Despite their two humiliating encounters, Julia constantly fantasizes about her billionaire boss' son, Derek. When she accidentally gets trapped in a room with him, Julia must face her most secret desires. Will the bad boy steal her pride once again? Or will he do much more damage - and steal her heart?
The Billionaire's Son 3 : Heart's Desire is a 6,000 word erotic romance which contains explicit depictions of sexual acts including light bdsm, a wild romp on a sex swing and a sexy billionaire playboy behaving badly . This story is intended for an adult audience only!
Excerpt:
Taking in the whole room, I saw a variety of objects I couldn't quite identify. A harness of some sort that suspended from the ceiling by chains was directly to my right. I stood casually looking around when the realization of what I was seeing slowly started to sink in. A few whips and riding crops hung on the walls. The wooden apparatus was some type of restraint. And the harness hanging from chains was some type of sex swing. My eyes widened in shock. I was locked in some kind of sex room with Derek!
I tried to remove my hand from his warm grasp, but he held tightly. "Oh my God! Is this what I think it is?"
He grinned boyishly. "Yes it is. And I'm glad to see you're so excited about it. The night is still young..."
"What!" I practically squeaked. "I can't believe this! You mean you have a - uh, sex playroom down here? And you've locked me in here..."
Derek interrupted my hysterical rant, "Hold on a minute. You are the one who locked us in here. And this is not my house. This is Jackson's sex playroom. And I believe the correct terminology is sex dungeon."
The Billionaire's Son 3 : Heart's Desire is a 6,000 word erotic romance which contains explicit depictions of sexual acts including light bdsm, a wild romp on a sex swing and a sexy billionaire playboy behaving badly . This story is intended for an adult audience only!
Excerpt:
Taking in the whole room, I saw a variety of objects I couldn't quite identify. A harness of some sort that suspended from the ceiling by chains was directly to my right. I stood casually looking around when the realization of what I was seeing slowly started to sink in. A few whips and riding crops hung on the walls. The wooden apparatus was some type of restraint. And the harness hanging from chains was some type of sex swing. My eyes widened in shock. I was locked in some kind of sex room with Derek!
I tried to remove my hand from his warm grasp, but he held tightly. "Oh my God! Is this what I think it is?"
He grinned boyishly. "Yes it is. And I'm glad to see you're so excited about it. The night is still young..."
"What!" I practically squeaked. "I can't believe this! You mean you have a - uh, sex playroom down here? And you've locked me in here..."
Derek interrupted my hysterical rant, "Hold on a minute. You are the one who locked us in here. And this is not my house. This is Jackson's sex playroom. And I believe the correct terminology is sex dungeon."
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