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Theo has always pushed limits, but his new maid is pushing all his buttons - the right ones. Morgan has an innocence about her that draws him to her, but she's off limits. She's everything he’s not and despite not deserving her, knowing he would ruin her, he yearns to dominate all aspects of her life - be the only man she ever desires.
Morgan may not have much experience when it comes to men, but the thoughts she begins to have about her new boss, are far from innocent. Theo is wealthy, powerful and experienced. Everything she isn’t, but he's everything she wants. Morgan has a suspicion he wants her too, but just won't admit it... yet. Mixing business with pleasure might be a bad idea, but she is tired of behaving all the time. Maybe Theo can bring her inner “bad girl” to the surface.
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Excerpt:
MORGAN
The silence envelopes both of us as we continue closer into the city, the starry sky disappearing before my eyes. The tension between the two of us continues to grow thicker the longer we spend in the car.
Even with the top down, Mr. Fitzwilliam’s masculine smell envelopes my senses. Sandalwood and lavender, both not in the typical male sense, fill my mind as many dirty thoughts flash behind by eyes. What it would be like for his lips to envelope mine or how his hands would feel as they caress my skin, the need for any affection from him grows stronger every day I spend in his presence.
The kiss, that he claims was accidental, a few months ago began this raging inferno of desire inside me I’m not sure will ever be quenched by anyone other than him.
“We’re here.” He pulls to a stop in front of the student housing building.
“How did you know where I live?” I ask, surprised that he would concern himself with such a trivial piece of information about me.
“I make it my business to be made aware of everything about my employees.”
We continue to sit in the car, staring out of the front windshield. Neither one of us moving a muscle or making any effort to end the time we have together.
I chance a look over at him, noticing how tightly he grips the steering wheel. My mind playing tricks on me hoping that he is having as hard of a time as I am fighting the connection we have with each other.
He quickly releases the steering wheel and reaches across the center console toward the passenger door. Brushing his hand across my tits, my nipples pebble before he’s opening the door for me. I gasp in surprise as pleasure shoots through my body hoping for just one more caress of his hand.
“Good night, Morgan,” he whispers as he places his hand back on the steering wheel with a telltale smirk plastered across his face.
“Good Night, Sir,” I respond before stepping out the car. Just as I’m about to shut the door, I hear a small groan escape his lips.
I smile as I shut the door and head inside. It appears I’m not the only one that feels this connection between the two of us. Now to figure out a way for the two of us to act on this connection and not lose my job, that’s the tricky part.
Even with the top down, Mr. Fitzwilliam’s masculine smell envelopes my senses. Sandalwood and lavender, both not in the typical male sense, fill my mind as many dirty thoughts flash behind by eyes. What it would be like for his lips to envelope mine or how his hands would feel as they caress my skin, the need for any affection from him grows stronger every day I spend in his presence.
The kiss, that he claims was accidental, a few months ago began this raging inferno of desire inside me I’m not sure will ever be quenched by anyone other than him.
“We’re here.” He pulls to a stop in front of the student housing building.
“How did you know where I live?” I ask, surprised that he would concern himself with such a trivial piece of information about me.
“I make it my business to be made aware of everything about my employees.”
We continue to sit in the car, staring out of the front windshield. Neither one of us moving a muscle or making any effort to end the time we have together.
I chance a look over at him, noticing how tightly he grips the steering wheel. My mind playing tricks on me hoping that he is having as hard of a time as I am fighting the connection we have with each other.
He quickly releases the steering wheel and reaches across the center console toward the passenger door. Brushing his hand across my tits, my nipples pebble before he’s opening the door for me. I gasp in surprise as pleasure shoots through my body hoping for just one more caress of his hand.
“Good night, Morgan,” he whispers as he places his hand back on the steering wheel with a telltale smirk plastered across his face.
“Good Night, Sir,” I respond before stepping out the car. Just as I’m about to shut the door, I hear a small groan escape his lips.
I smile as I shut the door and head inside. It appears I’m not the only one that feels this connection between the two of us. Now to figure out a way for the two of us to act on this connection and not lose my job, that’s the tricky part.
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