Author: | Marlo Peterson | ISBN: | 9781533705907 |
Publisher: | Marlo Peterson | Publication: | June 7, 2016 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Marlo Peterson |
ISBN: | 9781533705907 |
Publisher: | Marlo Peterson |
Publication: | June 7, 2016 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
Before you make lemons into lemonade, you have to confront your pain.
Martina is swept away in the fantasy land of a tropical vacation, just days into her new assistant position at Rollins Enterprises. A surprise visit from Mr. Rollins in her sleep leads Martina on a late night adventure into the depths of her love, hurt and sexuality.
There are some surprises around the corner for her that will push Martina to her limits as she presses further out of her comfort zone to new beginnings. All under the guided hands of an alpha male billionaire...
EXCERPT:
"Don't lie to me. Tell me what is on your heart," he demanded, yanking a fistful of my hair and rolling his hips side to side, teasing and pleasing my piping hot p-ssy with the head of his c-ck.
My fingers dug into the wood on the side of the ship as I tried my best to keep my wits about me.
But boy, oh boy…
The dominance he exerted over me, met with the feeling of his erection teasing me so mercilessly had me feeling as though I was going to explode.
I’m so hot for Mr. Rollins that I felt my womanly fluids running all the way down my leg, hot, wet, sticky. So erotic.
This isn’t like any job I’ve ever had in my life.
Before you make lemons into lemonade, you have to confront your pain.
Martina is swept away in the fantasy land of a tropical vacation, just days into her new assistant position at Rollins Enterprises. A surprise visit from Mr. Rollins in her sleep leads Martina on a late night adventure into the depths of her love, hurt and sexuality.
There are some surprises around the corner for her that will push Martina to her limits as she presses further out of her comfort zone to new beginnings. All under the guided hands of an alpha male billionaire...
EXCERPT:
"Don't lie to me. Tell me what is on your heart," he demanded, yanking a fistful of my hair and rolling his hips side to side, teasing and pleasing my piping hot p-ssy with the head of his c-ck.
My fingers dug into the wood on the side of the ship as I tried my best to keep my wits about me.
But boy, oh boy…
The dominance he exerted over me, met with the feeling of his erection teasing me so mercilessly had me feeling as though I was going to explode.
I’m so hot for Mr. Rollins that I felt my womanly fluids running all the way down my leg, hot, wet, sticky. So erotic.
This isn’t like any job I’ve ever had in my life.