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 stopped texting Destiny after day five with no replies from her. Something had to be wrong with her phone, but I wouldn’t bother worrying about it until I saw her in person. I could figure it out and change the data plan or get her a better upgrade then.


The softness of her. The temptation of having her near. Her bright sunshine flavor. Her warm body and big heart. My sweet Dumplin’ had burrowed in deep. She’d slipped past my defenses and made a permanent home inside my very bones.


Destiny was a piece of me and being separated like this was leaching the life from my veins.


It was fucking killing me. It took another week in that godforsaken place to put all the pieces together.


I’d tried calling her, but the SAT phone was fucked up. The few messages I got to Adrik, he hadn’t been able to return either.


Chapter THIRTY-THREE