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

After dinner, I expected things to be a little awkward between us. But when I excused myself to the bathroom, Andres offered to read to Sammy and tuck him in.


I could tell he was enamored with the whole calling him Dad thing, and I had to admit, tears pricked my eyes every time my boy uttered the word.


Sammy looked so happy and proud, calling Andres Dad. And it felt so right.


Andres was kind, attentive, and patient with Sammy. Hell, he’d already spent more time with him than Gary ever had.


Sammy had nothing of his biological father in him. He looked like me. His dark hair and hazel eyes were so like mine. He was a wonderful little boy, and I was lucky to have him.


After kissing his head and asking him if he was okay with Dad reading his bedtime story, Sammy had practically pushed me out of his room.


Andres had just sat there, grinning like a peacock.


Chapter TWENTY-THREE ELLIE