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Marlo Peterson
The Billionaire's Cheerleader (BW/WM Billionaire Erotic Romance)
The Billionaire's Cheerleader (BW/WM Billionaire Erotic Romance)
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Cameron is the new cheerleader for her city's professional football team. When she's invited up to the owner's press box for a little more pleasure than business, she's intrigued. When the owner tells her to wear something sexy, she's turned on.
What follows is a scorching hot encounter filled with rough sex on a leather couch, exhibitionism, sixty-nine and so much more. Will the handsome billionaire make her scream? Read on to find out...
EXCERPT:
After a few glasses of champagne, I quickly became comfortable, and I also realized that if this is the good life, I didn’t want to go back. We spoke about everything from current events and work to family life, before my intrigue took over.
“So, Mark. To what pleasure do I owe this meeting?”
He took a sip of his champagne and smiled, before speaking.
“Well, you were a handpicked hire by me,” he said.
I smiled, trying to conceal my surprise.
“I want you to enjoy your job and get what you need out of it, so I won’t interfere with that. You just seemed interesting and look amazing, so what better way to spend a Sunday afternoon, than with a beautiful woman?”
Wow. This, I could totally get used to. I had dated enough losers in the past, that I wasn’t opposed at all to mixing and mingling with a winner.
Before I could say a word, Mark leaned in and planted his lips against mine. I loved the way his lips felt pressed against my plush, pink lips, and I reached up and touched my hand to his smoothly shaven face, while massaging his tongue with my own.
What follows is a scorching hot encounter filled with rough sex on a leather couch, exhibitionism, sixty-nine and so much more. Will the handsome billionaire make her scream? Read on to find out...
EXCERPT:
After a few glasses of champagne, I quickly became comfortable, and I also realized that if this is the good life, I didn’t want to go back. We spoke about everything from current events and work to family life, before my intrigue took over.
“So, Mark. To what pleasure do I owe this meeting?”
He took a sip of his champagne and smiled, before speaking.
“Well, you were a handpicked hire by me,” he said.
I smiled, trying to conceal my surprise.
“I want you to enjoy your job and get what you need out of it, so I won’t interfere with that. You just seemed interesting and look amazing, so what better way to spend a Sunday afternoon, than with a beautiful woman?”
Wow. This, I could totally get used to. I had dated enough losers in the past, that I wasn’t opposed at all to mixing and mingling with a winner.
Before I could say a word, Mark leaned in and planted his lips against mine. I loved the way his lips felt pressed against my plush, pink lips, and I reached up and touched my hand to his smoothly shaven face, while massaging his tongue with my own.
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