Arianne’s just regular girl pushed into a corner and desperately looking
for a way out.
Puzzled by, but acutely aware of,
the obsession that had overtaken Arianne, Derek slid his tongue along the outer
edges of her folds. Fluttering little licks, he teased her. He could taste and
smell the mixture of his sperm, her juices, and seawater. When he touched her
clitoris, her body tensed. It was as if she had never released herself in their
lovemaking. He could sense she was as aroused now as when he had her in the
water. With the tip his tongue he flicked at her. Each touch brought a hissing
release as if a whip had caressed her skin.
The muscles in his jaw and neck
began to scream, but he didn’t stop. Arianne’s hips rocked to and fro. Glancing
up he could see her erect nipples, hardened from her inflamed passion. Her eyes
were closed. Her face contorted with an emotion he couldn’t fathom. Her chest
rose and fell with each pant. With an unexpected suddenness, she released his
head, allowing it to fall back onto the wet sand.
She pulled away and rotated
one-hundred and eighty degrees then slipped his semi-hard cock into her mouth.
Gripping him like a vice, she slid her wet lips along his shaft, urging him,
forcing him to become aroused. Her hands alternated between tenderly squeezing
and rolling his testicles to dragging her nails along his inner thighs. At last
she had achieved her goal. He was fully erect and fully aroused. He struggled
to get up, but Arianne stopped him. She pressed his shoulders into the sand.”
She dropped onto him, banging her
buttocks onto his stomach. Derek tried to thrust up into her, but Arianne
grabbed a testicle and softly directed, “Don’t move.”
He froze in obedience.
With a controlled dominance in her
tone, Arianne said, “Look at me. I want to watch your eyes as you come. I want
to see the burning desire in your soul and I want to see the moment it’s
released.”
She raised herself dragging her wet
sex up and down his shaft. With her index and middle fingers, she held herself
open so he could watch himself slide in and out of her. She used her other hand
to fondle her clitoris, ever so gently so she would not climax until she’d
tortured him.
Derek’s eyes closed. “Arianne,” he
moaned.
“Beg, Derek. Tell me what you want.
Tell me what you need.”
Blurb:
Two O’clock with the Billionaire is Daryl Devoré’s latest hot romance. A
contemporary romance sweetened with a bit of vanilla sexcapades.
Where Derek
Davenport is concerned, women only had one thing in mind: trap him into a
marriage. The perfect way out? Hire a courtesan. While partying with his
buddies he places an online ad that reads – Woman Wanted.
Unemployed and
nearing financial desperation, Arianne is forced to step out of her comfort
zone and answers an ad that reads Woman
Wanted. With minimal hours and excellent pay, she accepts the position of
courtesan to a handsome billionaire.
Their sexual
antics cause emotions neither is willing to admit it. Will Arianne and Derek
drive each other crazy…or will they fall in love first?
Note: This book
was previously published by New Dawning Bookfair under the title A Kept Woman.
About the Author:
Two writers in
one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines.
Victoria Adams is Daryl Devoré's alter ego when she's inspired to write sweet
romances with little to no heat.
Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in
Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a large salt water aquarium full of fish, a
black cat named Licorice and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has
flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or
snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence
River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep
in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and
used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having
fun living it.
Hi Kathryn and Darryl,
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like an awesome read :) I love the premise and enjoyed the excerpt. Thank you both :)
Hugs
Roz