Book 2 in the erotic Desires series
Touching Angel's Desires.
A woman scorned, out for revenge, believes she can do whatever she pleases, including lies and manipulation. A woman you will either love or hate. She doesn't care what people think, she is Angel the owner of a sexclub, and has anything she wants at the click of her fingers.
Blurb
Angel’s life was one, big, long, dream come true. Young,
beautiful, sexy, and in charge of Desires—the best sex club in the country. An
entire staff of delicious men and delectable women was at her beck and call,
ready to indulge her every carnal whim.
When vulnerable abuse survivor Stacie Clifford tentatively
approached Desires for help getting her sexual confidence back, Angel had no
qualms about assigning her secret favourite Dan McVeigh as her tutor. Gentle
and sweet, Dan was just what Stacie needed.
Angel hadn’t realized just how powerful her suppressed feelings
for Dan were until she noticed Dan and Stacie were getting on a little too
well. Despite Dan’s insistence that all was strictly professional, maybe it was
time to persuade Stacie that Desires was not for her. Just how far would Angel
go to keep Dan to herself?
No one touched Angel’s Desires.
Excerpt
Angel turned to look at him as she opened the door. His face
was as calm and passive as ever. Not for the first time she wondered how he
really felt. He never gave anything away, kept his heart close. She opened the
door and went in. Dan followed her and closed the door behind them. Angel
watched Dan take a seat on the leather sofa. He sank back, placing his right
foot onto his left knee. She let her eyes wander over his tight body, dressed
in black jeans and an open-necked purple shirt. His dark hair curled slightly at
the neckline.
Angel walked calmly to the front of her desk, perching her
bottom on the edge. His eyes captivated her—her heart raced. She licked her
lips seductively as he watched her.
Aroused, she opened her legs as far as the tight pencil
skirt would allow her. Angel watched him watch her, his gaze flicking down to
her naked pussy.
“What can I help you with?” he asked, looking back at her
eyes.
“Oh, you know, the usual.”
“Client?”
“No, me,” she told him, hitching up her skirt to her hips.
She sat her bottom fully on the desk and leaned her weight back on her hands,
widening her thighs, her pussy on full show to him. “Lick it,” she commanded
him.
Dan stood up. He walked toward her and stared down at where
she sat wantonly on the desk, then licked his lips and knelt before her. Angel
clenched her muscles in preparation for his touch. She slapped her pussy
impatiently, wanting him immediately.
She felt Dan’s fingers widen her labia, and then he inserted
them in her slick pussy. Angel cried out, dropping her head backward as his
thumb traced over her clitoris. She shuffled her bottom backward and brought
her feet up to the desk, widening her thighs still further and riding Dan’s
fingers. Her body erupting, she could hear her juices as Dan finger-fucked her.
He began to pound her pussy, bending down and applying the tip of his tongue to
her clitoris.
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