Sweet Surrender Maya Banks Novels & Stories

t those palms on my chest, its spark was still there. I strode to the study room to continue my work. I had been reviewing de la Frontera's records for the past five years and some of it was leading me to Amy Leah's marriage with Liam Bailey two years ago. However, after that conversation in the dining room, I couldn't concentrate anymore. Earlier, I woke up feeling much better. But what stunned me was her hand wrapping around my neck and me hugging her possessively, her breathing tickled my face and her scent aroused my desire. I slowly detached myself from her and got off the bed. I also picked up the duvet from the floor and covered it on her body, her mouth-watering curves that were carv

MAYA I clutched the orb tightly in my hands. My soft moans echoed in the room as Xander’s fingers expertly parted my outer lips, spreading the slick wetness like silk before moving to my swollen nub. One probing finger found it instantly, rubbing up and down, mimicking what I’d done to myself moments ago. My hips bucked, chasing his touch. “You’re so perfect, Maya,” he groaned. “Does it feel good?”

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"And everything you're thinking right now is damn right. You do not know what you've gotten yourself into." I drew in an erratic breath, almost choking on my breath as I breathed from both my nose and my open lips. I couldn't be pregnant, I just couldn't be! "You, Faye Eastwood, will finally get what's coming to you." Maya said and left the room, shutting me in with the feeling of the world crashing down on me.

I adore every sensation, yet the need to climax soon lingers, and I contemplate using the safe word. The pinwheel retreats, replaced by gentle kisses from his mouth. Slowly kissing down my body, he swings the whip again, prompting moans as I lean forward, supported by the ropes. His hand teases, the leather against my sex inducing moans. The pinwheel presses against my back, followed by the cooling touch of ice. The sensations drive me wild, escalating my moans. His hand trails back up, gripping my body tightly, and his lips meet mine. The leather against my skin pushes me over the edge, and my loud moans confirm the undeniable climax. The whip swings forcefully, and my screams echo as the s

Because the moment everything went dark, my body remembered all of it. His hands. His mouth. The way he held himself back right before I pulled him closer. The way my name left his mouth like he was angry at himself for wanting it. The way I, Maya de Cruz, a woman who had once spent twenty minutes arguing with a florist about the exact shade of ivory, had turned into someone who did not care if every aristocratic family in Hawaii burst into flames tomorrow along with the centerpieces. Heat rose to my face. “Brava, Maya,” I muttered almost soundlessly. “Spectacular. Truly a diplomatic project.”

This book is a stand-alone, but you will understand the characters better by reading the books in order: 1. Sugar Baby 2. Sugar Daddy 3. Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand

I would go into the vault, find the box, get the clue, and we would leave fast. I had never met Maya in real life before. Only on a screen. Gabriel brought her in like she was nothing but code and a smile. She was small, with short hair and too-quiet eyes. She carried no gun. She carried a laptop in a soft bag. She smiled once at me and I felt like I had asked a dangerous thing of a child. “Are you sure you can do this?” I asked her. She looked up with teary eyes. “I break bank doors and bank minds. I’m good.”

Sigrid coughed awkwardly and said, "A sugar baby is just a good-looking boy. Sugar mommy means that you have someone to be your servant. They will have to listen to your every word." Tianna's face was full of curiosity, "As long as I become a sugar mommy, the boy will listen to me?" "Yes, because you're going to spend money on him," Sigrid said. Tianna thought for a moment, and slowly moved to beside her bed. She climbed up and took something out from under the pillow, and then came back. Her chubby little hand held a one dollar banknote and she put it in front of Oreo, "Be a good boy. I'll be your sugar mommy, and you must listen to me in the future."

“And that ‘husband’ or boyfriend waiting for you. The thing was rocking in the parking lot.” Fuck. I tried to focus on my notes, but the door opened again. “Sorry, I’m new and got lost,” a familiar voice said with a thick Russian accent. “May I come in?” My blood turned to ice. Aaron Sullivan. Andrey. He stepped inside, blond hair shorter than I remembered, wearing the school uniform like it was a costume. His eyes locked on mine instantly. Maya whistled under her breath. “Hello, new eye candy.” I shot up from my chair, heart hammering. “Professor, I’m not feeling well. I need to leave.”