C.D. Gorri

These wild billionaire playboys are used to getting their way…

There isn’t much money can’t buy, especially when it comes to pleasure. But can these curvy women tame these billionaire beasts and win their love? Or will their souls be sucked into oblivion by the wanton bliss their bodies crave more and more with every surrender?

Each of our heroes wears a mask on the outside to face the world, but his disguise comes off when he runs into the one female who makes his blood run hot. Need and possessive passion abound in these books, but our heroes know only one way to control their desires.

Will they f*ck the feeling they see as weakness out of their systems, or will their needs only grow more wild with every touch, kiss, and plunge into ecstasy with the object of his affections?

Wild Billionaire Romance

Bliss seeped through my bones, and I was barely conscious of Josef carrying me into the bedroom of the extravagant suite he’d booked for our wedding night.


I winced as he withdrew his massive cock from my body. It was a little uncomfortable, but it was worth it.


He bypassed the bed, pulling a surprised squeak from me, and went straight to the ensuite bathroom.


It was enormous. There was a sunken tub and a separate shower stall, twin sinks, a toilet, and a bidet.


“Slide down,” he murmured, and my body obeyed.


I unlocked my legs and lowered my feet, gasping when my butt met with the cold marble of the vanity.


“Cold?” He smirked, and I wanted to hit him.


But I didn’t. I just watched as he turned on the faucet to the tub and added some bath oil.


I almost interrupted, knowing my skin was sensitive.


Then, the familiar scent of cocoa butter hit me, and my gaze darted to his and to the bottle in his hand.


Chapter THIRTEEN