Romance doesn’t exist. In the year 2060, sex is a game of extremes. No desire is unexplored and even the unimaginable is possible. Alexa Mathis, head of the monolithic O Corporation, has found a prodigy she believes will drive her sex empire to rapturous new limits: Chloe Shaw, a common girl with uncanny gifts that make her a powerful escort. Chloe doesn’t believe in love. She believes in ecstasy, and her employer’s newest tool to usher “the future of sex”: an intelligent network known as The Beam. And so it is until she meets Andrew … and the whole world changes. The Future of Sex is a 12-part romance/sci-fi series exploring the line between today’s conception of love and the sensations that await us in the future.

    

    I knew I had to be in your class. I knew I had to be… Yours. As an Accounting student, Rae Jackson has never cared much for poetry, but that all changes when she hears Dr. Connagher’s distinctive voice quoting some dead dude in the hallway. One look at his face, and she falls. Hard. Piercing blue eyes. Craggy face she could study for hours. And the forearms of a warrior. She can’t sign up for his infamous class fast enough. At least he doesn’t teach Calculus. But an unknown student can’t hide for long in an upper-graduate English class. He calls her to his office, and all she can think about is that gorgeous cherry desk while his rumbling voice rolls her deeper into her fantasies. Oh yes, Dr. Connagher. I’ve been a very naughty student indeed.

    Only with guts, patience and determination did I survive.

    No one else has ever been good enough. Tanner Green sent her away once, for her own protection. He won't let her get away again, but can he protect her from her own family? From the moment they see each other again, it's impossible to deny the chemistry raging between them. But with family like Bree's, she doesn't trust easily. He controls her body, her pleasure. Does she dare let him have her heart, or will the secrets around her destroy them both? This seriously steamy novella features a sexy older Dominant, a sweet submissive, and a guaranteed happy ever after!

    No wife, no kids, no dates. He's had his eye on the pretty owner of the Ugly Stick Saloon, but their one accidental encounter was interrupted before he could get her out of her take-me-now red cowboy boots.Audrey Anderson isn't in the market for a man. Been there, done that, has the scars to prove it. She retired her pole-dancing boots after purchasing the Ugly Stick Saloon, and now manages a stable of strippers. When she winds up one stripper short for a private party, she's forced to slip on a mask and into the role of the mysterious Kiki.Jackson didn't want the birthday bash his twin brothers are throwing him, but his vow to ignore the rented stripper goes awry when she shows him exactly how far she's willing to go for all three of them.Audrey can't forget the sizzling heat between her and one sexy Kiowa in particular. Jackson. Trouble is, she's not sure if he wants the bold, brassy Kiki, or if he's ready for the wounded woman underneath.Warning: This title contains hot scenes with multiple partners, with a little BDSM on the side. Caution it could melt your e-reader!

    The problem? I work for both of them. I’ve just moved half-way across the country. The first day of my new job and I’m already in trouble. Big trouble. Landon, my boss, owns the oil company. The boss-man’s used to people following his orders. Tall, dark and filthy-mouthed, he’s a man who always gets his way and he wants me. I need this job. There’s no way I can quit. I owe the company for moving me to Texas and Landon likes to remind me of the debt. Frequently. The gorgeous man delights in making my life hell at the office. Surprisingly, Landon is a different man away from work. He’s flirty. Sweet. The moment he steals a hungered kiss, I’m falling. Hard. Landon’s business partner and friend makes no secret of his desire for me. Dave makes his move almost at once, whispering dirty promises every chance he gets. I might be a little insecure, but Dave makes me feel like the finest woman in Texas. I’m sure these two men are toying with me. I need to be smart. I need to be careful, too, so I don’t lose my job. But Landon and Dave won’t let me off easy. They intend to claim me, share me, and keep me. I’m sure they won’t relent until I surrender. ***Shared by the Oil Barons is a steamy novella with a happy ending for fans of sassy heroines who don’t have to choose between one smoking hot billionaire and…another smoking hot billionaire.***

    Sarah's birthday plan was to taste her first drink and lose her virginity on the same night. When her boyfriend lets her down, she goes ahead with the drink and is mistaken for a call girl!It is the most thrilling night of her life and leads Sarah into regular secret liaisons in top hotels with strange and exciting men, for cash. And Sarah finds she has a natural talent for satisfying her kinky clients' fetishes.All is well until a sexy, dominant client ignites her deepest desire and then shows up as a professor at her college. Life, already complicated for this student call girl, becomes a heady mix of love and lust as she learns her lessons both in the classroom and over the knee.

    The job requirements are more satisfying than she could have ever guessed, but while sensual games are encouraged, falling in love is against the rules.She must protect her heart...Above all, Faith's sexy, mysterious boss, Mr. Lawrence, is off-limits. To sign on for a long term deal, Faith will have to dig deep, and find the strength to walk away.Will her boss be strong enough to bring her back?

    A bad one. Born and raised in San Francisco, Oli doesn't have any fantasies of being dominated or manipulated by anyone, let alone a preppy, spoiled CEO. Tired of fighting with the misogynistic jerk in the corner office, Olivia decides to confront Lex only to be offered a tantalizing proposition: take control.Lex wants a woman in charge, and he's willing to pay for it.In the bedroom and out of it.

    Only now do I notice that I'm practically panting, my breaths coming in short shallow huffs, and my dick is throbbing in my slacks. I'm almost afraid to move a muscle, because I just fucking might come in my pants… What the fuck was that? Get your fucking shit together, Knight, you're acting like some horny teenager and not the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company. I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose, my left hand sliding under the table and rubbing the hard throbbing bulge in my pants, adjusting it.”Eva Roberts POV“Stop listening to your needy body, Eva! My mind is always here to wake me up.I deliberately minimize the Gmail screen and focus on um…my work emails. Is my breathing shallow? Argh! I place my hands on the edge of the desk and push off. The chair I’m sitting on slides backwards on its wheels and I swivel around, stopping right next to the window, looking outside. I need sex. I really do. I’ve had a very dry year and this is the closest I’ve gotten to fucking. Ok, getting wet. But good wet. Scary wet. Should I email him back? Am I that gutsy? No. I know I’m not.”Having sent a controversial email by error to someone else, James Knight receives a reply from that email address in the same erotic language. What follows is sexting like you’ve never read before and as you read on, all you want to know is, will their virtual relationship become a real one?

    The party is rockin, and Claire is in her usual spot holding up the wall. It's all right. She's much happier scribbling in her trusty little notebook than mingling. Especially since those notes turn into the sexy erotic romances she pens in secret. Those two gorgeous gods across the room are perfect hero material and oh dear, are they headed her way?Mason and Hunter know she won't remember them as the scrawny geeks they were in high school. She also doesn't know they've been lusting after her for ten long years, waiting for her to meet a man and have a normal relationship. They're through waiting. The time has come to make their move and show her exactly how much they've changed.One night in the middle of a Mason/Hunter manwich, and Claire has enough research material to fill a hundred notebooks. Good thing she's got OfficeMax on speed dial to order more. Except suddenly her two hunks have this crazy idea that keeping her is selfish. Selfish? She may be mousy, but this mouse is about to roar "

    When the members of the Dust Bowl Devils get a little too rough, she laughs and brushes it off. When her competition with the new girl in town turns dirty, she finds the whole thing amusing. And when the president of the club warns her to be careful, that their rivals are out for trouble and blood, she nods and smiles and has another drink. Until Theo. The mysterious biker from the east coast chapter is big, badass, and handsome as all hell. Their undeniable attraction is no laughing matter; she refuses to be pushed away, blissfully unaware of the dangerous mission that puts him and anyone near him in jeopardy. He’s there to hunt down two new members of the Devils’ rival club. They’re the sort of men that make the Devils look downright wholesome. Ivy thought she knew a world of sex, drugs, and violence, but when she falls into their hands, she quickly learns that she’s only dabbled. Will Theo and the Devils come for her, or will they back down in the face of a club that’s taken a far more dark and ruthless turn? Rivalry, friendship, love violence passion - this novel also contains explicit language and graphic adult content. It is suitable for mature readers only.

    Contains language, explicit sex, and adult situations.** Kieran Donovan has always been a doormat to the women in his life. Begging his wife not to leave after finding her in bed with not one—but five men—only provides further proof of that. In need of an escape from an empty house and a broken heart, Kieran heads to Midtown to see his estranged brother, Liam. There he meets Shayne Wickham, Liam’s best friend. Shayne’s dark and sexy with a wild streak a mile long and a sexual appetite for things Kieran’s never even dreamed of doing. But after an intense, and all too brief encounter, he’s more than willing to learn. Despite the usual safeguards Shayne keeps around herself and her own wounded heart, she finds herself more than willing to show him the ropes…and the floggers…and the paddles. Kieran’s never seen himself as dominant in any aspect of his life. But when Shayne submits herself to him, it ignites an inner strength and hunger he never knew he had—and feelings Shayne didn’t know she could have. So used to keeping others at an arm’s length, the ease with which she finds herself trusting Kieran is both exciting and unsettling. Could Kieran be someone she could finally trust her heart to—or will he leave her scarred like everyone else? Just another mark on her skin

     Clint Moore and Dustin Lake, both 30, are close to realizing their dream of landing a job in NYC radio. Their friendship and careers are all that matters. No woman will ever come between them, even though they have shared a few women. Clint and Dustin believe that this latest gig in Dallas, Texas will be the last stop before the Big Apple. One problem, the station demands they include the current announcer in the show... About to turn forty, Beth Taylor feels like her whole world is about to fall apart. She’s very aware of Clint and Dustin’s reputation. The hotshots do increase ratings but they also get people fired. She will not let that happen to her. Best to set the ground rules early. But from the moment she meets Clint and Dustin, Beth realizes… Not only is she risking her job, she’s risking so much more. During a private celebration, things heat up between the three of them and secret desires began to bubble up. THREE TO PLAY is a super-steamy standalone MMF May-Dec bisexual ménage romance with explicit scenes of MM, MF and MMF. HEA Guaranteed. This book is an updated reissue of a 2009 release.