| Author: | Marlo Peterson | ISBN: | 9781533728302 |
| Publisher: | Marlo Peterson | Publication: | April 29, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Marlo Peterson |
| ISBN: | 9781533728302 |
| Publisher: | Marlo Peterson |
| Publication: | April 29, 2016 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Divorce can bring new life.
Martina is reeling after she and her husband decide to call it quits. Still in her twenties and only a week after the ink on the divorce papers are dry, she seeks newness in her life by applying for an assistant job at the technology company Rollins Enterprises.
To her shock and awe, Martina gets hired right away and has to board the jet with handsome young billionaire Mr. Rollins, as he whisks her off to a new life.
Mr. Rollins quickly lets Martina know that his company is tight knit because they travel the world together and that they operate like a secret society. As soon as she steps onto the jet, Martina quickly learns that she's on a path toward adventure, dominance and submission and sexual exploration that stimulates all of her senses and helps her make sense of this crazy world -- all under the guided hands of an alpha male billionaire.
This is the first part of a series, so keep reading!
EXCERPT:
I’ve never come across anything like this before.
After checking out my naked rump, Mr. Rollins took a seat in the chair that was positioned directly in front of the bed. He folded his fingers and stood up with straight posture, as if he had an announcement to make.
“Lie down on the bed. I need to know you if I’m going to allow you to work so closely to me as my personal assistant,” he said.
I turned around and did as I was told. My legs dangled off of the edge of the bed as I lay on my back, spread eagle for Mr. Rollins. I looked him in his eyes and then looked away. I was embarrassed and nervous, as if my entire body was blushing.
My pretty little bald pink, waxed pussy felt so vulnerable, but it was an immense turn-on.
“The correct response to any command I give you is ‘Yes, Mr. Rollins’, do I make myself clear?” he asked.
A gasp escaped my throat as my breath quickened. It was so hot to let go and allow him to take command. He hasn’t even touched me yet, but I feel so dominated.
“Yes, Mr. Rollins,” I said like a good girl.
“That’s more like it. Now show me how you touch yourself,” he said.
Divorce can bring new life.
Martina is reeling after she and her husband decide to call it quits. Still in her twenties and only a week after the ink on the divorce papers are dry, she seeks newness in her life by applying for an assistant job at the technology company Rollins Enterprises.
To her shock and awe, Martina gets hired right away and has to board the jet with handsome young billionaire Mr. Rollins, as he whisks her off to a new life.
Mr. Rollins quickly lets Martina know that his company is tight knit because they travel the world together and that they operate like a secret society. As soon as she steps onto the jet, Martina quickly learns that she's on a path toward adventure, dominance and submission and sexual exploration that stimulates all of her senses and helps her make sense of this crazy world -- all under the guided hands of an alpha male billionaire.
This is the first part of a series, so keep reading!
EXCERPT:
I’ve never come across anything like this before.
After checking out my naked rump, Mr. Rollins took a seat in the chair that was positioned directly in front of the bed. He folded his fingers and stood up with straight posture, as if he had an announcement to make.
“Lie down on the bed. I need to know you if I’m going to allow you to work so closely to me as my personal assistant,” he said.
I turned around and did as I was told. My legs dangled off of the edge of the bed as I lay on my back, spread eagle for Mr. Rollins. I looked him in his eyes and then looked away. I was embarrassed and nervous, as if my entire body was blushing.
My pretty little bald pink, waxed pussy felt so vulnerable, but it was an immense turn-on.
“The correct response to any command I give you is ‘Yes, Mr. Rollins’, do I make myself clear?” he asked.
A gasp escaped my throat as my breath quickened. It was so hot to let go and allow him to take command. He hasn’t even touched me yet, but I feel so dominated.
“Yes, Mr. Rollins,” I said like a good girl.
“That’s more like it. Now show me how you touch yourself,” he said.
