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

Two months passed since I’d been inside Ellie Maxwell’s hot as fuck body.


Two months of unreturned calls and texts.


Two months of wet dreams that left me feeling unrested and horny as fuck.


I’d only just been promoted to a position in Volkov Industries that not only meant the head honchos trusted me, but that they depended on me. They relied on me to make their business better.


I was just a guy from Hoboken who grew up with his mom and stepfather in a one bedroom apartment where I slept on the fucking couch until I went off to college.


My parents did the best they could. After my stepdad died, my mom had to work, scrubbing floors while I busted my ass at school, and waited tables to pay for it all.


Chapter THREE ANDRES