by Jamie Knight
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Sneak Peek of Buying Her Flower
This is the first book in this connected series of standalone billionaire and virgin auction romance books. It tells Sheila and Andrew’s story. Click here to read it!
I try to picture myself in that situation and shake my head. Feeling lonesome, I pour myself a glass of wine. I take a sip and set the glass on the coffee table. I lean back against the couch cushions. The movie switches to a romantic sex scene.
I imagine myself in the arms of the leading man. I think about how it feels to have him kiss me passionately. Suddenly it’s not the actor from the TV anymore. It’s Andrew.
I'm shocked but I can't stop myself from thinking about it. My hand slips inside my pants. I start gently stroking my pussy. I imagine that it's Andrew instead of me. He's teasing me, getting me ready for what I really want.
I stroke my fingers up and down, lightly playing with my clit. I imagine him sucking on it. The thought makes me thrust against my hand.
That felt so good that I do it again. I change the fantasy and imagine that he is actually inside me. That feels even better.
I start to moan as I imagine him pushing against me. It's not my fingers, but his cock that's sliding in and out me. Faster and faster.
I can't hold back anymore. Thinking about Andrew playing with and sucking on my clit makes me cum all over my fingers.
Then I get up and wash them off in the bathroom. I sit back on the couch and gulp the rest of my wine. I can't believe I just did that. The movie is long over so I change the channel and settle for the local news station. I need to distract myself. It doesn't help….
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I want what she's selling.
The co-owner of my tech company wants to have an auction.
And he's not talking about one to raise money for a charity.
He used to attend exclusive events in San Francisco.
Where billionaires would buy virgins.
Those don't exist in this small Idaho town where we re-located.
So he's desperate to find a place to host a satellite auction.
And he thinks he's found it at the Love in Bloom flower shop.
I think I've found the perfect woman, in the florist who works there.
My mouth waters as I see her curvy body walking around selling flowers.
I'm determined to convince her to host the auction and participate in it.
She has a strong motivation, since she wants to buy the flower shop.
But she also wants to be an independent woman, free of commitment.
She's a lot younger and less experienced than I am.
She thinks she can host the auction without knowing what she's getting into.
I, on the other hand, am used to tying women up.
But I'm not used to wanting to be tied down in a relationship.
Am I in over my head with the voluptuous little florist?
Because my heart is in her just as deep as the rest of me is.
Buying Her Flower is a full-length standalone romance. Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happily ever after filled with plenty of heat. And never any cheating or cliffhangers!
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Other Books in this Series
Plucking Her Clover is the second book in this series. Click here to read it!
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I'm used to buying anything I want.
And from the moment Melissa walks into the Love in Dublin club,
I feel like it's my lucky day.
I know I should keep my hands off her untouched body.
She's only 19, an American studying abroad in Ireland.
But she knew what she was getting herself into.
This is a place where billionaires like me buy virgins like her.
And for St. Patrick's Day, she's the special event to bid on.
She needs tuition money.
I need to feel her gorgeous curves up against me.
Her heart pounding hard as I enter her for her first time.
We decide to make a deal.
One night of passion, and then it's all over.
Except there's one tiny problem with this transaction.
I think my naughty little leprechauness just stole my heart.
Plucking Her Clover is a standalone billionaire and virgin auction romance.
Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happily ever after filled with plenty of heat.
And never any cheating or cliffhangers!
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The third book in this series is Buying Her Jewel. Click here to read it!
I want her, but she resists me.
So, I'll make her an offer she can't pass up.
I live the perfect bachelor life.
A cushy job, partying and more money than I could spend in a lifetime.
And usually a ton of women throwing themselves at me, of course.
But I just moved to a small town to expand my technology company.
And though the female residents are beautiful, not many are single.
So when some acquaintances call me up and propose an auction here,
I jump at the chance.
After all, they're not suggesting we bid on antiques.
At these billionaire auctions, we buy virgins.
But we're going to have to find some if we want to have the auction.
I decide to run my proposition by my hot, curvy jeweler Amelia.
At first, she turns me down flat.
Until I promise her that I can make it worth her while.
With my help, she can buy the jewelry shop she wants.
And I can use her storefront to host the auction.
Of course I want to claim her innocence.
But I can also make her dreams come true and change her life.
And yet, what if she ends up changing mine?
Is this chain between us too fragile to hold our love?
Or can I clasp this gorgeous woman to me and never let go?
Buying Her Jewel is a full-length standalone romance. Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happily ever after filled with plenty of heat. And never any cheating or cliffhangers!
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Sneak Peek of Binding His Virgin
The first book in the Club Lush series of billionaire auction romance is Binding His Virgin. Here’s an exclusive sneak peek!
Chapter 1
Melissa
I’m standing as far back from all the lights and people as physically possible. I knew this would happen. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to enjoy myself as much as Samantha, Britney, Shay, Karen and Becky said I would. Because, as they’ve all often done ever since we were kids, they made the mistake of assuming I was them. That because they enjoy the music, lights and sounds of a dance club, that I will.
I’m watching them now, feeling more and more overwhelmed by the second. I’m standing with my purse clutched to my chest, wondering why I couldn’t have just had the birthday celebration I wanted. A few cocktails at home, to celebrate the big 21, a nice dinner that we all could’ve cooked together — before sitting down to watch some sexy movies.
But, no instead, I’m gasping for breath like a fish out of water, the proverbial fly on the wall who’s about to get smashed.
I hate being the way I am. I hate the fact that I’m so shy and easily overwhelmed. Especially when I know everyone’s having so much fun, and how they all just did this for my benefit. To make my big day into a big night of festivities, but I just can’t handle it anymore. I need to go somewhere else, before I pass out from all this stimulation.
I spot my friends dancing together, flirting with a few of the men in the club who have shown them interest. I don’t want to interrupt their fun, but I
know I’m never going to get out of here if I don’t. So, mustering what bit of courage I have, I go over to them and try to get their attention.
Karen, a short hair-haired bundle of energy, is the first to see me. Followed by Becky. Full of curls and dark, flashing eyes, Becky enjoys the nightlife.
“Hey, birthday girl! So glad you finally decided to join us!”
I blush, feeling even worse about what I’m about to do: ask for a different venue, a different place to go to finish tonight’s celebrations.
Shay, with every color in the rainbow along her hair, and in her makeup (she’s always wanted to be a unicorn), gives me a comforting smile. She comes over, glomming on to me.
“You want to get outta here, don’t you, Mel?”
I don’t answer her, but feel myself going redder and hotter by the moment.
My eyes shoot over to Britney, the instigator of all this — who’s in the middle of flirting with a rugged looking guy with five o’clock shadow — hoping she’ll give me what I want. I take another deep breath, and decide to approach.
“Britney.”
The first time I say her voice, I don’t expect her to hear me. I am as quiet as a mouse most of the time, even without loud music blaring.
“Um, Britney?” I step a little closer, deciding to grab the sleeve on her slinky dress instead. “Britney, I’ve really got to get out of here. I can’t handle the noise.”
Letting out a breathy, amused laugh, she tells the guy that we’re all here celebrating my birthday what I’d just said, and Sexy Stubble turns to me and tries to make conversation with me. About my birthday, of course, whether he can buy me a drink. But I just turn my eyes down, before turning him down.
“No. No, thank you.”
I then turn my attention back to Britney, whose undivided attention I finally have.
“I really need to get out of here. I know you think this is a good time, but you know how I am!”
Britney sweeps back her chestnut brown hair, puckers her cotton-candy pink lips, and sighs. It’s not the sigh of someone who’s upset, just depressed.
“I know,” she says, drawing me aside with her, and telling the rest of our click to follow with a “come on, girls.”
She’s quiet a moment as we find our way out of the bustle, and then says, “I know, Mel. I was just…was really hoping you might enjoy yourself in a place like this, even with how sensitive you are.” We all keep walking out of the dance and lounge area, toward the main doors. “But I don’t really know where else we can celebrate.”
“Yeah, especially when we did already drive a few hours to get here,” points out Becky. “I mean, if you wanted to go somewhere quiet, we should have just stayed in our borough.”
I hang my head, feeling awful. It doesn’t help that the air outside is cold, or that now that we’re out of the club, there isn’t anywhere else I can think of to go, other than home.
Shay elbows Becky. I don’t have to see behind me to know. I can tell by the cursing that follows.
“Don’t be mean, Becky. She really didn’t want to go in, but we made her. You, more than anyone else, actually. So you don’t get to complain when she does exactly what we all knew she would.”
Shay closes the distance between us, and slings her arm around me.
“Don’t worry about it, girl. We’ll find something else to do. Somewhere else to go.”
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I'll claim her as my own. But for one night or forever?
As a very rich man, I know what I like and take what I want.
Innocent, obedient girls, especially virgins, make me hard.
After spending nights at Club Lush, I finally find my perfect woman.
Melissa is curvy, submissive and oh so innocent.
I overhear her friends say it's her twenty-first birthday.
I know I have to give her a very big present.
But first, I make her prove that she deserves everything I have to offer.
I steal her first kiss, tie her up, and relish when she calls me sir.
Then I take her home, to experience every one of her other firsts together.
But maybe this is a first for me, too. Because I don't want to let her go.
Binding His Virgin is part of the Club Lush series of steamy romance novellas, which can be read on their own but are best enjoyed all together. Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happy ever after filled with plenty of heat. And never any cheating or cliffhangers!
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