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Fiona Murphy!!
His Sugar Baby (BBW Erotic Romance)
Grant
I made my first million at sixteen, my first billion before I was
thirty. I get what I want how I want it, and I have no problem paying for it,
that includes women. Hell, I’ve already been doing it with the women I’ve been
dating. They enjoy my credit cards during the day and I’m supposed to be able
to enjoy them at night but as the weeks go on the excuses pile up but they
still spend my money. So I’m done with dating. It’s time for a woman who knows
the deal and signs on the dotted line. I’m looking for a sugar baby, it's
instant lust when I find Anne. Until I find out she hasn't just been a sugar
baby before; she's sold herself by the hour in Las Vegas. It's one step too far
for me, only I can't stop thinking about her. I find out she had her reasons
for what she did, like I have mine. Her past is her past; I want her for what
she is now. Besides, this is just sex, a simple exchange for time and money.
Except, little by little, it becomes far from simple as I find out money
doesn't buy everything.
Anne
I thought I was done with being a sugar baby, of selling myself
for security and a better life than the one I grew up in. I tried to go white
collar, after working my ass off to get a degree in accounting; only, things
don’t always go as planned. The instant attraction to Grant is a cherry on top;
he's gorgeous and very generous. Is that why all my rules begin to blur, blend,
and break to please him? I'm not ashamed of my past and all I’ve experienced,
but it doesn't prepare me for Grant and all the things he wants and needs from
me. I don't believe in forever, in happily ever after. What happens when he
wants more than I give?
Excerpt Dirty
“Fifty thousand a month for a year, whether we make it the entire
twelve months or not. You’ll also get a credit card for personal use, whatever
you want to use it on, no limit.”
Her reaction isn’t what I expect. Taking a step back, she shakes
her head. “What are you expecting from me?”
I follow her. “You, all of you. I’m not into kinky shit or
anything. You make the rules. I’ll accept what you are willing to give or not
give. You don’t do blow jobs, fine, but I’ll need to taste you, that preview in
the car wasn’t enough.”
“If you want to.” The words come out of her in a rush. Her grey
eyes begin to glow as my hands catch her hips to keep her where I want her,
close to me.
“You’ll spread your pussy wide for me to feast when I want.” It’s
not a question. I can smell her wet for me; I need to taste her again. Sliding
my hands down over her beautiful round ass, I squeeze what has been tempting
me.
“Yes, yes.” Her hips rock against my straining cock.
Fuck, her breathing flutters as she rocks against me again.
Needing to know before I tear her clothes off and fuck her where we stand; I
almost groan as I ask. “Any other no-gos for the bedroom?”
“Anal.”
“You mentioned it already, I’ll live without it. Tell me more, any
other limits?” Her hand comes up to my arm to steady herself. Her breathing
does that thing again, then her other hand is at my waist. Her eyes are
hypnotic pools of silver.
Her voice is trembling. “I agree to sex at least three times a
week, but I have the right to say no to more than five. The right to my own
space and to sleep in it instead of with you. No pimping me out or trying to
share me with other men or women. No fondling me in front of people. No
discussing our arrangement publicly, if you talk to your friends about it
privately I’m fine, but just not putting it on blast to just anyone.”
“When you say three times, is that each time I fuck you or every time
I take you.” Fuck, she’s panting for me to be inside her. Her hands go around
my neck then pull me down to her mouth.
“Take me.” She groans into my mouth.
Clinging to my last shred of sanity I ask the last question that
matters, “Are you protected? I fuck bare and I want to come inside you.”
“Yes, yes.” She moans as she presses her breasts against my chest.
“You’re mine.” It’s not a question. Question time is over.
About Fiona Murphy
Due to commitment issues I have lived in many different cities and my favorite is Chicago but I have managed to settle into Austin and perhaps my commitment issues are behind me.
I have enjoyed reading from a very young age and it wasn't long before the children books bored me and I read the books my mother enjoyed Stephen King and Dean Koontz and I didn't sleep without the light on until I was about ten.
I came across my first Harlequin by accident and it was love at first read, no one died and
Happy endings? It was a whole new world and I loved it.
I wrote my first story at eight and everyone died, of course. Since then I would like to think I've gotten better and now I'm writing the happily ever afters I first fell in love with, with some hot sex thrown in along the way.
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