Billionaires Prefer Curves 2: Curves Collared Released!

And for the second part of my promise, the second novella in the Billionaires Prefer Curves is out as well: Curves Collared. 

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After only a week as enigmatic billionaire, Dorian Black’s, girlfriend Alicia Jones gets the shock of her life: he’s flying her to Tuscany for a business retreat!

But at the retreat she learns Dorian’s company wants him to marry by the end of the year or give up his position as CEO. He insists Alicia be his bride, but dark secrets from his past threaten to keep them apart.

Will Alicia give in to the domineering billionaire and marry him to save his job and her own?

This 12,000 word novella features graphic and steamy sex between a lovely BBW and the sexy billionaire who will do anything to make her his wife.

Excerpt:

He ignored her as she headed back to the door and motioned for me to come to his side. My heart slammed in my chest as I hurried around his desk. As soon as I stood close enough, he pulled me onto his lap and kissed my lips with hungry passion.

I squeaked in surprise, my pussy wetting at his every touch. I felt Mrs. Anderson’s eyes on us as the door clicked shut, but Dorian didn’t pull back from the kiss. His mouth held mine, our tongues twisting together. Then he nipped at my bottom lip, suckling it.

“You’re late,” he growled and ran a strong palm up my thigh.

“I got carried away,” I admitted and grabbed his hand. “Won’t lunch get cold?”

He flashed me a grin, his white teeth gleaming. “Who says I’m going to eat anything but you?”

I gapped at him. No one ever talked to me like that. It took getting used to.

Lips brushed my neck as his wandering fingers popped the buttons on my suit jacket and blouse. I needed to ask him if we really were going to Tuscany, but the words died in my throat as his fingers burned trails of desire across my flesh.

“I need to punish you for disobeying, don’t I?” he groaned and ground his turgid member against my round bottom.

“Yes,” I moaned as he yanked down my bra and tweaked my nipples with playful gentleness.

“Mm, I thought so.”

Powerful hands gripped my waist and lifted me onto his desk. Then he leaned forward and nipped at my full breasts with his eager mouth. Biting and licking until I writhed on the cool wood. Each electric touch sent shivers of lust roaring through my veins. At the moment, I didn’t care how many other lovers Dorian had – at least I got to be his for now.

Spies Prefer Curves Part 2: Curves in Danger Released!

Like promised, the second part of Spies Prefer Curves in now out.

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After a shoot out, Matilda and Jack are on the run from human traffickers in Thailand. As she experiences the dangerous side of her old crush, his true feelings come to the surface.

Jack wants her, but will she admit her love for the gorgeous Aussie and give in to his sensual demands? Or will her self-doubt get in the way of true happiness?

This 10,000 word story is the second part of Spies Prefer Curves. It contains steamy and graphic sex between a curvy woman and her sexy Australian spy.

Excerpt:

With two powerful strides, he stood in front of me. His superior height dwarfing me, and his powerfully defined chest pressed against mine. “There’s nothing I can do about the other night, but I’ll make the rest of your vacation as delightful as I can,” he said and ran a finger down my cheek.

Shivers of desire rose in my body. Heat rushed between my thighs, and I thought of the night before. How he held me against the wall with his strong body, the way his cock rammed into me with perfect urgency.

Maybe he did it to calm me down, help me relax. Jack didn’t really love me – he got swept up in the moment.

“Please don’t,” I said, but he didn’t heed me.

His lips brushed against mine, full and soft, as his tongue probed my hungry mouth. He tasted fresh and cool, a contrast to the fire his palms lit across my skin.

I pushed his chest, but it was as useless as pushing a brick wall.

Don’t give into him again, Tilda. He’ll only hurt you like Steven did.

My body ignored my mind, and I gripped his bulging biceps. If I didn’t hold onto him I’d melt into a useless puddle right in the middle of the floor.

He flinched, and I moved my hand from his freshly wrapped bandage.

“Sorry!”

His eyes looked pinched, but he shook his head. Then his knee slipped between my thighs, spreading them and forcing me to straddle his powerful leg. “I love it when you’re wrapped around me,” he groaned and pulled my bottom lip with his teeth in a teasing bite.

My panties flooded with need. I dug my nails into his arms, trying to pull away from his magnetic touch.

Hands groped my breasts, his lips searing my jaw and neck, brushing aside my hair to nip at the delicate flesh.

“Jack, please,” I gasped.

His palms pressed into my eager nipples. His searing fingers titillated them into hardened nubs through my blouse and bra. “Please what, Mattie?”

I wanted to say ‘stop,’ but the words died in my throat. After Steven’s criticism and rejection, I couldn’t take another blow to the heart. Especially from Jack. How would I repair that kind of damage?

But my body wouldn’t let me resist. Every time I tried, electric passion crippled me. Held me still. Forced me to give in. Why was I so damn weak?

New stuff on the way!

Hello lovely readers!

Thanks to everyone who's enjoying my work and found their way to my little place on the Internet.

I wanted to touch base and let you know what's going on over here in writer land. I'm working on two sequels -- one for Billionaires Prefer Curves and the second part of Spies Prefer Curves. 

In Billionaires Prefer Curves 2, Dorian's board gives him an ultimatum to marry by the end of the year or give up his position as CEO of the company. He wants Alicia to be his bride, but secrets from his past threaten to keep them apart. Will Alicia give in to the domineering billionaire and marry him to save his job and her own?

In Spies Prefer Curves, Tilda and Jack are on the run from human traffickers in Thailand. Her honeymoon takes on a new spin as she experiences the dangerous side of her old crush. Will she admit her feelings for the gorgeous Aussie when their lives are at stake?


They should be out by next weekend at the latest! I'll post the covers when I get them!

Released: Curves in Bangkok: Spies Prefer Curves Part 1

The first part of my new series is out!

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Matilda Tucker’s life is falling apart. Her fiancé left her five weeks before their wedding and now she has non-refundable tickets for a month long honeymoon across Thailand! Luckily, her best friend’s brother, the gorgeous and charming Jack, agrees to accompany her. Seeing Jack again just reminds Matilda of her crush on him -- a crush the handsome Aussie would never reciprocate.

But Jack has plans in store for Matilda and a dangerous secret as well.

He’s always had a thing for the fair-haired beauty, and as a spy he knows the real threats in a city like Bangkok. In order to keep Matilda safe, he talks her into playing his wife for their trip. But will he be able to seduce her body as well as her heart?

While Jack’s desire grows, so does the danger. Will Matilda be able to handle his overwhelming passion?

This 12,100 word novella is the first part in the new Spies Prefer Curves series! It contains graphic and steamy sex between a hot Aussie spy and a lovely curvy lady.

Excerpt:

Jack stood grinning at me, his blue eyes hooded in the low light. He blocked my exit with his arms.

“Hello love,” he whispered and leaned his strong body against my own.

Feverish heat welled over my flesh, my panties flooding at his proximity. “Jack! What are you doing?”

“We’re married, remember? And I want to touch my wife.”

“But --”

He cut me off with a tender kiss. His lips melted into mine, my soft skin sizzling against his rough cheek. Urging his tongue into my mouth, I fought to regain my composure. But how was I supposed to do that when the guy of my dreams kissed me like that?

I blamed the alcohol and gripped onto his arms. The muscles flexed, strong and hard, under my small hands. His wandering touch caressed my back and butt, each stroke of his calloused palms urging me to forget where I was and why.

Pulling back from the kiss, Jack suckled on my bottom lip, nipping the plump flesh between his teeth with tender bites.

I tried to swallow the moan in my throat, but it came out as a strangled breath instead. My breasts heaved, pressed flush with his pectorals as our hearts slammed against each other like a band’s rhythm section.

“This is,” I started, but his mouth engulfed my neck. Any words I meant to say got lost in the haze of desire rushing over my body.

The scruffy edge of his jaw tickled my over sensitive skin, and I gripped onto his powerful back. The bones and muscles shifted under my fingers as he pushed me farther into the bathroom and shut the door behind us.

Shit! I thought he was kidding about joining the mile high club!

New BBW Series: Spies Prefer Curves

Hi!

I wanted to share the cover for my new bbw/plus-size romance series with you guys. Each part will be at least 10,000 words long or more. This is the first and it should be out by this Friday!!!

Enjoy:

Billionaire's Prefer Curves

Hi all!

I decided to start a blog now that I'm switching from pure erotica to erotic romance stories. 

Here's my first bbw/plus size erotic romance novella. I have several more I'm currently writing and planning to write!!! They are so much fun!

Alicia Jones needs a job now – and the position as the playboy billionaire, Dorian Black’s, personal assistant is too big to pass up. When the application process is based on looks over skill, Alicia knows she doesn’t measure up to the skinny, model gorgeous women she’s up against.

But some billionaires prefer curves.

Dorian Black spots the petite and deliciously voluptuous Alicia in the foyer of his building and she more than catches his eye – she spills coffee all over him! In a fit of lust, the billionaire orders the woman up to his office for a personal interview involving a rope, a paddle and a deliciously kinky punishment.

Will Alicia’s body and heart be able to handle the affections of the sexy billionaire?

This 14,300 word erotic romance novella features graphic and steamy sex between a curvy girl and her sexy billionaire boss.

This story was formally known as Bound by the Billionaire and contains the following stories/chapters:

Hired

Ravished

Driven

Consumed

Excerpt:

I did as he said and walked toward his desk. The tone in his voice was the same he'd used when he interviewed me- the tone I hadn't heard in just over two weeks. My skin pickled with excitement at the look in his eyes, the look of the predator about to pounce on its prey. And I was the prey. Gently, I set the papers down and waited.

"We don't have much time, but I want to be thorough so you fully understand what you did wrong."

My breath caught in my throat, and I nodded. What was he going to do to me? And would I like it as much as I like his other punishment? "Are you going to spank me again, Mr. Black?" I managed to ask. I know he said we weren't to speak of it again, but how could I not?

A dangerous smirk slid across his lips. "You'd like that, wouldn't you, Alicia? No, this time it will be much worse. Lift up your dress. Now!"

I did as he said, slipping the formfitting red material over my rounded hips. He took in my curvy thighs and the thin black lace panties I wore. Just one look from his piercing blue eyes dampened my pussy. Roughly and without preamble, he yanked them down and bent me over his desk. So he was going to spank me? I gripped on the smooth wood and bit my bottom lip in anticipation.

But the stinging punishment never came. Instead, he opened one of his desk drawers and fumbled around with something inside- something that sounded plastic. Sweat beaded on my back and my chest. What was he going to do to me? The heat of his touch was enough to get me even wetter than I had been. Then, one large finger slipped into my depths and I moaned, keeping still no matter how badly I wanted to push back into it.

"Look at how wet you are,” Mr. Black growled, his other hand massaging the roundness of my butt. Then, his finger slipped out and a little plastic dildo slipped in. It didn’t feel very long, maybe about three inches, but the girth made up for it. I gasped, and he pushed it in until the base was flush with the entrance of my slick cunt. Then he slid my panties back up and lowered my dress in a matter of fact way.

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