Hi, girls!! I am delighted to share a tit-bit of my latest novel. It's called "Wet Wednesday," and it's Book 3 from The Billionaires Temptations Series... - Annalise Wells

Hi, girls!! I am delighted to share a tit-bit of my latest novel. It’s called “Wet Wednesday,” and it’s Book 3 from The Billionaires Temptations Series…

“Why do chicks read this stuff?”

I open the page of the “novel” in the staff room. I just have to know what the big deal is. Romance in a book… I can’t understand the appeal of that. How do you work that out? Let’s see… page 9…

“Thank you,” I say, as he hands me the glass.

“Don’t mention it,” Daniel replies.

“It looks like it is just you and me. Two strangers who are all alone,” I say.

God he’s sexy.

“It looks like that. I hope you won’t get bored,” Daniel says.

“I am sure I can find something to keep me occupied,” I reply smiling.

“The house is plenty big enough, there is the pool and the gym if you want,” Daniel says.

His lips are so delicious. And bedroom eyes…

“Maybe some other time, I have had a bit too much to drink today.”

“That makes two of us,” Daniel replies.

I finish my glass. My head is swimming slightly.

“I think I am going to lay down for a while,” I say.

“No problem, just take it easy, Jenna.”

I stand and walk to the stairs. I wobble slightly. I make my way up to the bedroom and open the door. I fall on the bed and gaze at the ceiling.

The warm feeling in my stomach begins swirling. My body starts to feel warm thinking of Daniel.

I would never cheat on him like mom does.

I close my eyes and wonder what he is like in bed. I can’t believe he is no good, according to her. Mom is just the sort of person to cheat on anyone. I feel myself becoming horny as I see his ripped muscles in my mind. I fumble with the button on my jeans. It pops open. I pull down the zipper and lift my ass from the bed. I pull at them and slide them over the soft skin of my ass. I throw them to the floor and slide my thumbs inside the elastic of my panties. I pull them down slowly. My panties pull free from my pussy.

I run my hands over the milky, white skin of my inner thighs, and my fingers rub over the velvety skin of my damp pussy. I close my eyes and imagine Daniel stripping before me.

He lowers his pants. His manhood swings between his muscular legs. His fingers tighten their grip around his large cock, and I see his shaft twitching as his grip tightens and his face moves to the pleasure zone. The full extent of his arousal is evident. His hand moves back and reveals the hard head of his cock.

 

Hi, girls!! I am delighted to share a tit-bit of my latest novel. It’s called “Forbidden Fruit,” and it’s Book 1 from The Virgin’s Guardian Series…

Paige Morgan stood looking into the mirror at her (more than gorgeous), green eyes. She turned back toward the bed.

“You think I should have a color to match my eyes,” she said plainly.

Angie lifted her gaze from her nails. “It’s a car you are talking about not a dress.”

“I know, but it would be quite cool though,” she replied. She opened her eyes wider then stared at the seemingly unimpressed Angie.

Angie shook her head and looked back at her nails. “I really don’t know about you sometimes,” she murmured, rolling her eyes.

Paige had looked at her dad as a living bank balance and money was no object. Or that was what she thought. She loved him dearly, even if he was the means to a new car or a large wad of cash.

“Maybe I should wait until I go to the showroom, this green may look a bit yucky,” she said plainly.

Angie mumbled with her head bowed. “You should be more thankful for the car, not what color it should be.”

Paige pouted her lips. “I suppose your right, but it would make me popular.”

“How popular do you want to be? You are the most popular girl in college,” Angie said blowing on her pink, sparkly nails.

“You always try to knock me down,” Paige snapped playfully. “You are lucky you are even my best friend.”

“That’s what friends are for, keeping you on an even keel,” Angie explained. She got tired of the princess Paige was, sometimes.

Paige leaped from the bed and stood to look at herself in the mirror again. She ran her fingers through her long, blonde hair and over the mounds of her breasts. She wore a striped blue and white bikini. She could see why she was popular, the guys wanted to be the first to have a piece of her. But she’d been a good girl in that department. She had not let her morals slip at all. A kiss here and there but apart from that… she was fully intact.

Paige had not yet sampled the delights of becoming a woman, and she had was, unusually, fine with that decision. The hot guys around college had tried even harder to be the first to get in her pants, knowing she was a virgin… and she loved the attention it brought her.

“What do you think about virginity?” Paige asked staring into the mirror.

Angie stopped blowing on her fingernails. “Are you asking if you should lose it? Or keep it?”

Paige looked at the reflection of Angie in the mirror. “Both I think, you know. Should I, or shouldn’t I?”

“Once you’ve popped your cherry, there is no going back,” Angie explained placing her hands into the light.

“I want to lose it, but I guess in a way, it is really something that I have that’s personal, does that make sense?” Paige said, obviously thinking.