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

Four more chairs were brought inside the private room, and our wives made spaces for us.


I worried that maybe it was intrusive of us to just drop in on them, but looking around at how all the women seemed happy to have their husbands join them, I relaxed.


The first thing she’d asked about was Sammy, but after I assured her he was safe and sound and tucked up in bed with my mom as a babysitter, she settled down.


I placed my hand on her thigh, loving that she didn’t flinch or shy away from the touch as I leaned down to brush my lips across her temple, kissing the scar that wore like a badge of honor.


I hated that she was ever hurt. Ever scared.


But I loved how she leaned on me, how she had faith in me despite all she’d been through.


I would never let her down. I’d make it my life’s work to give her and Sammy the life they deserved. One they could be proud of.


Chapter TWENTY-SEVEN ANDRES