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

Ellie was spread out across our bed like a carnal banquet, and my mouth watered.


Eating her out was about to make me come in my boxers like a goddamn teenager.


Not doing more than holding my position was fucking killing me, but I needed her to know she was good at this.


I needed her to know she had me, for better or worse. And she could fucking take me anytime she wanted.


See, to me, confidence was the sexiest goddamn thing a woman could wear.


My Ellie might have had some hard knocks, but beneath the painful memories, she was a fucking she-Wolf.


A fierce motherfucking warrior of a woman who would put herself in danger to protect her son, who had the courage to leave a situation the second it got out of hand.


She was phenomenal. And I wanted her to know it. I fucking needed her to.


Really, I wasn’t complaining. Drinking Ellie’s pleasure from the source was better than I even imagined.


Chapter FOURTEEN ANDRES