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

After that day, when I walked in on Meredith with her little sex toy in her hand, I couldn’t keep my hands off her.


I started coming home earlier and earlier.


Sometimes meeting her at the elevator door.


I texted her during the day. Kept tabs on her through Mario, and I knew she was doing fine.


Women trying to escape abusive or violent situations often found themselves with the unfortunate side effect of having their exes turn into stalkers.


I appreciated my wife’s dedication to the residents of St. Elizabeth’s, but I wasn’t about to allow any harm to come to her.


So yeah, I doubled the fucking security in a permanent endowment to the shelter.


“Husband,” she greeted me with a smile, and I saw she had a bag of takeout on the counter.


Dinner would be nice. But I wanted dessert first.


“Wife,” I growled, backing her against the wall and dropping to my knees.


Chapter TWENTY-TWO