LanaSteele

"What I want I get," Nicholas whispered into Talia's ear. He has been looking for her after a quick and uneventful date. Wealthy and connected, yet, he was unable to find her until they met again at an unexpected place. 

Talia, whose reality and her grandmother have shown cruelty had to take up different jobs, including being a waitress at a nightclub.

 At a very young age, she is faced with the offer of becoming the billionaire's waitress. 
On the part of Nicholas, he felt that Talia was the only cure for his illness.

 Would Talia be able to cope with a ruthless billionaire with a lot of secrets including the fact that he was more than a billionaire?
Who thought that Talia will go from waiting tables to waiting for Nicholas's heart?

Note: The picture on the cover is not mine.

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The Billionaire's Waitress

An overwhelming moan escaped me, as his mouth closed around my right nipple and sucked on it strongly, applying just the right amount of pressure. His hand slipped under the blanket, between my thighs, and my moaning grew as he began to stroke my folds, his finger drawing teasing circles around my clit.

"Come for me, Talia," he ordered softly, pressing down on my clit, and I shattered into a thousand pieces, my body tensing and peaking, as though on his command.

"Good girl," he whispered, continuing to play with my pussy, drawing out my orgasm. "Such a good, obedient girl . . ."

When my shivering was over, he stepped back and began undressing. I watched him hungrily, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight. He was perfectly created and I wanted him so badly.

His shirt came off first, exposing his broad shoulders and properly trained stomach, and I could no longer contain myself.

Chapter Eight-Two