Stranded With a Billionaire Boxed Set

by Seraphina Donavan

  His hand closed over her breast, bracketing her nipple, never touching the sensitive peak. “This is not a waste of time. Tasting you, mapping the contours of your gorgeous body, learning every inch of your soft skin...that’s the fulfillment of months of fantasy, Georgie. I intend to savor the moment.”

  “You’re killing me...Can’t you savor it a little faster?”

  He chuckled, his breath fanning over her neck. Still, he didn’t deny her request. His fingers moved on her breast, teasing the aching bud to even greater sensitivity. When his mouth closed over it, his tongue curling around the turgid peak, Georgie cried out.

  Every touch, every brush of his fingers or pass of his lips, each sweep of his tongue or graze of his teeth on her flesh ratcheted the desire to new heights. Heat bloomed inside her, tension coiling as need became a living thing.

  His hand delved between her thighs, his touch gentle but insistent, and Georgie complied instantly. Parting her thighs for him, she welcomed his touch with an eagerness that would have been embarrassing if she’d had the will left to care for such things.

  His fingers slid along her cleft, parting her gently, his touch providing equal parts relief and torment. On the verge of begging, Georgie sobbed in relief when he slid his fingers inside her, touching her deeply, pressing into her and easing the unbearable ache. Clutching at his arms, she lifted her hips, welcoming his touch eagerly.

  ~~****~~

  Sam watched her intently. With her lips parted on a soft cry and her head thrown back, she looked achingly beautiful. Feeling her move beneath him, her body arching into his touch, he wanted to sink into her, to feel the velvet heat of her body closing around his cock, taking him deep.

  With slow deliberate strokes, he pushed her higher. He could feel the tension in her body, her thighs and belly quivering as she moved against him, seeking. It wasn’t enough to simply make her come. He wanted, no—he needed to be inside her, to feel her coming apart around him.

  Moving between her parted thighs, he reveled in the silken glide of her skin as she brought her legs up, wrapping them around him. Staring down at her, the flush of desire on her cheeks and her full lips, Sam eased into her. Parting the damp folds of her sex, he pressed the head of his cock into her yielding flesh.

  Her answering moan, the bite of her nails on his back, had him gritting his teeth. Hanging onto his control by a thread, he moved deeper, slowly filling her. Of course, he was dealing with Georgie, and while it didn’t surprise him when she rose up, arching her hips upward and taking him in completely, it did take his breath away. “My god, you drive me crazy,” he murmured, even as he flexed his hips, driving into her welcoming heat.

  Her only response was to press her mouth to his chest. The sting of her teeth was followed by the soothing glide of her tongue.

  He surged into her, harder, faster than before and she met him thrust for thrust.

  Soon, there were no more words. He seemed incapable of forming them. His focus, his whole world, narrowed to the points of contact between them. The peaks of her breasts pressed against his chest, the damp flesh that clenched around his cock like a fist, and the mouth which he claimed in searing kiss—those were his only reality.

  With his hands in her hair, holding her head, he devoured her mouth, licking and sucking at the full lips that had driven him half mad with lust for months. All the while, he continued moving inside her, surging deeply and retreating slowly, only to thrust forward again. Every answering moan from her, every soft cry that was muffled against his own lips—spurred him on.

  He wanted to tell her, to whisper softly against her ear how good it felt, how good she felt, how long he’d wanted her, but it just wasn’t impossible. The need overtook him and all he could do was climb toward the waiting release.

  She tensed beneath him, her body drawing taut. Her breath hitched as she strained toward him.

  Reaching between them, Sam stroked her clit lightly with his fingertips as he pumped into her. He felt the first ripples of her orgasm, the slight shuddering of her inner muscles before they clamped so tightly around him, he couldn’t even withdraw.

  The sensation felt so intense, so mind numbing, he closed his eyes and just let it take him. Need coiled inside him, drawing every muscle tight. His balls ached with it and his spine tingled, until the dam burst. He shuddered, his hips moving against hers as he poured himself into her welcoming heat.

  Breathing heavily, sweating, and thoroughly replete, he dropped his head to her breast. Her hands stroked his back, the gentle touch soothing him.

  After what seemed like forever, when his breathing returned to normal and his heartbeat slowed to a steady pace, he shifted off her, but not far away. Curling his arms around the softness of her body, he held her close. “I tried so hard to resist you,” he whispered the words against her ear, softening them with a kiss. “It was a futile exercise, and frankly, a bloody shame.”

  In their current position, he couldn’t see her face, but he felt her smile.

  “If I’d known that was waiting for me, I would have stripped naked during my job interview and pounced on you.”

  Job. She still worked for him. The complications of their current situation reared their ugly head. “I’ve never been involved with someone who worked for me, Georgie. I’ve always kept my personal and professional lives very separate.”

  She turned to him then, her green eyes filled with amusement. “They still are. What we just did has nothing to do with my job.”

  “No. It doesn’t. But it’s going to be bloody difficult to look at you in the office and not picture you just like this.” The admission sounded rueful, something neither of them could deny.

  “What about after work?” she asked, her fingertips tracing circles on his chest.

  Even that simple touch was enough to have him stirring. Placing a restraining hand on hers, he trapped it against his chest, over his pounding heart. “I’m nowhere near done with you, Georgie...” Sam pulled her atop him, until she straddled his thighs and his cock, already growing hard again. “Tonight is just the beginning.”

  THE END?

  ~~****~~

  If you liked reading about Sam and Georgie, let me know. I’d love to hear from you and find out what you think about Sam’s murky past.

  BIO

  Seraphina Donavan is a hopeless romantic with a wicked & oh-so-dirty mind! Those things, combined with her love of writing, prompted her to take the leap and transform those fantasies into written words on a page. As a curvy girl herself, Seraphina has made it a point to celebrate those women with delicious curves with her work through writing and the hot men who love them. She currently has 16 published books & is working on many more.. Living in Central Kentucky, Seraphina spends her time rescuing stray animals, working for a non-profit agency and dreaming of becoming a best-selling author. She lives in a home that has more character than working parts and enjoys spending time with her fur babies. Feel free to contact her with any questions or thoughts on your mind.. She loves connecting with her readers & hearing from anyone!

  I can be reached at SeraphinaDonavan@gmail.com, on Twitter as @MissSeraphinaD, or at www.seraphinadonavan.blogspot.com

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  LET IT SNOW

  By

  Brandi Gillilan

  DEDICATION

  This is dedicated to my Mom who always told me to go for what I want and she’d always support me. My step-father. Terry who accepted me quirks and all. And to my sister Vic, who doesn’t mind my random comments or being a sounding board for ideas.

  Also, in Memory of my Pawpaw who told me to stand up for what I believe in and go for my dreams.

  CHAPTER ONE

  Rose hummed quietly to herself as she stepped out of the elevator on the 14th floor. She smiled in greeting to the people she passed as she made her way to the large office at the end of the hall. Using her key, she unlocked the door and went in, leaving it open in her wake. She hurried to her desk and p
ut her bag down, then proceeded to the private bathroom to make sure she still looked presentable. She was a VP’s secretary after all.

  Looking in the mirror, she gave herself a critical glance. Her steel gray hair was bound tightly in a severe bun, not a strand out of place. A quick touch up of her makeup and she was good to go.

  “Rose? Are you in?” A woman’s voice called from the main office.

  Rose walked out of the bathroom and smiled at the young woman. “Good morning, Miss Natalia. How are you feeling?” she asked as she studied Natalia, who’d been overworked the last few weeks.

  Natalia’s raven black hair was pulled back in a complicated French braid with the tail tucked up underneath. Her honey-colored eyes were striking, surrounded by heavy lashes and her mouth was left bare. A dark emerald band, about two inches thick graced her neck. Attached was a simple silver locket that came to a rest at the hollow of her throat. She wore an elegant black dress suit that stopped just below the knee with a white blouse underneath. Practical black heels that reached just at three inches finished off the look.

  The color of the dress did nothing to flatter her in Rose’s opinion, but she would never say it to Natalia’s face. “I’m fine, Rose. I will be in my office most of the day. There’s a lot to get done before winter hits, if we want our shipments of perfume to arrive at the retailers for the holidays.” Natalia hurried into her office with Rose following.

  “Is there anything you’d like me to order in for lunch, or do you want me to make you reservations at one of the hotels?” Rose asked.

  “Order in. I don’t have time to be going out for lunch. It’s going to be a late night tonight. I hope you didn’t have any plans. Oh, and please order something for my Mother, I haven’t had the chance to go shopping for a gift and her birthday is a few days away. Order her the Ever Blessed perfume in the blue crystal bottle. That should be properly expensive enough for her tastes,” Natalia rattled off the list as she sorted out files and booted up her computer.

  “Jace was going to take me out for dinner tonight at six, but I’ll call him and cancel. He knows how busy we are, so I told him it was a maybe but you know how he is.” Rose replied.

  Natalia paused in her sorting to smile softly at Rose as her hand came to rest on her locket. “Yes, I know how he is. You go ahead and have dinner with him. I know you two don’t get to see each other as often as you’d like.”

  Rose noted the action and smiled at the longing look that came into Natalia’s eyes. She knew her son had been in love with Natalia since they were kids but always felt too afraid to act on it and it wasn’t until Rose started working for Natalia several years before that she learned her son’s feelings were returned. “I’ll only go if you promise to leave within an hour of me leaving. Anything that needs finished can be tackled first thing in the morning. I’ll even come in early if you’d like?”

  A smile graced Natalia’s lips. “There’ll be no need for you to come in early. I’ll get what I can done tonight and finish tomorrow.”

  “That’s all I ask. I’ll get to my desk, so we can get started. Call me when you need me.” Rose walked out of the office.

  CHAPTER TWO

  Natalia sighed in frustration as she stared at the computer screen. Numbers and details started to run together while exhaustion hit her hard. Reaching for her cup, she groaned when she realized it was empty. She rose from her chair and walked slowly across the room, her legs moving as if she were going through mud. “Rose, is there any coffee?”

  Rose glanced up from her desk and concern filled her eyes when she noticed how tired Natalia looked. “Why don’t you go sit down and I’ll make you some fresh,” Rose offered with a smile.

  Natalia nodded. “All right, thank you.” She turned and walked back to her desk. With another sigh, she plopped ungracefully into her over-stuffed office chair causing her locket to bounce. She reached up and gently unhooked the locket from the choker and opened it. She stared at the picture of a young man and teen girl for a moment as she thought about Jace, of how close they used to be.

  They were friends as teens even though he was two years older and were never away from each other long. She supported him in everything he did and he supported her in everything she did. He’d been there for when she’d been stood up for homecoming and even dug out his old suit to take her to the dance. It’d been the first of many.

  Everyone swore they were like an old married couple and would be together forever. But in Natalia’s senior year of high school, Jace met a young woman at college named Roxanne. She was really sweet and everyone loved her but when she finally met Natalia she changed.

  Roxanne invited Natalia to the park one night, and believing she was supporting Jace, she’d gone.

  When she arrived, Roxanne was talking to Jace, but when she caught sight of Natalia, she ordered Jace to end their friendship, saying it was misleading to Natalia and everyone else and that it wasn’t healthy. Jace argued but Natalia knew Jace was in love with Roxanne and she got along great with Jace’s mother. So, Natalia waited until the next day, when she knew Roxanne wasn’t going to be visiting and asked Jace out onto the front porch

  Neither of them was aware that Rose was listening.

  “Jace, I don’t want to cause you any problems,” Natalia started.

  Confusion filled his soft blue eyes. “What are you talking about, Natalia? You aren’t causing me any problems.”

  “I was at the park last night. Please, don’t interrupt. I need to say this. Roxanne asked me to come. I thought we were going to talk, so that we could fix whatever problem she has with me. But when I got there—you were there. She saw me and that’s when she started telling you to end our friendship. She called me later that night.” Natalia took a deep breath as tears ran down her face.

  Jace reached up and wiped a few away, “What did she say to you?”

  Natalia shook her head, “It doesn’t matter. I understand now that I’m hurting you by being your friend. I’m sorry.” She was sobbing by the end. Before Jace could reply, Natalia ran to her car and left.

  He tried calling her for several days, but she ignored them and wouldn’t answer the door when he knocked, then pounded, shouting all the while. It broke her heart, but she believed she was doing what was best for him.

  Natalia reached up and wiped a few tears away as she remembered Rose told her Jace confronted Roxanne and ended the relationship, but their friendship didn’t continue afterwards. They only really saw each other when Rose got them together and they did talk on occasion but apparently, Natalia’s actions were too severe to forgive.

  Upon hearing the hurried footsteps of her secretary, Natalia closed the locket and clipped it back on her choker just as Rose walked into the room carrying a new cup with steam wafting out of it.

  “Here you go,” Rose called as she carried the cup over and set it on the desk. She studied Natalia for a moment then said, “I think you should go home. I also think you should take a few weeks off. You’re exhausted.”

  “I’m fine, Rose. I’ve just been doing a bit more with the holidays coming up. Marketing says these are crucial sales times and the boss wants it pushed out, so push we must.”

  “There are plenty of underlings around. Can’t they take some of your load?”

  Natalia laughed softly. “I love the phrase. Yes, I’m sure several of the employees could take a bit of the load, but they have their own work to do and it doesn’t hurt me to get it done and make sure it’s done right the first time.”

  “I still think you’re doing too much. If you can’t trust them to do their job then why hire them? And any work you give them is their work. It’s your job to delegate not overwork yourself,” Rose replied as she started out of the room.

  Natalia sighed softly. “Maybe you’re right, Rose. I think I’ll try delegating in the new year. There just isn’t time right now. I’m going to have to work longer hours the next few days to get this done.”

  Rose raised a brow and
a smirk graced her lips. “Not if I have anything to say about it.” With that, she hurried to her desk to make some calls.

  CHAPTER THREE

  At five thirty, Rose shut down her computer and cleared her desk as she prepared to leave for the night. She rose from her chair and walked over to Natalia’s office to see her reading over a file. “I’m heading out now. Are you sure you won’t be leaving too?”

  Natalia looked up in surprise and after glancing at the clock, she shook her head. “No. I have a bit more to get finished with today. I’ll see you tomorrow. I hope you and Jace have a nice dinner.”

  “We will and remember, you can only stay an hour more,” Rose warned before she headed to the elevator. It didn’t take long before she was exiting the lobby. Hailing a cab, she thought about the calls she’d made after lunch.

  She’d discovered several of the VPs and secretaries were concerned about Natalia and her workload. They were all willing to take on some of her load, so she could have some time off to rest, although telling her she had the vacation time was the easy part, getting her to take it was another story. The cab driver telling her the amount of her ride broke her from her thoughts. Paying the man, she climbed out and stood in front of a small restaurant.

  “You made it on time. I’m surprised you’re not late, Mama.” A deep voice called out over the late night crowd.

  Rose turned and smiled when she caught sight of her son. His soft, grey eyes filled with amusement as he made his way towards her. When he was close enough she reached up as high as she could, wrapping her arms around his broad chest in a tight hug.

  Bending a bit in the knee, Jace hugged her back. “It’s been too long, Mama.”