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

I’d spent months mooning over this woman. Testing the strength of my resolve. Battling my attraction by holding back and staying away.


Every second apart from her was sheer fucking torture. I was head over fucking heels. But I knew she wasn’t there.


But how was I supposed to make a woman like her fall in love with a guy like me?


I thought I had a pretty good plan. And it had been working so far. Every night my wife crawled into bed beside me, and every night the tension between us tightened until she came to me.


Sometimes it started with the brush of her leg against mine, or Ellie would drape her arm over my side. She’d touch me first, then I’d turn and pull her into my embrace.


I was always ready, willing, and waiting. Helpless to deny my feelings for her and the need to bury my length inside her warm, wet, willing body.


Chapter TWENTY-ONE ANDRES