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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