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At His Bidding (The Billionaire's Secret Slave)
At His Bidding (The Billionaire's Secret Slave)
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Rebecca has agreed to obey her demanding boss Simon's every command. But as things heat up between them, Rebecca can't help wondering why he chose her. Can she overcome her insecurities and give in to the strongest passion she's ever felt?
This 5000-word story contains oral sex, spanking, and a hot billionaire dominating his sexy assistant. Adults only! Sequel to THE BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET SLAVE.
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A hot excerpt from AT HIS BIDDING:
He turned his chair to face me as I moved to where he sat. Stopping in front of him, I simply stood there, unsure of what to do. He would tell me, I knew. He liked doing that – and honestly, I liked it when he did it, too.
Mr. Bishop reached out, those strong fingers touching my skin again, just like they had earlier. He trailed a hand down my side, the curve of my waist, my hip. “Get on your knees,” he said, and now his voice was rough with arousal. I could see a bulge in his trousers, even more evidence that he wanted me. “You've got gorgeous lips. I want to see them wrapped around my c**k.”
I couldn't suppress a shiver of desire at those words, at the casual way he said them. Like it was his right. I knelt, looking up at him as I reached out to undo his pants.
“You look pretty like that, Rebecca. On your knees, wearing that. Just like I knew you would.”
This 5000-word story contains oral sex, spanking, and a hot billionaire dominating his sexy assistant. Adults only! Sequel to THE BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET SLAVE.
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A hot excerpt from AT HIS BIDDING:
He turned his chair to face me as I moved to where he sat. Stopping in front of him, I simply stood there, unsure of what to do. He would tell me, I knew. He liked doing that – and honestly, I liked it when he did it, too.
Mr. Bishop reached out, those strong fingers touching my skin again, just like they had earlier. He trailed a hand down my side, the curve of my waist, my hip. “Get on your knees,” he said, and now his voice was rough with arousal. I could see a bulge in his trousers, even more evidence that he wanted me. “You've got gorgeous lips. I want to see them wrapped around my c**k.”
I couldn't suppress a shiver of desire at those words, at the casual way he said them. Like it was his right. I knelt, looking up at him as I reached out to undo his pants.
“You look pretty like that, Rebecca. On your knees, wearing that. Just like I knew you would.”
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