Nor did she expect to become the personal assistant for the company's handsome billionaire owner, P. Winston Dunn. To be a billionaire's assistant, however, requires her to submit to his every desire...

    Where the men are rugged, forged by the elements, and cowboy masters of seduction. Where the women they meet are feisty, headstrong, and courageous enough to enter their Dom’s world, taking a chance to submit to the one man they find they cannot live without. This is the complete collection of the original eight full-length sultry, steamy Western romances. It includes… HIS UNEXPECTED LOVE: Jenna & Carter, The Beginning HIS SCANDALOUS LOVE HIS WICKED LOVE HIS UNTAMED LOVE HIS TEMPTING LOVE HIS SEDUCTIVE LOVE HIS SECRET LOVE (Plus bonus scene) HIS CHERISHED LOVE Publisher’s Note: This steamy collection of eight full-length novellas includes themes of power exchange.

    

    “Forced” to come on a day trip to Mexico, Cheryl and her two friends have the time of their lives. Boundaries will be tested and expanded as James pushes Cheryl even further. This is part 2 of The Billionaire's New Toy: 1. Summoned: For His Pleasure 2. Forced: To Enjoy 3. Used: To Satisfy Enjoy your reading time again!

    

     The eldest daughter of the Earl of Derswell is looking forward to visiting the old Cloudfield Manor, the most famous haunted house in London. Expecting it to be empty, she is shocked to discover that she is indeed not alone. With his business floundering, Reginald Carter, the young Duke of Cloudfield is almost ready to sign the papers and sell the manor that haunted his dreams for two decades. That is until the most beautiful lady falls right into his arms during an inspection. What starts as a spark erupts into a raging fire of passion, and promises of love made under the moonlight. However, not everyone is happy with their union and they will stop at nothing to prevent it. Even though the ghosts at Cloudfield Manor are silent, Amelia and Reginald are unaware that they have stirred awake other forces: very real, human forces that have been at work for more than twenty years... No cheating, no cliffhangers, and a strong happily ever after.

    She may have been pompous and arrogant, but she had a body that was built for sin. She was sweet and succulent, the textbook definition of a MILF. She also happened to be my brother's wife....... She never liked me, and I have only ever tolerated her. That is, until I found out she has a secret. A deep, dark secret. And she’ll be willing to do almost anything to keep her secret from being discovered. It looks like it's time for us to get to know each other better... *** This is an erotic first in series about a submissive relationship between two consenting adults. Who are married to other people. And one of them is quite twisted. It is lewd, tawdry & over the top, enjoy if you dare! FF, MF, FFM, Bondage, BDSM ***

    Sure, she’s taken a few risks to try to stop the expansion of Skipjack Bay. And yes, okay, the first time she met with Austin to plead her case, she’d technically been trespassing. But this? His bed, his rules, his massive, let’s just say confidence. Not to mention his uncanny ability to make her come... completely undone. It’s all beyond crazy. Still, the chance to help the families in her hometown is something she can’t turn down. So, she agrees to his terms. Total surrender. Hers. To him. A simple business deal where they both get what they want. The absolute last thing Gina expects is for Austin to want her to surrender her heart to him, too. Previously published as Black Gold 1 & 2, (c) 2012 & (c) 2014 revised throughout with newly added content and an extended ending. Story Note: This steamy standalone includes cameos by a few characters from Tempted Beyond Reason (formerly titled Waking Up Her Curves, which has similarly been republished with revisions and new content), but not to worry, both stories are completely independent from each other.

    

    It's a 3,000 word, super-hot story about every woman's darkest fantasies. It includes first-time anal sex, deep-throating and punishment scenes.I’m Casey, I’m 25 years old and from Missouri, and I’ve been married to my gorgeous husband Jack for six years. All I’ve ever wanted to do is have a job, keep our home nice and have a happy life together. Unfortunately, somewhere along the line, I got into watching internet porn. I knew I could never tell my husband about it, and I felt real bad about it, but something just kept making me watch it again and again.People say it’s addictive, and they’re right! It’s like something crazy happens to me that I can’t control. One minute I’ll be in bed, turning things over in my mind, and the next I’ll be downstairs, opening my laptop and looking for all kinds of nasty stuff. Anyway, this went on for a while, until one day Jack catches me in the act! He feels like I’ve betrayed him, and he’s determined to punish me for what I’ve done. My punishment is being forced to re-enact some of the scenes in the videos I’ve watched. This is my diary, where I confess what happened when I got caught, and the things I let Jack do to me in the following weeks to atone for my crimes.

    I could hear it. There, beyond the beach, behind the tree-line. Off to my left, out of sight. I was still on the beach, just beyond the waterline. I crawled here a few minutes ago. I heard the rustling almost immediately; as soon as I had become conscious again. I didn’t know how long I had been there, apparently washed up by a higher tide sometime earlier. My clothes were still wet, so I must not have been here more than a few hours. I didn’t wake up coughing, so it didn’t seem that I had drowned. The life-jacket seemed to have kept me above water. I was on my knees, scanning the tree-line for movement, and listening…and trying to get my bearings. I had been awake for just a few minutes. The sun was up, but barely. Of course, we almost never saw the sun because of the ash clouds, but they were getting better every year. It had been 18 years since the cataclysm. If the cataclysm had taught us anything, it was to be careful and think things through. I wasn’t in immediate danger as far as I could tell. My only injury seemed to be a really painful, but minor head-wound from where I had been hit. We had left the compound on Tahiti early yesterday. Or was it the day before? I guess it didn’t matter. I guess I didn’t know for sure what day it was. I didn’t have a watch; we didn’t have much use for them. When you don’t have appointments, and no train to catch, precise times aren’t that important. I had intended to travel with just the cargo, but Aunt Irene hated the islands and wanted to go back to what she thought of as her home. For some reason, she expected to find the resort and the town just like she had left it. She was delusional. I might not have said that last week, but after what happened, I would have a lot more to say if there had been anyone to listen to me. What I couldn’t figure out was how she and Clark thought that they could survive a two year journey at sea in relative isolation, eating mostly fish. Irene was used to demanding that others do her work for her. How did she imagine that she would handle a trip like this with just me, Clark, and the four sisters? She didn’t even like any of us. My plan was to stay on a different end of the boat as much as possible. But that was all pretty much ancient history now. Last night, I was standing at the bow of the boat, watching the last of the sunlight disappear. It was going to be dark. The moon didn’t show much these days. Irene came up and stood beside me and said, “So, out there is Rangiroa?” I said yeah, but there was something strange about the question. She knew as well as I exactly where we should be and where our course was taking us. Yeah, the island Rangiroa and it’s neighbors was just in front of us. We’d be passing them overnight. There was something weird in her voice. She sighed and said, “Yeah,” and then I felt something hit me in the back of the head and I passed out. I woke up on the beach here, listening for something out there, beyond the tree-line.

    Her longtime friend—the sinfully handsome Michael Sebastien—agrees to help her try and fulfill her deepest desire. But if he’s just as new to this as she is, why is he so good at taking control? And will Christine come to realize that maybe Michael might just be her perfect match?

    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?

    It will give you the HEA that you crave with OTT everything. You don’t want to miss this one.

    All she knew was that he’d hit on her a couple of times in the gym, and she’d rebuffed him each time. Her only thought was God, do they all subscribe to the same gym introduction newsletter? Never had a woman made Rivers feel like such an idiot, but giving up on her now was not possible. The challenge was just too great.