When the final orgasm ebbed, peace overtook her. She could sleep the afternoon away.
“I love you, my beauty,” Conor whispered. He kissed her cheek down to her neck before he rolled off her and stood up. “But we should have some lunch, and I need to head over to the mansion.” Continue reading
I left you Friday at the edge of a sex scene. I’m sure you don’t want to miss this one!
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There were a couple of posts over the weekend that you won’t want to miss either: my Celebration Nails and a New Cover!
And now, back to Charisse who has the GOGS (Glow of Good Sex).
Charisse eventually drifted into a shallow sleep where she could still sense Conor’s body behind her and his hand on her belly. When she woke up again, she decided she’d take a shower and surprise him with breakfast. Continue reading
It’s Friday! Today’s post is just a teaser because we’ve come to a sex scene! If you’d like to read the whole scene, please purchase The Beautician and the Billionaire Episode 8: The Party at these fine retailers:
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Charisse woke up ready to conquer the day, except it was still night. The bedroom was dark, and stars twinkled through the window. The comforter over her kept her warm, which was good since the tip of her nose was cold. She snuggled down into her pillow—the first chilly night of fall. Continue reading
I’m so excited about today’s post! It’s a BIG moment for Conor and Charisse! This afternoon I’ll be giving away another $5 Amazon gift card. Be sure to come by to vote for your favorite billionaire!
The scene after this one won’t be posted because they make sweet, sweet love. But you can buy it at Amazon! Tomorrow will be the final scene of Episode 7. Episode 8 is coming soon!
Conor called for his car to pull around and then called Raul to tell him he was taking Charisse to the cottage for the rest of the day. He wanted to stay hidden away with her all weekend, but Becca’s party was Saturday. Continue reading
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He gave her a long kiss as he finished. His grip loosened, and Charisse reluctantly relaxed. She didn’t want them to pull apart. He’d turn into a beast again, she was sure. Continue reading
Hello lovely readers! Sorry I missed posting yesterday. I was on vacation for a week. I got everything preposted except for Monday. We’re heading into a tricky part which means sex is coming up. I’ll post as much as I can because it’s important to the plot. If you feel like you’re missing something, you can always buy it at Amazon, Barnes and Noble or All Romance.
Thanks for reading!
Conor rode the elevator up to his penthouse with his arms crossed over his chest, leaning against the wall. No thank you. No mention of the gifts at all. The only text he’d received from Charisse was one asking if she could wear her hair up because it would be the most appropriate look. Continue reading
Conor woke up at ten in the morning after only a few hours of sleep. He reached out to pull Charisse close and remembered what a dumb-ass he’d been when his hand touched sheets instead of skin. Continue reading
When we last left Charisse and Conor, Conor was seducing Charisse into a morning tumble in the sheets. Thanks to all of you who purchased Episode 6 over the weekend to find out what happened!! I’m still smiling about it this morning! Here are the plot points you missed if you haven’t read the sex scene: Conor intentionally did not bring her to climax, but she was so good he promised her a week in Puerto Rico. Enjoy!
When Charisse finally showered and dressed, she made her way to the kitchen, hoping there would be something for her for breakfast. She wasn’t expecting a full bacon, eggs and hash brown meal, but a bagel would be good or at least a cup of yogurt. Continue reading
Charisse dozed, hitting the snooze on her phone every now and then. Her brain hadn’t reminded her she was in Conor’s penthouse yet. But when she smelled coffee and heard Raul say, “Good morning Charisse,” she bolted up. Continue reading
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