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 licked my lips. Desire warred with misgivings. But I’d just been through a lot and I needed something to make me feel grounded, anchored, part of the real world again.


I didn’t think I was good at this kind of thing.


But I wanted to be. And for Andres, I would try.


He loved me. He wouldn’t judge me or make fun of me. And as I quickly stripped, too eager to feel him inside me to even attempt to go slow, he watched.


Andres’ eyes never left my body as I pulled off my clothes until I was standing there in my plain black cotton thong.


“Leave those on,” he said, and I nodded.


I expected him to tug my hand or drag me down on top of him, but Andres didn’t move.


Biting my lip, I took the first step. I sat on his lap. Pressing my hands to his shoulders, I leaned down and took his mouth.


He tasted so good. Like whiskey and lemons. I licked into his mouth deeper, moaning as I rubbed my nipples against his hair-roughened chest.


Chapter THIRTY-EIGHT ELLIE