Novels by SUZAN

The email had been short and direct: My office. 8 PM. Don't be late.Ella stared at her computer screen, her stomach twisting into knots. It was 7:47 PM now, and the rest of the office had cleared out hours ago. She was alone on the top floor of Sterling Industries with nothing but the hum of the air conditioning and her racing heartbeat for company.She had screwed up. Badly.The merger documents she had sent to the legal team that morning had contained an error in the financial projections. A small one, but in a deal worth three hundred million dollars, small mistakes became massive problems. Mr. Blackwood had called her into his office that afternoon, his expression unreadable as he informed her that he expected her to stay late to fix it.But that was hours ago. She had corrected the documents by 6 PM and sent them off.So why did he want to see her now?Ella stood on shaky legs, smoothing down her pencil skirt. She had been working as Executive Assistant to Damien Blackwood for e

Tina slowly pulled me up from the bed.My body moved without resistance, still trembling from the aftershocks of what she had just done to me. My legs were weak. My skin was flushed. Every nerve ending was still humming with sensation.She kissed me.Deep. Slow. Thorough. Her tongue slid against mine and I could taste myself on her lips, musky and sweet and intoxicating. My hands found her body without my brain's permission, reaching for her, needing to touch her the way she had touched me.I grabbed her breasts.They were huge and heavy in my palms, soft and warm and perfect. I squeezed them, feeling their weight, my thumbs brushing over her nipples. They were hard, peaked, begging for attention. I lowered my mouth to one of them and sucked.Hard.Like I was starved for air. Like I had been waiting my entire life for permission to do this. My tongue swirled around the stiff peak, licking and sucking and pulling it into my mouth. Tina's hand came to the back of my head, her fingers th

Before I could respond her hands were on my thighs, spreading them wider. She positioned herself between my legs, lowering herself down until her face was level with my center. She looked up at me from there, her eyes dark and hungry, and the sight of her between my thighs looking at me like that made me clench all over again."The second one," she said, her breath warm against my inner thigh, "is the vaginal orgasm."She didn't use her mouth. Not yet. Her hand came up and one long finger pressed against my entrance, circling it slowly, teasing. I was soaked. So wet that the slightest touch made me gasp.She pushed one finger inside me.I moaned loudly, my hips pushing down to take more. The feeling of her inside me was different from this morning. Different from anything. Fuller. Deeper. More intimate. She moved slowly, curling her finger upward until she found that spot deep inside me that made my vision go white."There," Tina breathed, watching my face carefully. "Feel that?""Yes

I almost walked past the classroom.The door was slightly open and I was about to knock when something caught my eye. Something that made my feet stop moving and my breath catch in my throat.Miss Tina was under her desk.Not sitting behind it. Under it. On her knees, her back to me, doing something I couldn't quite make out. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist and her legs were spread just enough that I could see everything between them.Everything.A thin strip of black lace sat tucked between her thighs. Her underwear. Not on her. On the floor beside her knee. She was putting on a skirt, pulling it up slowly over her hips, adjusting it into place.I don't know how long I stood there staring. A second. Five seconds. Long enough for heat to rush through my body so fast it made my head spin. Heat that started low in my belly and spread outward like something had been turned on inside me. Something I didn't know was there.Miss Tina looked up.Our eyes met and I felt my face burn

The university library was nearly empty at 9 PM on a Thursday, exactly how Mara preferred it. She'd claimed her usual spot in the back corner of the third floor, surrounded by towering shelves of forgotten literature that nobody bothered with anymore. Her psychology textbook lay open in front of her, but she'd read the same paragraph three times without absorbing a single word.The quiet was hypnotic. Just the distant hum of the heating system and the occasional whisper of pages turning somewhere far below.Then she heard footsteps.Mara looked up, and her breath caught.He was tall, well over six feet, with dark hair that fell carelessly across his forehead and a jawline that could cut glass. He wore a simple black henley that hugged his broad shoulders and faded jeans that hung perfectly on his hips. When his eyes met hers, they were a striking hazel that seemed to see right through her."Sorry to interrupt," he said, his voice low and smooth like aged whiskey. "Do you know where th