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Submitting to her Rich Patrons: Seduced by my Billionaire Bosses (DP Menage Workplace Erotica)
Submitting to her Rich Patrons: Seduced by my Billionaire Bosses (DP Menage Workplace Erotica)
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Annabella Ryder is a talented artist who thinks she’s gotten her big break when two wealthy, handsome patrons show unexpected interest in her work.
But when they make her an offer of a lifetime, she’s faced with a decision she never expected: they’ll catapult her to stardom... but only if she agrees to become their personal sex slave!
Annabella is excited by them in ways she’s never felt before, but her inexperience makes her cautious. Will she agree to their proposal, and submit to their desire for her?
Excerpt:
“Smith and I appreciate people like you,” Jordan sat back and smoothed his tie. His eyes fell to the curves of my legs folded in front of me. A blush burned at my skin. “Artists, musicians, those people with the creativity and brilliance to make our culture that much more enjoyable. We went the way of the business track, because that is what we’re brilliant at.” I didn’t know if he was gloating or not, and I didn’t want to venture into it any further.
“So now we show our appreciation by collecting people like you,” Smith added. A mischievous smile played at his lips.
“Collecting?”
“We will be your patrons,” Jordan clarified. Smith stood as his partner spoke and slowly circled behind me. The hair on the back of my neck rose as his strong hands touched down lightly on my shoulders.
“Under us, you will become one of the biggest artists in this town. You have the talent, and we have the money. You will be invited to all the best parties, associate with the best people,” Jordan leaned forward as Smith's fingers massaged gently into my tense muscles, “and focus all your energies on whatever best suits your creative processes.”
“Okay,” my head started to cloud with pleasure from the massage. I loved being touched, and Smith's deft fingers were very experienced. “What’s the catch though? You’re going to do all this for me, and I just keep on like I am? I mean, barring any projects you want from me.” Jordan chuckled and stroked his chin.
“You’re a smart woman. Brighter than some of our other clients,” he leaned forward in his chair. His eyes pierced into me with dark intent. “The catch... is that we want you.”
A heady shiver of desire moved through my body. Smith's hands worked slow and purposefully on my neck and shoulders as Jordan sat tall across from me, undressing me with his eyes.
“We like your art, and we like your body,” Jordan continued with a smooth confidence. “You’re a beautiful woman. Beauty and talent together in one package is hard to resist. So how about this: right now, you give yourself to us. We can do what we like with you, and in exchange, we will personally see to it that you achieve the success you deserve. You savvy?”
I bit back a gasp as I felt Smith's breath on my cheek.
“I promise we will take very good care of you,” he whispered.
But when they make her an offer of a lifetime, she’s faced with a decision she never expected: they’ll catapult her to stardom... but only if she agrees to become their personal sex slave!
Annabella is excited by them in ways she’s never felt before, but her inexperience makes her cautious. Will she agree to their proposal, and submit to their desire for her?
Excerpt:
“Smith and I appreciate people like you,” Jordan sat back and smoothed his tie. His eyes fell to the curves of my legs folded in front of me. A blush burned at my skin. “Artists, musicians, those people with the creativity and brilliance to make our culture that much more enjoyable. We went the way of the business track, because that is what we’re brilliant at.” I didn’t know if he was gloating or not, and I didn’t want to venture into it any further.
“So now we show our appreciation by collecting people like you,” Smith added. A mischievous smile played at his lips.
“Collecting?”
“We will be your patrons,” Jordan clarified. Smith stood as his partner spoke and slowly circled behind me. The hair on the back of my neck rose as his strong hands touched down lightly on my shoulders.
“Under us, you will become one of the biggest artists in this town. You have the talent, and we have the money. You will be invited to all the best parties, associate with the best people,” Jordan leaned forward as Smith's fingers massaged gently into my tense muscles, “and focus all your energies on whatever best suits your creative processes.”
“Okay,” my head started to cloud with pleasure from the massage. I loved being touched, and Smith's deft fingers were very experienced. “What’s the catch though? You’re going to do all this for me, and I just keep on like I am? I mean, barring any projects you want from me.” Jordan chuckled and stroked his chin.
“You’re a smart woman. Brighter than some of our other clients,” he leaned forward in his chair. His eyes pierced into me with dark intent. “The catch... is that we want you.”
A heady shiver of desire moved through my body. Smith's hands worked slow and purposefully on my neck and shoulders as Jordan sat tall across from me, undressing me with his eyes.
“We like your art, and we like your body,” Jordan continued with a smooth confidence. “You’re a beautiful woman. Beauty and talent together in one package is hard to resist. So how about this: right now, you give yourself to us. We can do what we like with you, and in exchange, we will personally see to it that you achieve the success you deserve. You savvy?”
I bit back a gasp as I felt Smith's breath on my cheek.
“I promise we will take very good care of you,” he whispered.
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