Thursday, 15 March 2018

#Xcerpt #Excerpt #NSFW #Quickanddirty #billionaire #Alphahero "Baby, I'm pretty much constantly fucking hard when you're around."







Book 1, A Quick Billionaires Novel

The best way to get over a millionaire is to get under a billionaire.

Travel writer Parker Ryan wants to erase every last trace of her ex from her mind, body, and soul, and what better way to forget a man than to take an all-expenses-paid trip to Tahiti? She’ll have ten days to write a feature piece about The Windward Hibiscus Resort. That leaves plenty of time for fun and sun—

And a smoking hot fling with Tate McAllister, billionaire resort owner, scuba instructor, philanthropist, and let’s face it—sex god.

Parker knows she’s not supposed to mix business with pleasure, but Tate’s ready and willing to wow her in and out of the bedroom. She can get the job done and let him fulfill all her fantasies, can’t she?

But she won’t, repeat—won’t—fall in love with the man. Even if every part of her wants to.




EXCERPT

Wasn’t that what these ten days were all about? Unleashing my darkest fantasies and my deepest desires? I’d never see him again. He kept himself out of the limelight and off the radar, and I certainly didn’t want the world knowing my depraved business. It was the perfect setup. A week and a half of rediscovery, orgasms and companionship, and then I could return to New York and sort my life out from there.
“Yes,” I said quietly, tossing my shoulders back. I was looking toward the ceiling at first, but then my eyes slowly shifted lower, the erection in his shorts drawing my gaze like a magnet.
“Holy fuck,” he said. “That sounds incredible. You are a wild and nasty little thing, aren’t you? A closet pervert.”
I shook my head and laughed. “Uh, no. Couldn’t be further from either of those things, actually.”
His grin was impish and stirred something so primal, so savage inside me I had to resist the sudden urge to grab his ears and ram his face back between my legs and smother him with my pussy.
“Oh, I think you’re far dirtier than you let on. We just have to peel back the stiff layers of prude to get at your sweet, soft, corrupt little core.” He hummed thoughtfully. “Well, best start fulfilling those fantasies, hmm?” His fingers found the strings of my bikini bottoms, and in seconds I was laid bare and open for him, my pussy lips swollen and glistening with my arousal from his earlier attention.
I reached behind me and untied my top, tossing it next to the other scrap of material. My breasts tumbled out, and my nipples hardened to stiff peaks, red and desperate for his touch, for his teeth, for his tongue.
Quickly Tate removed his shorts, and a second later, his erection was bobbing hard and happy in the water in front of me, the thick head a dark plum and so full of blood. It was demanding I take him in my mouth, demanding I taste him. Lick that delicious salty drop of pre-cum off and let it slide down my throat.
“I thought I was supposed to deprive myself?” he said gruffly, his eyes following mine. With a knowing and sultry grin, he took himself in his palm and started to stroke his cock from root to tip. Back and forth his hand ran the length of him, the veins pulsing, his crown growing an even darker purple.
Mesmerized, I continued to watch him.
“You like this?” he asked, his voice thick with longing.
“Yes.”
“You want to suck my cock, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm, I want that too. Here,” he helped me down off the ledge and into the water.
I hadn’t noticed before, but in the basin where we were standing, there was a series of circular steps beneath the water, running down deep into the pool like a funnel. Tate was standing on the uppermost step and guided me down two steps so that I was face-to-face with his gorgeous length.
“Suck it, Parker. Just for a bit. I won’t come, I promise. But I want to feel your gorgeous lips around my cock. It’s all I’ve been able to think about since you walked into my hotel with a scowl on that beautiful face of yours. I wanted to make you fall to your knees, ram myself to the back of your throat and make you smile as you heard me moan your name.”

Holy mother of God, the man knew how to talk dirty. I was surprised steam didn’t start to rise around me in the water. My skin, my entire body was on absolute fire.



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