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Virgin Territory

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Untouched and untainted, her carnal passion has yet to be awakened, though her desire to be taken by a man grows stronger. But there are rules. Some are hers, but most are his, and it is his rules that must be obeyed. He is the master of virgin territory.

Excerpt:
The three girls looked on as the camera zoomed in on Rick and Suzanna. Winnie had never watched anyone have sex, but she was watching it now. She stared wide-eyed at the highly erotic scene. Rick made growling sounds as if he were a jungle animal, swaying his back and looking into the camera just above Suzanna’s head. Then he spoke, “I will be back in a week, Suzanna. You knew you couldn’t have me forever.”

“Cut,” Brad finally called, forcing Winnie back to the present.

“Good expressions, Winnie, right up until the end.”

She just stared at Brad. I wasn’t acting, that was real, she wanted to scream.

“Come on, Winnie. Brad has drinks and food for us inside. We’re not in the next scene, anyway.”

Winnie put on the outfit that was brought to her by one of Brad’s assistants and followed Fawn and Zoey into the house. When they walked inside the house, there was an entire catering outfit ready to serve them.

***

“Mr. Collins?”

“Yes, Winnie?”

“Am I supposed to go to the Ridge with you and the others?”

“That’s up to you, Winnie.” Winnie brought a fresh innocence to his adult films and he knew that people would pay big bucks to see that innocence on screen. “If you want to be in my films, I would love to have you. You’re a prize, Winnie.”

“I guess I should tell you that…” Winnie looked down at her feet and played with her hair.

Brad smiled. “Are you a virgin, Winnie?”

She glanced at Mr. Collins, who continued to smile at her. “Yes.”

Brad stood and put his hands on Winnie’s arms. “Trust me, Winnie. Nothing will change that under my cameras. You will be my face and body of innocence. So what’ll it be, Winnie?”

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March 26, 2016 Posted by | ebooks, erotic romance, love stories, passion, sensual romance | , | Leave a comment

White Diamonds

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He knew that white diamond was code for the kind of woman forbidden to a man like him, but that only fueled the fire burning deep within him. She was the one he wanted, and only he could give her what she needed. Determined to have her, he vows to lock her away from the world if that’s what it takes to keep her.

Excerpt:
Vicki felt uneasy with a man in her house and she wanted to ask him to leave, but she also wanted to know why he had come to her house at such an odd time of the night. “Why did you come into my house?”

“Curiosity, I suppose. I watched you move in and I know you live here alone.” His eyes seemed to become darker as he flashed his white teeth in a wide smile.

“What do you want from me?”

“Ah, the pretty white princess is just like all the rest, is she?”

“No, and I’m not a princess. I’m divorced and I have a low paying job.” Vicki bit her lip. She should never have admitted that she was divorced. Now he knew that she was truly alone.

“You don’t say? I see that you’ve discovered the dark secret of the neighborhood.” Vicki gave him a quizzical look. Wilson held out his hand. “Come on, I’ll show you.

Wilson’s house was filled with beautiful artwork and ancient relics. “Passed down through the generations,” he answered to her unasked question.

“You have nice things.”

“You sound surprised.”

“I didn’t mean it that way. Is this what you wanted to show me?”

“No.” He led her to the very back of the house and opened a door that Vicki assumed led to the basement. Instead, it opened to a room with thick cement walls.

Vicki spun around. “This is just…”

“Like the one in your house?”

Vicki nodded her head in disbelief.

Wilson gently touched her chin and startled her. “Hey, I didn’t mean to bring you down. It is what it is.”

Vicki looked up into big dark eyes as she fought back tears. She blinked several times and then she felt the strong arms wrap around her. Her eyes met the man’s waist and she slowly wrapped her slender arms around him. His skin was smooth and warm and Vicki didn’t want to let go. Her husband had never held her like this. “How do you do it?” Her words were mumbled, but Wilson had heard them.

“Do what?”

“Survive…like this.”

Wilson took a deep breath. “What choice do I have?”

Vicki shook her head against Wilson’s chest. He stroked her long blonde hair, running the silky strands through his fingers. Vicki slowly looked up again, and Wilson lowered his lips to hers. It was the first time a man had wanted her in a long time and it felt good, too good, and Vicki opened her mouth to receive him. She kissed him as she would a lover, pressing her body to him and standing on tiptoe to give him more. She could feel him grow hard against her and she wanted to feel him deep inside of her.

Wilson pulled back and looked into her eyes, questioning her. “What do you want from me, Vicki?”

“I want you,” she whispered.

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March 6, 2016 Posted by | ebooks, erotic romance, interracial romance, love stories, sensual romance | , , , , | Leave a comment

Christian Grey by Another Name

Christian Grey by Another Name
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It was the end of innocence as I knew it. At the age of fifteen, I was expected to be a submissive to a dominant. My dominant knew no other way to love or live. His was a love to which I found myself vulnerable, a love for which I was unprepared, and a love which ultimately threatened my survival.

Excerpt:
It was Fifty Shades of Grey decades before the book was released and the movie graced theaters across the globe. As I watched the film during the weekend of its highly anticipated debut, the parallels between Fifty Shades of Grey and my life as a teenager were unbelievable, even to me, and I was unprepared for the reconstruction of events that took place inside my mind as I watched the film in the darkened theater. The feelings came back to me like a hurricane battering the eastern seaboard, the memories like waves pounding mercilessly against the rocks, over and over, images of the past spinning like tornadoes into my conscious mind, followed by days and weeks of flashbacks beating down upon me like punishing rains, marring the beauty of the coast as well as the person I had struggled to become, leaving the aftermath of its wrath to the survivors, such as myself.

On the screen that loomed as large as the wheat fields surrounding my hometown, my life as a teenager in an abusive relationship had been laid bare for the world to witness and enjoy. I never would have dreamed that a movie marketed as romance such as Fifty Shades of Grey would spark memories that I had painstakingly suppressed and evoke emotions which I had fought hard to depress until they had been tucked neatly into a dark and unapproachable corner of my mind. But make no mistake. My story is not that of a romance novel. My story is one of fear, and a kind of love to which I found myself vulnerable at a young age. It was the kind of love for which I was unprepared.

I was fifteen, impressionable, naïve and curious. He was a tall young man, with hair as black as a raven and the darkest eyes I had ever seen. Throughout the coming years, I would try to see behind the deep set eyes, but there was little emotion behind them, as years of abuse had instilled in him a stoicism rarely seen in someone as young as he. His lips were full and soft, and his slender body had not yet thickened to form the broad physique of a grown man. He was sexy in a raw, edgy sort of way, the desire to be refined never a part of him, though he craved respect, a craving that would never be satisfied.

We lived in the small agricultural town of Marysville in northern Kansas, a stone’s throw from the Nebraska state line. It was a typical small town for the region, a little burg nestled in the Heartland of the United States of America, and I learned at a young age that romance and violence are too often intertwined, and love and control too often confused.

***

My willingness to submit to him was what he craved, as in his world, submission was a form of respect. Domination and submission was what he had learned from his father, and it was what he knew. He was Christian Grey and I was expected to be his Anastasia Steele, although the words ‘Dominant’ and ‘Submissive’ had never been spoken nor any contract negotiated. It was sick and twisted, but I had become his possession. I was scared and confused, and as time passed I became paranoid and defensive, like my abuser, as I began to follow the path of least resistance.

The dark secret we shared set us apart from other teenage couples in our hometown. I was Ophelia, defending my Hamlet through the rage and brutality, because I knew what he had been through and what he continued to experience, even as I allowed the insanity to consume me. Reviving Ophelia, however, would prove to be a long and difficult process. Throughout our time together, I defended him despite the brutality I witnessed at his hands.

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January 9, 2016 Posted by | Christian Grey, domestic abuse, dominant and submissive, drama, ebooks, true stories | , , , | Leave a comment

Adonis Rising

Adonis Rising
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When Leah falls in love with a man who shares her interests and dreams, she knows he’s the one for her. What she doesn’t know is that he carries with him dark secrets and a past that nearly destroyed him. She tries to understand him, but he pushes her away and into the arms of another man.

Excerpt:
Leah looked at Jack through bleary eyes. He wasn’t sexy like the dark haired Camden, but he was attractive. “Got a girlfriend, Jack?”

He took the cup from her shaking hands and sat down beside her. “No, Leah, no girlfriend.”

The hurt and anger of seeing Camden with someone else rushed to Leah’s head again and taunting words flew out of her mouth. “Why not? Don’t you like girls?”

“I like girls.”

The smile on his lips was not appreciated by the emotionally scarred woman and she continued the taunts. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

Leah boldly placed her hand on Jack’s thigh. “Prove it.”

In another circumstance Jack would have bedded Leah so fast she wouldn’t have had time to question his sexuality, but she was clearly under the influence and he couldn’t take advantage of the situation. He didn’t say a word as he watched the young woman, waiting to see how far she would go. Leah unbuttoned her blouse and slid the garment off of her body. “You like?” She pulled roughly on Jack’s shirt, drawing it out of his jeans and forcing the man’s hands above his head. The shirt fell onto the floor behind him and Leah teased the hair on his chest. Jack took her face in his hands and kissed her full lips. Leah fell against him and swore she would have him all night long if that’s what it took to erase the memory of Camden from her mind.

When it was over, Jack asked, “Was it worth it?”

Leah turned to him, shocked at the question. “What?”

“You came to the bar today for one reason…because someone hurt you. Am I right?”

Leah turned away from him and pulled the sheet over her nakedness. “What do you know?” she sniffed.

Jack moved her hair to the back of her neck and kissed her shoulder. “I’ve been tending bar for six years. People come in all the time in an attempt to kill their pain. So tell me, who was the lucky man you wanted to be with tonight? Because I know it wasn’t me.”

“If you knew it wasn’t about you, then why did you sleep with me?”

“I’m not a saint, Leah, and need I remind you that you were the one to initiate this little romp?”

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December 24, 2015 Posted by | ebooks, erotic romance, passion | , , | Leave a comment

Submissive

Submissive

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As a submissive, Kara meets a wealthy and charming older man whose motives are kept hidden from her, Jenna will do anything for the prized award of a beautiful necklace made of the rarest seashells on the planet, and Heidi is lured into the private hospital of Dr. Harrison, a man from her past.

Excerpt:
There was a smile on Harrison’s face when Heidi entered the room. His back was to her, but he had caught the scent of her perfume earlier when he walked past her in the lobby.

“Have a seat, Heidi,” he said in a deep baritone that Heidi thought sounded familiar, but it was a voice she couldn’t place.

“I have a resume.”

With his hands in his pockets and continuing to stare out the window, Harrison said, “That won’t be necessary.”

“What do you mean? Has the job been filled?”

Harrison turned toward her and it was then that she remembered the profile. Her blood froze in her veins as he turned to face her. It all came back in a flash of lightning. The dark eyes, the face that could show kindness or cruelty depending upon the man’s many moods, the lips that were thick and soft when the two of them had kissed years ago, and the slender body that had filled out somewhat to form the broad physique of a grown man. He was sexy in a raw, edgy sort of way, but the desire to be refined had never been a part of him, though he craved respect.

“Harrison?”

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” The smirk on his face would be forever etched on her mind.

“I didn’t know you…”

“You didn’t know I was in charge of this enterprise, did you?”

“No. It doesn’t seem to fit you.”

“I could say the same for you. You didn’t seem like the Florence Nightengale type when I knew you.”

“People change, Harrison.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, Heidi.”

“And you’re an expert on human behavior?”

“Growing up with an alcoholic father and a mother who enabled his…well…behavior makes me an expert on a lot of things.”

Heidi looked down at the floor. She remembered well the many moods of Harrison’s father. He could vacillate between happy and angry faster than anyone she knew. She couldn’t remember the number of times she had witnessed the beatings Harrison received at the hands of his father. She shook her head as if to rid her mind of the memories.

“How did you hear of us?”

“There was an ad in the newspaper.”

“Ah, yes, the trusty pied piper. You may have noticed that I didn’t advertise on-line. The internet is so impersonal, and it brings out the worst of human behavior, wouldn’t you agree? Tucked away up here, no one questions my motives because few know this place exists. But the job is yours if you want it.”

Heidi tried to see behind the deep set eyes of her long ago beloved, but in his eyes she saw nothing but darkness. There was little emotion behind them, as was his intention. Years of abuse had instilled in him a stoicism rarely seen.

“What would I do here?”

“You will attend to the subjects, or patients, while I carry on my research.”

“Are the patients part of a drug study?”

“Just do as you’re told, Heidi. You should be good at taking orders.”

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December 10, 2015 Posted by | ebooks, erotic romance, love stories, sensual romance | , | Leave a comment

An American Dynasty

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An American Dynasty is the story of one family’s rise from the extreme poverty of the Great Depression to a dynasty of wealth and politics.

They are a family filled with empathy for their fellow countrymen as Jack Gilbert struggles with the paradoxes of the Great Depression: “Why are people hungry when there is enough food for everyone? Why are so many people without shelter when we can provide shelter for everyone? Why is there such an abundance of ignorance when we have the ability to educate everyone?”

They are a family of lust: “…they realize they are naked in a business office on a Sunday morning. Mary epitomizes the moment by getting up from the sofa and dancing naked around the office. Jack is in hysterics.”

They are a family of extreme passion: “Is that how you see me, a suckling on my breast? Is that your vision of a woman’s role in your idyllic society? Well, I certainly don’t want any part of it.”

They are a family that knows death: “He sees one more German still alive…he raises his arm with the pistol in his hand and shoots him twice in the head.”

They are a family fearful for their country’s future: “He has one final thought before entering politics. Freedom is not lost, it is stolen, and the thief is absolute wealth.

Excerpt:
Joshette parts her legs and tells Jack to hurry. Jack lowers her onto the desk and pulls her gently to him. Afterward, they go to the Colonial Hotel for dinner and drinks, but are relatively silent.

“You don’t need to make excuses for my behavior, Jack. I wanted sex, and you were in a position to give me what I wanted.”

“But I felt more than animal gratification.” He smiles a naughty smile, then continues, “I think we’re going to have to do this again.”

“You are an attractive man, a man that every woman wants, but you are still a man.”

For the next two days Jack and Joshette discover passion like nothing either has experienced. Jack isn’t this close to his own wife.

Forced to leave his French lover following the war, Jack returns to California and forms the Gilbert Industries Corporation, firmly entrenched in war profiteering, and becomes a millionaire before the age of thirty. When his uncle is killed, he inherits the man’s wealth and purchases an extravagant house in the Hollywood Hills. As new wars begin, the Gilberts become even wealthier, and Jack’s idealist beliefs all but vanish. After all, it is some of his businesses that manufacture weapons for war. But when his son goes to war, he is torn. He knows the horrors of war, and thoughts of his French lover that he left behind long ago begin to haunt him.

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December 4, 2015 Posted by | ebooks, historical romance, love stories | , | Leave a comment

The Novelist

The Novelist
Leah ran her fingers through her hair, pushing it away from her face, and Dr. Holcomb watched as the blonde strands fell lazily at her shoulders. She was beautiful, but a woman like her would never see a man like him as a romantic partner. With her bubbly personality, she had obviously been a cheerleader, probably married a jock right out of college. She looked at him, her blue eyes bright.

“What kind of romance are you looking for?”

Inside, he was screaming that he wanted a romance with her, a bodice-ripping, can’t get enough of you romance, but he shrugged his shoulders. “I read one of your books. It was pretty hot.”

Leah’s cheeks felt hot and her face turned crimson. “You read one of mine? I’m embarrassed.”

He put his hand on hers. “Don’t be. That’s what I want, the kind of romance you wrote about.”

Leah knew the doctor’s history, though he didn’t know that she knew. His first marriage had ended in divorce due to an affair he had ten years ago. The woman had lied about being pregnant and threatened to tell his wife if he didn’t divorce her. Once they were married, she faked a miscarriage, but medical records don’t lie. A few years later he discovered the truth when there had been a discrepancy on her pharmacy records. She had been on birth control the entire time. Leah learned that the doctor’s ex-wife had taken their two children halfway around the world to her home country of India and denied him access to them. His calls were blocked, mail was returned, and he now regretted what he had done, but Leah had little tolerance for men who cheated. They were a dime a dozen. Like the saying goes, “If they’ll do it with you, they’ll do it to you.” Leah realized she had been spacing out when Dr. Holcomb snapped his fingers.

“Where did you go?”

“Oh, sorry. Let me see how to segue into a hot scene.”

The doctor watched as Leah’s fingers began to type. Her petite features made him want to take her into his arms and keep her safe from the outside world. Her skin was as white as snow and made her appear delicate and helpless.

“What do you think of that? Too much…too little?”

“It’s perfect,” he added. Leah was perfect. She wasn’t older than he, like his first wife, nor was she much younger, like his current wife. She was the same age as he. He knew that from her chart.

After an hour had gone by and many scenes of an erotic nature written, Dr. Holcomb turned to Leah and stated, “I married the first woman who went out with me. We’re divorced now.”

Pointing to the doctor’s wedding band, Leah said, “And you’re married again.” It wasn’t a question.

“Yes,” he admitted, looking away. “But I’ll be divorced again soon.”

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November 20, 2015 Posted by | cheating, ebooks, erotic romance, love stories | , , | Leave a comment

Lucky Ones

Lucky Ones
Tad and Jansy were young and idealistic when he went to war and she went to college. While Tad learned to kill, Jansy gave herself to the first man who wanted her. They always thought that one day they would be together, but when Tad returns from the violence of war, he is different. He’s a killing machine. As for Jansy, she has experienced much more than the touch of another man.

Excerpt:
Joe’s smile was all it took to score a yes response from Jansy. He was a grown man, with a muscular body, dark hair, and eyes that sparkled when he smiled. But it was his moustache that made him sexy. The hair on his upper lip was full, unlike the thin layer of fuzz that men Jansy’s age were capable of sprouting. There was just a hint of chest hair peeking out from the top of his shirt, and Jansy felt an irresistible urge to run her hands through the mass of black, feeling the warmth of his chest, as she imagined making love to a man for the first time.

The following day, Joe took her to a house at the edge of campus where she was educated very quickly in various co-ed extracurricular activities. The place reeked of marijuana, and there were couples in heated arguments about the war, other couples were practically ‘doing it’ right in front of her, and she nearly gasped when she noticed a group of men with shaved heads and white robes. They were chanting something unfamiliar to her, but she knew what they were…members of a cult.

“Joe, I don’t think…”

He took her hand in his and spoke quietly. “There’s no pressure here. Everyone is free to be as they please,” he said with a chuckle at his rhyming.

Jansy wasn’t so sure about the place. “Who lives here?”

“Anyone and everyone. I live up there. Come on, I’ll show you.”

Not wanting to seem like a child, Jansy went with Joe to the upper floor of the house. He kissed her on the cheek and led her into his bedroom. When he handed her a beer, she took a big gulp and then another. “It’s good.”

“It’s imported. The old man insists on nothing but the best. He’s a corporate king…his words, not mine. He’s always chasing the dollar and he always wants more.”

Joe looked into Jansy’s glazed eyes, and then he kissed her like no other man had kissed her. He pulled his shirt up and over his head, and Jansy couldn’t resist touching the thick hair on his chest. It was soft, and she ran her hands from his neck to the waistband of his jeans. She hadn’t noticed Joe unbuttoning her blouse until she felt his hands on her naked breasts. She felt as if she were floating. It didn’t seem real. She could hear the low rumble of voices downstairs, and the room seemed to close in around her, and then there was nothing but blackness.

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November 8, 2015 Posted by | ebooks, love stories, sensual romance | , | 1 Comment

Dirty Deeds

Dirty Deeds
Dark shadows follow Jack Black and his brother, Reynold, wherever their lust for beautiful women and hunger for power and control lead them. A scapegoat for their underground sex ring is what they need, and they think they’ve found one in an overzealous surgeon, until a few of his patients mysteriously die.

Excerpt:
Dr. Shelborn placed the final suture in the patient and barked the usual orders at the chief resident. The operation had been a complicated one, but he wouldn’t trade places with anyone. This was where he belonged, and he would be damned if he would give up his place without a fight.

The heartland of America was well known for its wide open spaces, family farms, and polite, friendly people. Hardworking and neighborly, no one would have guessed that dark secrets were woven into its fabric. It was in this utopian facsimile that Jack and Reynold Black were strategically making their mark on the world stage. With healthcare in a state of upheaval, the Black brothers’ dream of owning the system outright by the end of the decade would surely become a reality, though they cared little about the quality of health of the citizens. Control and dominance were what they craved. What they needed was an insider willing to do their dirty work, and they knew exactly where to find one.

The hospital administrator agreed to do the Black brothers’ bidding, but not for nothing. He assumed the brothers were being bankrolled by their father, and he wanted his share. Once he had gained their trust, he let them in on his underground operation.

“Gentlemen, meet Sebastian.” Sebastian nodded. “Sebastian has just returned from abroad, bringing with him a priceless commodity. Show them, Sebastian.”

Sebastian brought up a screen that displayed his latest conquest.

“Women? Are you running some kind of sex trade? Because if you are, we want no part of it.”

“Not at all. The women come here of their free will. We match them with husbands they have chosen through our website.”

There was something unsettling about Sebastian, and the brothers were determined to find out more.

***

Jack rented a house for him and his new bride, and he was in awe of her from the beginning. Baking bread and sewing her own clothes, she fit in well with the natives of the region. The one thing she and Jack hadn’t done yet was consummate their marriage. Jack was afraid to touch such a delicate flower as Tatiana. Having no experience in matters of a sexual nature, Tatiana waited for Jack to guide her, thinking little of his hesitance.

As much as Jack wanted to make love to Tatiana, he knew it would be her first time, and he wasn’t sure if she was ready. He also didn’t know if the two of them would be together very long. Was it fair to Tatiana? She surprised him when she gently touched her fingers to his face, sliding them down to his lips and outlining their fullness. Jack took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He loved what he and his brother had built together and he needed to focus on that. Falling in love had not been part of the plan.

While at work, Jack tried to keep his thoughts about Tatiana in check, but she was distracting him from his original goal. He was falling for the young woman, but he didn’t dare let Reynold know his secret. Sebastian was much more difficult to fool. He watched Jack’s comings and goings with the eyes of an eagle. Tatiana was sweet, grateful and passionate, but more importantly, she was faithful. Any man would be thrilled to have a wife like her, and Sebastian wished he had kept her for himself.

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July 3, 2015 Posted by | erotic romance, love stories | , | Leave a comment

Hard as Hell

Hard As Hell
When Kara’s roommate introduces her to a wealthy and charming older man, she has no idea that charm and polite words mean little in his world. When she learns his true motive for desiring her, it appears to be too late to correct her unfortunate mistake of becoming part of his far reaching empire, with his informants willing to do anything for him.

Excerpt:
Kara gasped when she opened a box containing a strand of pearls and diamonds. “Are they real?”

Grant laughed at the naïvete of young Kara. “I will never settle for anything but the real thing.”

The conviction in his voice was on the edge of sinister, and Kara flinched a little at the touch of his finger making its way down her arm. He hooked the pearls at the back of her neck and led her to his bedroom. Behind the closed doors, he lay on the bed and ordered Kara to undress. Kara slid the zipper down in the black dress and looked into the dark brooding eyes of her master. Yes, this man was her master whether she wanted to admit it or not. He was her puppet master and when he pulled her strings, she danced for him.

***

Kara and Denise hurried aboard Grant’s jet and took a seat in the lap of luxury. Kara wondered why she heard the voice of Grant’s driver over the loudspeaker.

“He’s flying this thing?”

“Guess so.” Kara had no idea Grant’s driver was also a pilot, but there was a lot she didn’t know.

The airplane came to a stop with a jolt and the pilot entered the room where Denise and Kara were waiting. “Welcome home, ladies.”

Denise hopped out of her seat, eager to begin the adventure, but Kara noticed the somewhat sadistic, or was it hesitant, smile that formed on the pilot’s face. “Home?”

With the man looming over her, she felt a little fearful of him. His name, she learned, was Drago. He was a big man with broad shoulders and a wingspan that could rival a small aircraft. Kara had done a bit of snooping when Grant was asleep and discovered that Drago had been born and raised in Lithuania when it was part of the Soviet Union, that he had been trained to kill while working for the KGB, and that he loved vodka. He towered over her as he helped her down the steps.

“Grant is waiting at his private estate.”

A streaming light appeared and the magnificence of Grant’s island estate shone brightly. Kara’s breath caught as she took in the sight. The door opened and Grant stood in the entrance with his arms folded. His stance clearly indicated that he thought he was the king of the world. The two young women approached him slowly, as if waiting for some kind of signal from a higher being.

“Come in, ladies.”

Kara nodded, took her friend by the hand, and ran up the steps. “I didn’t know anyone could own an entire island.”

“My dear, Denise, everything is for sale.”

She looked around the interior and nodded. It was Kara who caught the true meaning of Grant’s words.

“Where in the world are we?”

“My privacy is of the utmost importance to me. Relax, my dear, and enjoy the weekend.” Grant opened a bottle of champagne and poured generous glasses. “Drago doesn’t usually partake, but when we’re on the island he can drink as much as he likes.”

Drago nodded as he downed the sparkling liquid in one big gulp.

“How about a tour of your home, Grant?”

Grant looked uneasily at Kara, but then he turned his attention to Drago. “Do me the honors, please. I believe I’ll visit with Denise. You don’t mind, do you, Kara?”

“Not at all.” If the old man was trying to make her jealous, it wasn’t working. Kara wanted him only for his money and nothing more. She was a little fearful, however, when Drago offered his hand, but the way his hand encased hers was somewhat reassuring and she relaxed as he guided her through the private home. The man’s hard exterior seemed to soften as he opened the door to each room. When he passed a door marked ‘private’ Kara asked what was inside.

Drago spoke softly, “Mr. Latham goes there to be alone or sometimes not so alone.”

“I see.”

They moved on, but when they came back around, they heard the deep voice of Grant Latham along with a giggling Denise. Drago stopped, so Kara wouldn’t see, but she saw anyway. The door to the room marked ‘private’ was opened and Grant and Denise went inside, closing the door behind them.

“Do not be upset,” Miss Kara.

“I’m not,” she lied.

Drago led her to a place within the home that was far removed from Grant’s room and motioned toward the photographs along the wall.

“What’s this?”

“Hard as Hell,” erotic romance by K. Lyn, is available from Apple, Barnes & Noble, Amazon, All Romance ebooks, Coffeetime Romance and Kobo. Website – http://www.beautobeau.com.

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