Scarlett Jackson is one of my all time favourite characters. She is the reason I started writing spicy and steamy fiction.

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Her Second Chance Taken - Chapter 9 - Julian

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Her Second Chance Taken - Chapter 8 - Scarlett

The day had been a killer. Nothing but stress and solutions. My perfect kind of workday. Tiring but rewarding.

We’d rearranged for the evening. Julian and I. Nothing formal, just come to the Dominion, I’ll be there by seven.

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Another story that will go into my retro collection, Nice Girls Don’t. The kind of women your mother warned you about.

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Leathers

That year I discovered I like leathers.

I’d heard all the rumours, but never seen it in person. The noise hammered my ears, the engines throbbed so loud I could feel it I my bones.

The bikers were in town.

When I came out here from the city, they said it was peaceful, all but one weekend a year. The biker invasion, they called it, and now I understood what they meant.

The road was full of motorbikes. Three oversized machines drove in formation, the front centre machine just a few feet ahead of the others. They were like a flight squadron in that skilled but nerve-wracking closeness, just inches between them. A moment’s lack of concentration would mean the entire gang would crash into each other. Terrifying and thrilling.

The powerful throb seemed to reach down into the earth and come back via my toes, almost taking hold of my core. It put my body on high alert, fingers trembling, nipples tight in my t-shirt, breath shallow in my chest. I’d never seen or felt anything like it.

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DD Pierre writes gay romance. Steamy reimagining of classic stories, and tender fade-to-black later-in-life coming-out love.

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More of Him in Venice

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Whitby has always belonged to the dead.

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Out for Love

It’s never too late to fall in love for the first time.

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He spent thirty years building the perfect lie. One man saw through it in thirty seconds.

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Twenty-five years in the closet. Five days to break free.

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Oh, I’ve written so many shower scenes now. It’s kind of my brand. This is one of the early ones. Enjoy!

Washing Him Off His Wife

She held her head back, let the water soak her hair, run down her face, wash the stench of Tyler from her body.

As the overhead waterjets washed over them, Booker soaped her body, creamy bubbles covered her skin. He slid his creamy hands over her tits, her waist, her hips, her butt cheeks. Then he slid his hand, creamed and soapy between her legs.

She planted her feet wide for balance as he slowly creamed her pussy lips. He felt the extra swell after the hammering by Tyler. Gently, he ran his hand in and out of the gap between her thighs. Pulled open her pussy lips to expose her clit, creamed it gently and continued to soap and lubricate her lips. It was hypnotic.

He turned her around, held her close, one hand cupped a tit, one hand washed between her legs. He slid his soapy hand from her clit to her pussy, then to her tight asshole. Each caress cleaning but reawakening her senses.

He rubbed back and forth. The creamy soap created a luscious slick between his hand and her hot pussy. A finger teased her bud of an asshole. A rhythm opened her to more.

She closed her eyes. Leant against him, kissed his shoulder. Slowly he brought her back from the dirty, exhausting, brutalising sex, and reclaimed the affection, intimate young wife he adored.

Scarlett rubbed the soap on Booker’s hands as he stood behind her. She leant back. He held her weight as he moaned into her ear. She felt his cock harden against her butt. They scrubbed each other clean. Soap removed the stench of sex and replaced it with citrus and cinnamon.

All clean, Scarlett soaped her hands again with the luscious creamy soap and ran her hands over Booker’s cock, balls, and ass. She teased him in the way he caressed her. They washed, stroked and creamed until the two of them slid against each other in a sensual tangle of limbs.

Kisses fell on ears, cheeks, lips. Bubbles ran away down the drain as Scarlett moved towards the tiled wall. Facing it, she pushed her hands up and wide, spread her legs. Pushed her cheek on the wall and moaned for Booker.

‘Fuck me now, Booker. Please.’

He stepped forward, his cock in hand, and guided it between her legs.

She went up on tiptoes as he bent his legs to lower himself to her level. He held his cock at her pussy, bit on her shoulder as he thrust his cock inside her heat. She felt warm, swollen, tight around him.

He thought back to earlier. While he watched Tyler fuck her in the hot tub, he’d wanked in the bushes. Hidden from view.

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Another story that will go into my retro collection, Nice Girls Don’t. The kind of women your mother warned you about.

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Her Best Friend’s Baby

Tamara lay in the bed, her dark blue satin dress tangled around her ankles. Gentle snoring from beneath the white cotton sheet told her that Lucy was still fast asleep, tucked up, out of sight.

The night was cool, but still the sweaty tangle of satin around her legs had woken her. She hitched the thin fabric, trying to get straight again, lost her balance and almost fell sideways on top of Lucy. She heard a slight moan, and Lucy rolled over, her arm outstretched, brushed Tamara’s thigh.

Tamara wasn’t into girls. She had to admit, though, that as she’d watched Lucy at the Christmas Ball the night before, she could see the attraction.

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Her Second Chance Taken - Chapter 7 - Scarlett

I was walking into a meeting about a key acquisition when his text arrived.

I have an invite to a private viewing. No obligation, but I think you’d find it interesting.

I read it twice, contemplating the right response.

I’ll be the judge, but yes, sounds like fun.

I’d sent back.

I await your judgment.

I’d had to put my phone face down on the table before the smile became something totally inappropriate for a takeover meeting full of corporate suits.

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Her Second Chance Taken - Chapter 6 - Julian

I visited Elena first. I sat with her for an hour longer than usual, reading from the book until the words blurred on the page. Then I sat in silence, her hand in mine, the freesias replaced with fresh, white this time.

She looked the same. She always looked the same. It occurred to me, not for the first time, that I’d been waiting for her to look different. To look like she was going to wake up, or to look like she wasn’t. Something to tell me what to do.

‘I’m going to see a painting.’

I said to her, to the room with its chemical smell and its relentless beeping.

I didn’t say whose painting. Then I sat there for a few more minutes before I stood, straightened the chair, and left the room.

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Tuscany - Six Months Later

The infinity pool was the focus of the new lower terrace. Cut into the hillside the summer before by a Florentine architect who understood I wanted it to disappear into the valley.

From the water, the vines fell away below me and the sky did the rest.

I floated on my back, naked. Hair fanned out, nipples up to the sun, thighs wide, the diamond twinkling at my throat.

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Bottom Bunk

Summer 1969

Doris couldn’t quite believe this. Twenty-one years old and forced to sleep in a bunk bed.

She’d even heard herself volunteer for the top when Vivian, her roommate for the next couple of nights, had a full-on panic attack. Screamed she was an active sleeper and knew she’d die if she rolled and fell out.

The instructor, Ashton, had to sit and hold her hand until she calmed down.

Doris came to terms with her fate. Lay back on the top bunk and stared at the ceiling. Small mercies, the building was old and the ceilings high. She could sit up and still not reach the rafters with her arms outstretched.

The new-fangled yoga retreat had been a total bargain. Now she understood why.

She hadn’t really fancied the ban the bomb crowd and their incense and their talk of being free, but once her boyfriend had sneered at the brochure, she knew she’d have to come.

On the disclaimers and paperwork, they’d forgotten to mention the shared rooms, the apparent overbooking, and the self-catering style restaurant. So much for a healthy retreat. It felt more like a youth hostel her cousin had once dragged her to in the Lake District.

Mind you, the yoga instructor was very attractive.

Sat up in bed, the creak of the frame not at all reassuring, she paged through the retreat’s glossy magazine. Gazed at the pictures of Ashton, naked from the waist up. His size was more rugby than guru. He looked more like one of the boys she’d seen on the cover of Honey than your stereotypical skinny, underfed mystic, but boy, he was flexible.

He’d already shown them handstands and other positions he wanted them to try. She was quite an accomplished gymnast, but twice she’d thought about faking a struggle in the hope he’d come over and hold her limbs in position.

His yoga outfit was just a pair of Indian-style baggy trousers. When he came close, she couldn’t resist checking out his crotch. The bulge was lip-chewingly large.

She’d convinced herself his eyes smiled when he caught her looking.

‘Do you want to have some fun?’

A voice from the bed below dragged her out of her magazine scrolling.

‘Sorry?’

‘I’ve booked him for nine. Want to share?’

‘Sorry, you lost me. Booked who and share what?’

‘Oh my. Do I need to explain? Haven’t you been here before? We all do it. Why do you think the place is so popular?’

She had a point. The place was a dump, but it had been obvious most of the women were returning visitors. Many already knew each other.

‘I think you need to let me in on the secret.’

‘You like men?’

‘Yes. Sorry.’

‘Oh, no apology needed, I’m not having a go. How about Ashton? You fancy him?’

‘Who wouldn’t? He’s lovely, isn’t he?’

‘Completely. He’s one of those spiritual types who believes love is freeing. Love is for all. Says he would have gone to Woodstock naked if he could. Or at least he says that. I’m not convinced, but I’m not arguing.’

‘He’s a real-life hippy, then? This isn’t just for the money?’

‘Hippy, well, maybe. His short hair gives him away. He’s a lawyer the rest of the year. This is his hobby.’

‘Ha. That’s fun. What’s the thing you were going to explain?’

‘We can share him tonight. We get half an hour.’

‘What!’

‘He’s a stallion. Services as many women as he can each evening. Seeing as we share the room, it makes sense to share him as well, doesn’t it?’

Doris went hot all over. Her pussy damp at the idea. She’d only experienced a fumble in the back of her boyfriend’s car and a laid-out missionary position after their first dinner date. Her boyfriend was kind, but not adventurous.

Her mother had warned her. Told her it was just how it was.

The idea of another woman even being in the room while she kissed a man was a taboo. As she now knew, it was also a real turn-on. Terrifying but nipple-shrinkingly exciting.

‘You want to do it? Or do you want me to wait until you’re asleep and do it on my own?’

Doris blushed as she stroked her palm over her hard nipples. Crossed her legs to indulge her tingle of desire.

Why not? A grown woman deserved some fun, but…

‘I think so?’

She stuttered. Her cheeks pinked.

‘Is that a yes? He’ll be here soon.’

‘Yes!’

In for a penny, in for a pound. Why one of her mother’s favourite expressions sprang to mind, she had no clue, but she shook it off quick enough.

‘Let’s do it.’

She suppressed a snort of laughter behind her palm.

‘You haven’t done this before, have you?’

‘No. Sorry.’

‘Right, not a problem, but just one thing, Doris.’

‘OK.’

‘Stop apologising. You’re a grown woman who can do what she likes with her body, or anyone else’s, as long as they consent.’

Doris had felt tired, eyelids heavy, but the thought of Ashton arriving in an hour meant she was now wide awake.

She sneaked her hand inside her pyjamas and fumbled with her neglected pussy. Her fingers pressed and rubbed as she closed her eyes and imagined it was Ashton’s fingers in action. She chewed her lip to stop a moan escaping.

‘Don’t worry, he always gives his girls an orgasm. He prides himself on it. Why do you think his recommendations are so glowing? It’s not exactly the food or the beds, is it?’

Doris had no answer to that. She’d never used the word orgasm in her head before. Hadn’t realised it was something that could be given, like a present.

Her boyfriend had finished himself a few dozen times. She had finished herself in the bath, quietly, with the door locked. The idea that someone might deliberately set out to make her finish, that it might be the point, that was new.

She sat upright. She’d got a pair of warm brushed cotton pyjamas on. Her boyfriend’s birthday gift to her. Practical, he’d said. Warm. Not exactly the passionate, sexy impression that she wanted to give out. She quickly wriggled out of the bottoms.

‘Whoa, what are you doing? This bed is rocking.’

Vivian laughed.

‘Just thought naked was a more attractive option.’

Doris laughed as she pulled off her top, then threw her pyjamas across the room towards her bag.

At nine on the dot, there was a knock on the door.

‘Doris. Vivian.’

The door opened.

‘Naughty. Are you both stark naked?’

The male voice deep, seductive, maybe a little too practised. Doris shook off the thought of his experience and sneaked a look over the edge of the bed.

Vivian had gone to bed fully dressed. Now her large breasts, round stomach and dark brown pussy hair were on full glorious show. They’d obviously both had the same thoughts about looking sexier. She reclined, like the Birth of Venus by Cabanel. Doris had seen the painting in a book at her aunt’s house and stared at it for half an hour. It had horrified her boyfriend when she’d later admitted she found it beautiful.

Like the painting, Vivian’s pussy hair was neatly trimmed. Doris loved the idea of trimming her own hair in that way. Maybe she’d even ask her boyfriend to help. Her cheeks flushed at the idea. She knew he wouldn’t.

‘Vivian, bottom bunk this month? Doris, first time?’

Ashton didn’t waste any time. He was on the clock and had women waiting. He stepped towards the bunk beds.

Doris sat up, the sheet pulled up to cover her nakedness. She was about to climb down, but Ashton placed a hand on her knee. Her body shivered with pleasure at his warm hand and the gentle caress of her thigh.

‘No. Stay there. I’ll come to you.’

He dragged a small wooden box from the corner of the room and set it down at the foot of her bunk. Doris hadn’t noticed the box until that moment.

He’d been here before.

Ashton stood on the box and leaned in towards Doris. She thought he was going to kiss her, but he got hold of her ankles, moved her around, and nimbly pulled her to the edge of the bed. She laughed in shock as he kissed each ankle, then hooked them over his shoulders.

He yanked the sheet from her.

She lay shivering and naked on her back, legs apart, open for Ashton. Stretching her arms out for balance, she imagined she’d fall off the bunk, but he held her hips firm.

He grabbed her pillow and, with a simple move that told her everything about his flexibility and strength, slid it beneath her bottom. He looked at her pussy. Smiled. Kissed her inner thighs.

She had never been looked at like this.

Never.

The lights were always out in her bedroom when she got undressed for her boyfriend. He never looked. He climbed in, did what he did, climbed off.

Ashton was looking.

Really looking!

It felt like her blushes would burn the skin from her bones.

‘Right, Vivian, you know what to do.’

‘Hmmm. Of course! Doris, lie back and think of England.’

Vivian laughed.

‘I’ll be down here keeping him happy. You make the most of your time up there.’

Doris watched Ashton as he eased her closer. Her bottom high on the pillow, hazardously close to the edge of the bed, but somehow she felt safe in his care.

He lifted her legs over his shoulders, her trembling inner thighs by his ears. Her slit, damp and cool, just inches from his face.

She’d never imagined anyone would want to look that closely at her sex. Never imagined anyone would do that, or if they did how empowering it would feel.

A moan of pleasure rose from the bottom bunk. Doris realised he was in the perfect position for…

Oh my god!

She suddenly understood what Vivian meant about sharing.

Vivian was just below her, the sounds making it clear she was enjoying Ashton too. Sucking him. The rhythmic sucking sounds rising from the bunk below were unmistakable, even to someone who had never heard them before.

Doris had never heard a woman make a sound like that. Hadn’t thought women made sounds like that.

Her clit tingled and swelled against nothing but a breath of warm air.

Ashton held her weight and licked up her thighs to her pussy. Then, almost impatient, he suckled in and licked her clit.

His finger rammed in and out of her wet pussy. Twisted inside her as he licked and guzzled her clit. It swelled against his tongue from the constant attention.

Christ on a bike!

This was so different from anything she’d ever known.

His tongue was rough but warm. Not the dry brush of her boyfriend’s lips that one time he’d tried, then given up. This was nothing like that. This was slow, knowing. He felt hungry. For her!

A shiver spread from head to toe and back as goosebumps followed.

Ashton sucked and fingered her like he had all night and only one job to do.

Her body twitched and writhed. She felt herself arch up towards his mouth, greedy for more, wanting to feel his finger go deeper.

As if he read her thoughts, he pushed two more fingers into her. His three fingers stretched her until it almost hurt. Then, oh… gosh… he twisted his hand, his knuckles pressed on her insides. It felt so different from the only cock she’d felt there. She wondered if she’d ever want a cock again. This felt so much better.

She opened her eyes, looked down to see his head buried between her thighs. Intent on pleasing her.

He made greedy slurping sounds that surely Vivian must have been able to hear.

Would she ever be able to look at her again? Now she knew he had also serviced Doris in this way?

She remembered what Vivian had asked her.

Want to share?

Knew now that while Ashton had his head buried in her gash, his cock was deep in Vivian’s mouth.

Doris sighed and lay back.

A shot of pleasure made her thighs tremble. Ashton fingered her with a solid, hypnotic rhythm. His tongue lashing her clit with such ferocity that she couldn’t think. Her body was a mess of sensations. Her skin went hot, then cold, her thighs trembled, her hips thrust up.

Then she lost all control.

She felt something inside her break, burst open. Heard a sound come out of herself she’d never made before.

She saw stars.

Felt herself wet, dripping wet, a wet she’d never made, but Ashton just kept going. Licked her through it. An orgasm.

He drank her down, half-moaning in celebration of his or her success, as if he’d been waiting for it. Not only that, he seemed really pleased with her and himself.

Ashton lapped at her, held her hips firm until she’d finished her passionate cries.

So that was what they all meant!

He gently unpeeled her legs from his shoulders. Helped her sit up on the edge of the bed.

She’d come.

Jeez Louise, had she!

Now she knew what all the fuss was about.

Doris watched as Ashton suddenly gripped the edge of the bed. His head went back. He let loose an animalistic groan and told Vivian he was going to shoot his load.

She looked over the bunk and watched him fucking Vivian’s mouth. He went all the way in. Filled her throat. How could Viv even breathe?

She’d only heard about blow jobs in whispers. Never given one. Never seen one. She couldn’t peel her eyes away. Her pussy sticky and damp, her throat dry, her bottom lip chewed between her teeth.

Vivian sucked him deep, then licked him like a great big, fat, pulsing lollipop. Clawed his firm bottom as he bucked his hips and emptied into her cheek.

Oh my word, she actually drank from him! Sucked him dry. Then looked up, a smile like the cat who got the cream as she tucked his soft, long cock back into his yogi-style baggy trousers.

Ashton caught his breath, then pulled Doris’s face to his and kissed her. Really kissed her, not the closed-mouth peck her boyfriend gave her in the mornings, but a proper movie-style kiss with tongues. She felt her cheeks burn when her teeth clashed with his, and on his tongue she tasted herself. Sharp and salty.

Her boyfriend had never once put his mouth on her down there. Not once. Ashton had done it in less than ten minutes and made her come on his face.

Ashton climbed down, kissed Vivian, with both their tastes on his mouth. Then left the room.

‘Ladies. Seven a.m. sharp. Don’t forget your mats.’

He closed the door.

The next morning, they had a lesson to attend. Doris wasn’t sure she’d be able to look anyone in the eye, but she sure as anything would not be late.

She watched Ashton at the front of the class. He didn’t look at her once. Didn’t need to.

When the bell rang at the end of the hour, she walked to reception and asked to book in for next month.

Then, for the month after.

Maybe she’d stay a full week in summer. And maybe, just maybe, she’d ask for the bottom bunk.

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The entire Billionaire Boundaries series has random, almost disconnected covers. The intention at the start was a one-off story, but it grew. Nathan and Lucinda demanded more of me!

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Hotwife in a Venice Garden

It swung open with a groan and Dante led us to a tiny candle lit garden beyond. A table, chairs and large urn pots planted with gnarly olive trees almost filled the compact space.

I reached back for Leo’s hand, but before I could touch him, Dante turned and grabbed my arm. Led me to the corner. An overbearing archway filled with an impenetrable timber door. Leo dropped into one of the ancient ironwork chairs, softened with fur throws and worn embroidered cushions. I realised they had set me up. This was no convenient happy accident. The venue pre-selected by one of the two men I would share my night with.

I almost laughed with relief as Dante spun me around. In a move so smooth it wouldn’t have been out of place on a competitive ballroom floor, he pulled me into his arms.

Backing me towards the door, his hands slid around my body. One around my waist, inside my coat. The other pressed on my tit. Squeezed, his thumb skilfully flicking across the fabric, sending my nipple into a hard nut. My breath caught in my throat. The gasp immediately crushed from my mouth by those lush, heavy lips.

As Leo watched from his seat, Dante’s hand stroked down over my butt. My silk dress easily hitched up, allowing him to cup and squeeze my bare butt cheek. He swore as he caressed my ass, quickly realising I had no underwear on.

Anyone looking on, Leo included, would just see a courting couple. Have no idea the man had a handful of naked ass. The woman unzipping and scooping out her date’s cock. Stroking it to a rock hard thick rod.

Dante is a big guy. His cock throbbed in my fist. What he lacked in length compared to Leo, he made up in girth. I doubted I’d be able to suck him without ripping my mouth open. I didn’t need to worry about that, not yet anyway, as he groaned against my ear as I wanked him.

He kicked my feet apart. Tore up the rest of my dress. I stroked his wet end against my thick thigh. Chewed on his earlobe. He pinned me back against the wall. I was grateful my coat protected my silk dress from the rough woodwork. My bare shoulders too.

Dante grabbed at my thigh. Lifted my leg to wrap around his butt. I held him tight against me as he yanked his cock from my hand and slid the hard length up and down my gash. He moaned in pleasure as he felt my wetness and warmth. My lips pushed apart by his end.

I stood my ground as he pushed his hips forward. His cock barred from entering my dripping pussy by how thick he was. He swore again.

This time, he gripped my ass. Stretched me open by pulling at my butt whilst ramming his hips forward. He opened me with a brutal thrust of his cock, refusing to be defeated or go slow. He rammed into me. I bit my lip, tore at his back as he pushed past the resistance and with two more hard thrusts filled me.

It hurt until it didn’t.

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De Luca London Legacy - Mafia, money and men who don’t ask twice

Rocco - The Don

Marco - The Boss

Chi-Chi - The Dancer

Conor - The Irish

Saga - The Surgeon - FREE Download

The Alessi Dominion - Billionaires, royalty and steamy instalove romance

Billionaire Seduction

Royal Seduction

Snowbound Seduction

Le Chiave - FreeUse blind dates in glamorous locations worldwide

Anytime He Wants

Billionaire’s Boundaries - FreeUse romance with an alpha boss, heat and heart

The FreeUse Contract

The FreeUse Demands

The FreeUse Engagement

The FreeUse Gift

The FreeUse CEO

Billionaire’s Bidding - He always gets what he wants, so does his assistant

Shared on FreeUse Friday

Taken on FreeUse Weekend

Mastered on FreeUse Monday

Her Three Billionaires - Why choose, because one billionaire was never enough

The Alpha Witness

The Alpha Code

London Silver Fox Billionaires - Instalove heat, and a guaranteed happy ending

Claimed by the Boss - FREE Download

Desired by the Boss

Wanted by the Boss

Craved by the Boss

Framed by the Boss

Kept by the Boss

My Bully Boss - He’s powerful, infuriating and too hard to resist

My Bully Boss Tamed

My Bully Boss Cooled

My Bully Boss Shared Me

My Bully Boss Seduced Me

My Bully Boss Punished Me

My Bully Boss Spanked Me

We Work Hard Play Hard

My New Boss - Corner office energy, instalust, instalove

My New Boss Loves My High Heels

My New Boss Loves My Curves

My New Boss Lights My Fire

My New Boss Loves to FreeUse Me

My New Boss Loves His FreeUse Christmas

Isabella - A Hotwife - He shares her because he can, he reclaims her because she’s his

A Hotwife Exposed

The Hotwife Unmasked

A Hotwife Shared

Scarlett - A Hotwife - Booker adores Scarlett, he also loves to share her, as long as he can watch

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A Hotwife Debut

A Hotwife Gifted

A Hotwife Affair

Scarlett A Hotwife Adored

Scarlett A Hotwife Bound

Scarlett A Hotwife Claimed

Scarlett A Hotwife Drilled

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Mrs Jackson and Her Hot Studs - She’s older, wiser, and always the boss

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Mrs Jackson and Her Acquisition

Mrs Jackson and Her Best Friend’s Son

Mrs Jackson and her CEO

Mrs Jackson and Her Daughter’s Ex

Mrs Jackson and Her Event Manager

Mrs Jackson and Her Firefighter

Mrs Jackson and Her Gardener

Mrs Jackson and Her Hot Twins

Mrs Jackson and Her Intern

Mrs Jackson and Her Jeweller

Mrs Jackson and Her Kinky Chef

Mrs Jackson and Her Lifeguard

Mrs Jackson and Her Mechanic

Mrs Jackson and Her Neighbour’s Son

Mrs Jackson and Her Office Junior

Mrs Jackson and Her Personal Trainer

Mrs Jackson and Her Quarterback

Mrs Jackson and Her Rock Star

Mrs Jackson and Her Son’s Best Friend

Mrs Jackson and Her Temptation

Mrs Jackson and Her Undergrad

Mrs Jackson and Her Valet

Mrs Jackson and Her Window Cleaner

Mrs Jackson and Her Exploits

Mrs Jackson and Her Yoga Teacher

Mrs Jackson and Her Broken Zipper

Mrs Jackson and Her Hot Studs - The Complete Collection

Spicy Firsts - Steamy standalone shorts for every kind of curious

My First Bridesmaid

My First FreeUse Flight

My First Night as a Hotwife

My First Older Guy

My First Woman and My Husband Came Too

Stand Alones - No waiting for the next book, some characters earn a sequel, you decide

Educating Charlotte

Here Comes The FreeUse Bride

My Best Friend’s Dad

Ruthless Heir

For His Love Of Phoenix

Taken in the Bookstore

Falling for Him

I Kissed Santa

He’s Rich, I’m A Witch

Coffee on Ice

Themed Steamy Collections - Pick your kink and indulge the heat

Getting Hot At The Gym

Heat On Your Street

Heels Toes and Soles

Her Filthy Rich Boss

Hot Dates at the Bar

Hot Moms Satisfied

Office Appointments

Office Encounters

Soldiers Stripped

Spilled Milk

Watchers and Webcams

Wedding Bliss

15 Minute Reads - Short and steamy escapist happy endings

Cockpits & Caresses

• Mile High Club

• Love is in the Air

• Searched at Customs

• The Boss Lady And The Apprentice

Sun, Sand & Summer Love

• French Kisses

• Riding the Waves

• Spa Spice

• Tuscan Tease

Artist Aroused

• The Artist and The Climber

• The Artist and Her Muse

• The Art Teacher and The Student

• The New Queen

Pumpkins & Passion

• Ploughing Deep

• Gothic Grind

• Unmasked Desires

• Well Thumbed

Snowed in Love Bundle

• Snowed In with the Billionaire

• Snowed in with the Bar Manager

• Snowed in with the Boss

• Snowed in with the Bodyguard

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Riverbrook Close - Contemporary sweet steamy romance

Loving the Architect

Christmas at Riverbrook

Loving the Gardener

Loving the Banker

Loving the Writer

Loving the Soldier

Co-Authored with DD Pierre

My First MMF With My Hubby - Married couple, one night, invited guest hook-ups

Sharing Him With The Striker

Scoring with Him & The Goalie

Training Him With The Coach

Tackling Him With The Winger

Taking Him With The Defender

Playing Him With The Manager

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Billionaire Boundaries

Oh, almost done, I’m not the best at finishing energy, but Nathan and Lucinda are almost ready to move on to their next adventure, and the final book in the series (I think, I reserve the right to be a scatterbrain and change my mind!)

It’s been fun featuring Alana and Mateo, the owners of The Alessi Dominion, who also feature in Her Second Chance Taken (Previously Scarlett’s Surrender, yes, she got a new name!) alongside Scarlett Jackson.

Book of the Week - Marco - The Boss

One possessive mafia boss. One woman with secrets. A love affair that could destroy them both.

One From the Backlist - One of my all-time favourites!

Here Comes The FreeUse Bride

One hot bride-to-be, four guys on a pre-wedding stag party and the sexy stripper in a Venetian mask.

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Billionaire Boundaries

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• The FreeUse Contract

• The FreeUse Demands

• The FreeUse Engagement

• The FreeUse Gift

• The FreeUse CEO - COMING SOON (I’m still working on a cover!!)

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The FreeUse CEO - Chapter 17 - Lucinda

I’d booked the spa first, then the room, my usual. Alana took my call from the car. I knew if I didn’t tell her I was booking in, first she’d not forgive me, but second, and maybe more to the point, I wouldn’t be forced into leaving my room to socialise. Although that said, dinner with Alana and Mateo was long overdue.

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Saga - The Surgeon

Two days. One hotel. Two people who finally stopped carrying everything alone.

Francesco De Luca doesn’t lose composure. He handles things, family, business, silence. Then she walked through the hotel doors with fire in her eyes, and he forgot every rule he’d ever made.

Saga Sonderberg doesn’t stay. She fixes what’s broken and moves on. Until a man in a tailored suit fed her, held her, and took charge in ways she’d never admit to needing.

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De Luca Legacy

Rocco - The Don

A mafia don, a beautiful student architect and a love no one approves of, not even themselves.

Marco - The Boss

One hot new mafia boss, one beautiful accountant, and a love affair that could destroy them both.

Conor - The Irish

An Irishman in a mafia world. A baker who doesn’t need saving. A love that puts everything at risk.

Chi-Chi - The Dancer

A beautiful dancer. A mafia man twice her age. A love that could burn down the city.

Snowed in with the Don

A seasonal steamy age-gap mafia romance featuring a grumpy widower who can’t cook, a nanny who refuses to follow orders, and a Tuscan villa full of secrets.

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Billionaire Boundaries

He’s too busy to find a woman. She’s single, paid well, and happy to be at his beck and call.

Makes sense for him to use those minutes between meetings for something other than paperwork, right?

• The FreeUse Contract

• The FreeUse Demands

• The FreeUse Engagement

• The FreeUse Gift

• The FreeUse CEO

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The FreeUse CEO - Chapter 16 - Nathan

She’d taken her bag and her overnight case. I’d watched her on the CCTV feed before I’d had the sense to turn it off.

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Nice Girls Don’t - COMING SOON

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