire Sam Bolton, a mysterious, tattooed ranch hand on the very same day? Cassie knows little of the opposite sex, but both rough and ready males stir something undeniable inside of her—and they’ve made it clear that she is nothing short of their mutual obsession. Just when Cassie, Miles, and Sam think they’ve found heaven for three, there’s a threat to their unquenchable passion. Now they must find a way to hold on to the unique love they’ve found or lose paradise forever…

     She likes stilettos, sidewalks, and the Starbucks on every corner. It doesn't matter that her heels hurt or the sidewalks cracked or no one at the coffee store remembers her name. The horns of taxi drivers serenade her as she walks to work and fast-paced action fills her days which is why she needs her boss to come home from the farm. There are contracts to be signed. Money to be made. Hands to be greased and—oh my gosh, is that a cow? Colton Blackwood is a countryman.  He wants slow walks, slow kisses, and slow love-making, but more than anything he wants that with Charlotte. It doesn't matter that she's scared of the farm animals or that she's suspicious that the store clerk knows her name. He knows that love's the same whether you're wearing a suit in the boardroom or a pair of cowboy boots on the ranch. The trick is convincing Charlotte but, it'll happen because Colton won't accept anything but her by his side.

    I didn't expect her to become my friend. I didn't expect to fall in love with her.The first rule of business is to never touch your employees. I think there is another rule about not falling for your best friend--a rule against imagining the curves of her body, or the way her breathing would change if I pulled down her panties and unzipped my pants.Now, I can't wait any longer. I'm tossing out the rules.Damn the company.Damn our friendship.Damn my fears.WARNING: This standalone is packed with sexual tension, insane chemistry, and enough surprises to keep you glued to its pages. May cause distraction from life and require a change of panties.

     I’m a bad girl, a very, very bad girl and I’ve got my sights set on the Maxwell triplets. They’re three of the hottest billionaires in New York and they also happen to be my bosses. It’s always been my dream to be taken by more than one man, but I never thought I’d want three. There’s Jake, the dominant alpha, that wants to spank me. Micah, the sensitive alpha that makes love to my mouth in a way no man ever has before... .....and least we forget Trevor the fun, try anything alpha. When they find out their sweet, little assistant is still a virgin, and better yet has a fantasy she wants to fullfill they promise nothing but pleasure, mixed with a little bit of punishment. Things are heating up at Maxwell Industries...will love finally bloom, or will it end in nothing but a fantasy?

    . . and then three hunky bank robbers took me hostage. Sure, I'd always dreamed of escaping my life, but I was thinking Greyhound bus - not getaway vehicle! Then I started asking questions, and I found out about their rules. These guys have more rules than a grammar class. Except their rules are shockingly dirty. And way more fun to memorize. They're letting me stay for now, but I'm never supposed to ask their real names. Or where they're from, or why they lead this life. And we can never, ever think about tomorrow. Here's a secret: I'm starting to suspect my tough-as-nails outlaws might have tender-as-taffy hearts. And every night I go to sleep wishing this didn't have to end.

    Wild sex. Naughty sex. Kinky sex.But when debonair Jordan Ellis enters her life, Lynda finds herself hiding her dirtiest desires, afraid that if he knew, it would soil the pristine image he holds of her. He keeps giving her delicate lace lingerie, after all—when she’s definitely a leather sort of girl at heart. She knows she should tell him the truth, let him see the real her, but she’s too crazy about him to risk it. Little does she know, however, that the usually straitlaced Jordan has started having some pretty kinky fantasies of his own—and he’s going to turn them into reality when she least expects it. Before it’s over, Lynda will discover that a little lace can be a lot of fun.

    I used to peek from my bedroom window when they were playing in their backyard. I didn't even care that they never looked my way.Now that we're all grown up and they're home for a visit, something's different. The way they stare at me sends a thrill down my spine. If I didn't know any better, I'd say they're checking me out and they like what they see.But that's insane, right? There's no way the five gorgeous brothers are into me.I try to forget about them, but we keep running into one another in this small town. One night, the Hunter brothers even save me from my harassing ex.I'm in trouble. It's getting harder and harder to ignore the wicked glint in their eyes, or the way they linger when we touch . . .When they whisper in my ears, telling me all the naughty things they want to do to me, I can't deny it any longer. I want them, too. All five of them.It's wrong. Oh, so wrong.But five alpha, protective, hot-as-sin men? What chance do I have of resisting the Hunter brothers?

    Geek. Nerd. I’ve heard it all my life, and I don’t care. Books are everything to me . . . Which is why I’ve always wanted to own a bookstore. And after years of hard work, long hours, and sacrifice; my dream is just within reach—until they show up. Two handsome investors who claim my future bookstore is on their property. They’re charming, arrogant, and dominant, and the way they make me feel, I’ve never experienced before. But none of that matters, because I’m just about to lose this dream—until they offer me a deal. Seven dates—with both of them—and I can have everything I want. What’s the harm? But the truth is, the only men I’ve let into my bed, and my heart, are the fictional kind. It’s only seven dates. It’s not like I’m going to lose my heart . . . Right? Grant/Elias We know how to get what we want. We do it all the time, in every aspect of our lives. So, when our next big venture is being contested, we have to see firsthand who it is. That’s when we meet her. Sweet. Sexy. Submissive . . . Her. She wants this bookstore—badly—and we want her even more. But she isn’t interested in anything but the romance between the pages of her books. So we offer her a boon. Seven dates with us, and she can have the property she needs to make her dreams happen. What she doesn’t know is that after one taste of her, we don’t plan on walking away ever. We’ll convince this beautiful bookworm that mind-blowing passion is real and we’re the ones who can give it to her. The Billionaires and The Bookworm is a standalone, breath-stealing, MFM Billionaire Menage Romance from your new favorite author Harper West. If charming billionaire Dom's who know how to stroke a girls innermost desires sound like your idea of a good time . . . this book is for you! Guaranteed HEA & No Cheating.

    New rules. New school.Change was supposed to be…good.Until I met him.No one warned me Principal Renner would be so hot.I’d expected some old, graying man in a brown suit.Not this.Not well over six feet of lean muscle and piercing green eyes.Not a rugged-faced, ax-wielding lumberjack of a man.He’s grouchy and rude and likes to boss me around.I find myself getting in trouble just so he’ll punish me.Especially with his favorite metal ruler.Being bad never felt so good.

    Now I have to.In order to save my skin at the office, I'm forced to sell it at an exclusive and illegal blindfold club. He paid thousands of dollars for one night to own me, but when my blindfold comes off, I want more. More nights, more rules, and more from this unavailable and uncompromising man.Rule number one, no questions. Rule number two, no lies. But, rule number three? That's the hardest one to obey.

    Or so the world keeps telling me. Every so often, gods walk the earth. This time they came as musicians. When Bound loses its lead guitarist, yours truly is chosen to fill his shoes. From dive bars to the big stage, my instant claim to fame is nothing short of a fairytale. The only problem? My new bandmates. Jaded, gorgeous, and ridiculously talented--they're determined to turn my dream into a nightmare. It's no secret I wasn't their first choice. I wasn't even their last. The label wants a new image, Bound wants me gone, but I've got my own agenda.To succeed I have to survive a world tour, public scrutiny, and idols turned enemies. But the biggest threat of all isn't a meticulous front man, a narcissistic bassist, and a drummer with too many secrets. It's me. Somehow, I must resist the temptation of Houston Morrow, Loren James, and Jericho Noble. It seemed easy enough when I boarded their tour bus, but it only took one city for the lines we'd drawn to blur. Only ninety-nine more to go.Lilac is a reverse harem and standalone suitable for ages 18+.

    I didn’t count on her showing up and turning my world upside down. She’s mine. She just doesn’t know it yet. I’ve watched her from the shadows, protected her from other men, and soon, I’ll be the man she needs me to be. I’ll make her my wife, but she can never find out the truth about the man I am, the things I’ve done, or I’ll lose her forever…