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Executive Positions
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Blurb
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EROTICA
Four years of foreplay is enough...
Avril Blanco experiences several positions with the newest executive in the advertising firm of William Carver.
The complication...Monday morning the younger, driven man will be her boss.
Ian Carver is taking over as CEO for his ailing father. His first executive decision-- renegotiate Avril's job
description. He's looking for a partner, in and out of bed.
But will she risk the reputation of sleeping her way to the top?
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Excerpt
Erotica
Only her heavy breaths filled the silence of the office. She parted her blouse and placed her hand on the flat of her stomach. Muscles quivered. She thought of Ian’s long fingers, inching lower. A rush of cream drenched her panties. The quickening of tension, the tightening of her muscles revealed just how deep her need.
A leather chair creaked and her hand stilled.
Oh hell, someone was in her office. Ian. Anticipation followed
and amplified her unease. Her heart thundered, almost painful in
intensity, and jumped into her throat as her eyelids slid closed.
Inhaling deeply, she tried to slow the frantic rhythm of her pulse.
The rustle of clothing and the tread of his step on the carpet revealed
his approach. Her mouth was suddenly dry. She licked her lips and
swallowed, but it didn't help. Pursing them, she released a long
steadying exhale. Skin was the only thing keeping her together. Nerves
sizzled and snapped. Oh hell, she was in trouble now.
"What are you doing in here?" Her breath clouded the glass. His warmed
her neck.
"Looking for you." His touch was light, almost elusive as he smoothed
her hair to the side.
"You shouldn't be here." A subtle kiss to the back of her neck aroused
her further, and she whimpered.
"Close your eyes, Avril. No one is here. I'm not here." His mouth opened,
and his hot slick tongue flicked against her ear. Moving closer, he
aligned their bodies.
Placing his warm hands on her shoulders, he positioned her, nestling the
rigid length of his cock in the cleft of her ass. Unable to stop, she
arched and he pressed closer. "You feel very real."
Incredible actually and completely forbidden.
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