FAZER LOGINThe first night she touched herself, I was taken by surprise. I was sitting in my home office, and all three monitors on my desk were showing Rose laid out on her bed. I installed these cameras myself, and I was the only one with the feed. I didn’t want anyone else to see her like this, it was just for me.She was hot that night, and it may have had something to do with me setting the temperature in her room to the eighties. I wanted to see her sweat and possibly remove some clothes in an effort to cool down. What I saw her do was far more than I bargained for.I sit back in my chair and take a sip of my vodka. Most men my age drink some kind of dark liquor, but I never developed a taste for it, preferring vodka on the rocks with a twist of lemon. Sipping the cold drink, I feel it run down my throat and warm my chest. I watch as she pushes the covers off her completely, exposing her body and trying to cool off. The cameras are high definition and have night vision, but I still can’t s
The first time I saw her, I was getting into a car outside Echo, having just finished a business dinner there. Cupid had the door open for me, and I looked over my shoulder and saw her. I literally stopped moving and just stared at her. She looked like a model with her slim body, long legs, and her hair pulled back from her face, but her features were soft and angelic. She was unlike anything I’d ever seen, and I was struck dumb by her soft beauty.“That’s Rose Burch, assistant to the Cortez brothers,” Cupid whispered without my even having to ask.I started to walk over, but at that moment the brothers came out of the restaurant, each of them wrapping an arm around her. I could have breathed fire I was so angry at seeing them with her. I whirled around and got into the back of the car, letting Cupid get in after me. Once he shut the door, the driver pulled away. I chewed on my fingernail as I stared out the window, seething with jealousy. She belonged to them. I was angry with myself
I cannot believe I’m doing this. Only for her would I come here again. The last and only time I’ve ever been to a mistress auction was to help torture the Cortez brothers.“And here he is, the devil himself. Looking the part and all.”Samantha looks me up and down, eyeing my costume. I’m dressed in all black, on my head sit two red horns, and I’m holding a dark red pitchfork. I thought the devil costume seemed appropriate as it’s what Rose called me the entire time she worked for me.“It just had to be a Halloween-themed auction, didn’t it?”Samantha’s wicked smile is all-knowing, and I could chew nails at the sight of it. Samantha is dressed in black as well, but when she smiles, her blood red lips reveal fangs. “Everything is in place, Mr. Townsend. I look forward to our transaction after the auction is complete. Please enjoy your evening.”I watch her walk away. As she reaches the door, she is stopped by Leo Ramsey. He’s a local real estate developer in Vegas, and he’s big money. H
I don’t know what possesses me, maybe the underlying attraction I feel towards him, or maybe the alcohol. Hell, maybe I just want to get a rise out of him and see what he’ll do. Mostly, I know it’s because, come tomorrow, I’ll likely never see him again. Vegas is a little city at times, but I can avoid crossing paths with him. I think all those reasons combined have me pressing my lips against his.At first, I don’t think he’s going to respond, his lips firm and unyielding against mine. But when I go to pull away with embarrassment, I feel one of his hands snake into my hair, grabbing a fistful and holding me in place as he makes the kiss his own.It isn’t soft, not that I thought a kiss from him would be. No, everything about him is hard and forceful, just like he’s kissing me now. Taking control, he grips my hair tighter, and a moan falls from my lips, making them part for him. His tongue pushes in as he hungrily eats at my mouth. I’m so overtaken by the kiss that I’m not even sure
I feel so relaxed and sexy sitting back in my chair, the slits in my skirt showing off my thighs. I take a long sip from my new drink, and lick the remaining sugar from the rim. Maybe I should have told her I don’t need another to make me dance, but I don’t have to because as soon as the first song blasts across the bar, I find myself on top of a table with Celine as she teaches me some of her favorite moves from her shows.The bar patrons cheer as we lose ourselves in the music. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun or felt this free—no responsibilities sitting on my shoulders. Tomorrow is a new day. I just can’t bring myself to care about anything other than this moment. Throwing my head back, I close my eyes and let the music take me. Until the spell is broken by the bane of my existence.“Get your ass down right fucking now.”Dropping my head forward, I open my eyes to see Mr. Townsend standing there. He looks as hard as ever, with a jaw that could crack stone. For on
For Rosalind, working for Xavier has always been sweet, sweet torture. But Xavier has always been playing it cool, taking her for granted. When a fresh opportunity presents itself for Rose to get Grumpy Daddy out her system, she takes it reluctantly. Better moving on than stuck pining for a man who doesn't take her seriously.Or so she thinks.Xavier has watched her for months, and finds her attraction towards him genuine. He feels the same way. But when he senses Rose moving on by joining an auction and giving herself up, he's having none of it.He's going to have her.Even if it means buying her.--------------------Rose“This is freaking delicious.” I lick the rim of my lemon drop martini again.Celine lets out a snort and it somehow comes out sexy, just like everything she does. Hell, she’s one of the main attractions here at the Snake Eyes; her burlesque show sells out every night there's a show. “I'm pretty sure you said the first one tasted like ass.”“Well, they must have got
I jerk awake when a hand touches my shoulder, and a small scream leaves me before I can press my hand over my mouth. This is the last place to be screaming.“It’s okay.” The librarian holds her hands up in surrender, but her expression is sympathetic. “We’re closing.” “Sorry,” I respond and rub my
“Hey boss, you free?” Lonnie, one of the younger guys, asks as he knocks on my door. “I’ve got five if you can make it quick,” I say, looking up from my computer. “But shouldn’t you be warming up?” “Yeah, it’s about that.” Lonnie comes in my office and ducks his head as he fiddles with the strap
Cassandra Andrews has a little problem.She hates her family, has run away from home, and has no place to stay.Okay, maybe problems is more accurate. And 'little' is a stretch.Defeated, and helpless, she hides out at the women's locker room at a boxing gym far away from home where nobody who know
Two years later...I keep looking at my watch and hoping Cain will be here soon. He texted me and said he was running late, but I know he doesn't want to miss the appointment.This is our second pregnancy, but he's still just as excited as the first one. When they called me back, I said I was still







