But when a stranger bursts into Mr. Drake's office, she's naked beneath the desk, trapped, and forced to hear things she shouldn't. When trust is broken, can the relationship survive?
At His Word: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 6
When Isabeau hears Mr. Drake's side of the story, she has two choices: to take him at his word, or walk out of his life. She chooses to trust him and accompanies him to a dinner party at his mother's house, only to have more secrets about Drake's mysterious past whispered in her ear by his handsome business partner, Alexander Smith.
Can she give herself fully to a man she's not sure can trust with her heart? Or should she believe him when he says she's different from all the rest?
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About the Author
A former kindergarten teacher, turned raunchy smut slinger, Delilah Fawkes delights in bringing you only the naughtiest of stories for your reading pleasure.
From schoolgirls getting spanked, to people literally getting tied up at the office, she loves bringing the hottest stories straight to your kindle.
Enjoy, and keep a lookout for more sizzling stories that will make you need some "alone time!"
For more Delilah Fawkes stories, visit her blog or check out her author page.
Other Stories by Delilah Fawkes:
Erotic Romance
Teaching Him: The Droid Who Loved Me, Part 1 (Sci Fi Erotic Romance)
Wanting Him: The Droid Who Loved Me, Part 2 (Sci Fi Erotic Romance)
Needing Him: The Droid Who Loved Me, Part 3 (Sci Fi Erotic Romance)
Erotica
Babysitting Daddy
Babysitting Daddy 2
Blackmailed by the Professor (M/f/m Menage)
Chick with a Dick: My Roommate’s Sexy Secret (Trans Erotica)
Cram Session
Disciplinary Action (Slave to Authority)
Disciplinary Action 2: Reprimanded (Slave to Authority)
Free Fuck (An Erotic Gangbang)
Getting Off
I Fucked the Swamp Creature! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Wolfman! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Mummy! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Dracula! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Frankenstein’s Monster! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Invisible Man! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Cthulhu! (Monster Sex/Tentacle Sex)
I Fucked a Zombie Horde! (Monster Sex/Gangbang Erotica)
The Little Virgin Mermaid (An Erotic Fairytale Parody)
Missionary Position
Ms. Gina Fucks the Football Team (Fantasy Roadtrip #1)
My Best Friend’s Brother
My Best Friend’s Brother 2
My Best Friend’s Brother 3
My Best Friend’s Daddy
My Best Friend’s Pussy
Spying on the Neighbors
Sucking Santa’s Candy Cane (Holiday Whores)
Taking Him By Force
Taking His Cherry (Holiday Whores)
Tit for Tat
Tricks for Treats (Holiday Whores)
The XXX-Files (An Erotic Sci Fi Parody)
Yes, Professor
Yes, Professors
Gay
The Bear and the Scout Master (M/m BDSM Erotica)
Fucked by Father Daniels (MM Erotica)
Gay for the Stay: A Schoolboy Confession
Hit the Showers
Taboo
Just This Once, Daddy (Taboo Sex)
Seducing My Sexy Son (Taboo Sex)
BONUS MATERIAL
Here’s a sneak peak at another naughty tale of spanking and submission, from Delilah Fawkes!
Excerpt from Getting Off:
Tears streamed down Cait’s face as she swerved to avoid a pothole.
“That b-bastard,” she gasped, wiping her hand across her face. It was hard to see, especially with the streetlights so far apart on this back country road. How could he?
Her knuckles whitened on the steering wheel. The image of his ass clenching rhythmically as he drove into another girl flashed before her eyes, and she choked on a sob. He’d been on her bed, pounding into her best friend during her birthday party. They’d all been drinking, but when Rob told her he was going to help Cindy lie down, she’d believed him. She’d kept mingling and laughing with their friends, talking about God-knows-what.
Meanwhile, he’d been balls-deep in her friend who squealed and scratched his back. It was the squeal that brought Cait to a stop outside their door on her way to get more wine. Then, a grunt she knew was Rob’s.
”God, I hate you,” she said to the open road. Tears stung her eyes, the smell of Rob still clinging to the upholstery, her nose. “I hate you.”
They’d had problems since they’d moved in together six months ago, but she’d thought they were doing better—seeing eye to eye. I guess I saw what I wanted to see. Tears fell onto her new silk dress.
“Shit.”
She had half a mind to pull a u-turn and call him out in front of all of their friends. She’d left the party without saying anything—just grabbed her jacket and keys and driven off into the darkness. She wondered if Rob knew she was gone, or if he was still sweating all over her sheets.
That tiny-dicked motherfucker.
The road went on straight forever this far from the city. She rolled the window down, delighting in the feel of the wind in her hair. Her tears dried on her face, and she took a shuddering breath. The night overhead was clear, the stars burned bright above her windshield. She felt reckless, like she was capable of anything.
She stomped down on the gas, and the car shot forward. She laughed wildly and screamed as the jolt of the acceleration pulled at her stomach. 60 mph. 70 mph. 85… 90. The roar of the wind filled her ears along with the sound of her own voice whooping and hollering as she blasted down the road.
Red and blue lights in her rearview clued her in to the squad car chasing her down. She backed off the gas immediately, but it was too late.
“Pull over!” The voice through the speaker was gruff and male. “Pull over to the shoulder and turn off the car!”
Her cheeks burned as her car decelerated. She’d never gotten so much as a parking ticket before. This night could not get any worse. How could she be so stupid?
Her car rolled to a stop, and the police cruiser pulled up behind her. She sat twisting her hands as she waited for him to approach. She was so busted. There was no way this ticket wouldn’t be devastating. Maybe she’d even get arrested. The tinge of wine on her breath definitely wasn’t doing her any favors.
The cop tapped on her window, and she lowered it. He was tall, intimidatingly so, and she could tell by the way his buttons strained over his chest that he was powerfully built. Her eyes ran over his dark stubble and stern mouth before finally meeting his gaze.
“License and registration.”
She handed them over with shaking hands.
“Well, well. Cait Morgan. Do you have any idea how fast you were going?”
“Um.” Never lie to an officer. “90, I think.” She bit her lip, then glanced back up.
The man sighed, then looked her over, his eyes moving over her now-tousled up do, her upturned face, then down to the plunging neckline of her party dress.
He cleared his throat and shifted on his feet. Cait couldn’t help but notice a bulge in his slacks. She blushed. Is that because of me? She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had that effect on Rob, or any man, for that matter.
“What the hell were you thinking, lady? I only pull over joyriding teenagers going that fast, and frankly… you don’t look the type to be this reckless.”
She glanced at his nametag. Officer Kent. “I… I wasn’t, Officer. Thinking, I mean.” A tear trickled down her cheek, unbidden, and she turned away, her face burning with embarrassment.
“Hey, now.” Officer Kent leaned down to look at her. “None of that.”
“It’s just that I’ve had one hell of a night. It’s my birthday, an
d I just caught my boyfriend porking my best friend on my bed!” She clapped a hand over her mouth and stared up at the officer in horror. It had spilled out before she could stop herself.
His mouth dropped open. “You have had one hell of a night.” He stood up and appraised her silently, then leaned toward her and wiped the tear off her cheek. “A beautiful woman like you deserves much, much better than that. Don’t get yourself killed over some asshole dumb enough to let you go.”
His rough fingers on her cheek sent a spark through her body. This man was not only tall and built, he was straight-up gorgeous - dark eyes and tan skin beneath wavy dark hair. She found herself wondering what it would be like to run her hands over those hard muscles beneath his uniform. She licked her lips and looked up to find him staring at them.
“Thank you, Officer.”
He cleared his throat again, then looked up and down the road. There was no one in sight. “I... I’m going to have to ask you step out of the vehicle.”
She sighed. She definitely wasn’t getting out of this ticket, no matter how nice the cop was. I can’t believe I chose the one country road with a cop patrolling. Ugh.
She stepped out of the car and stumbled when her heel met the gravel. In a flash, she was in Officer Kent’s arms, steadied against his broad chest.
“You okay?”
His breath tickled her neck, and she could smell the leathery musk of his aftershave. The feel of his arm muscles corded beneath her fingertips sent a jolt of heat through her body. I wonder what he looks like naked. Her pussy clenched at the thought.
She and Rob had been pulling apart for weeks, but the sex had always been mediocre at best. Rob was only concerned with his own pleasure, never bothering to learn what she wanted or how she wanted to be touched. Truthfully, she’d always wanted him to be more forceful with her, to be wilder, more passionate, but he’d been content to rut away missionary style. No kissing. No foreplay. Nada.
Now that she thought about it, she wasn’t even sure he knew where the clitoris was.
Why did I stay with him so long? Was I just afraid to be alone?
She realized she was still in Officer Kent’s arms, and pulled away, steadying herself. “I… I’m fine.”
His eyes burned into hers in the moonlight, and she bit her lip. God, she wanted to do something crazy, something just for herself for once. Maybe this speeding ticket was just what she needed.
“So, are you going to pat me down, Officer?” she said, grinning.
Officer Kent stepped back and raised an eyebrow. “I was going to ask you to walk a line. Standard procedure when someone’s been speeding like a bat out of hell.”
“Well, what if I’m dangerous? Shouldn’t you check me out just to be safe?”
She couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. Was she really teasing a cop? She knew she was pushing it, but flirting with danger like this made her feel alive.
Officer Kent rubbed his stubble-covered chin as he looked her over.
“Listen. Don’t joke about stuff like that, okay? You’re in enough trouble as it is with the ticket. I don’t think I can let this one go, even after the night you’ve had.”
He frowned, but she didn’t miss the way his eyes lingered on her cleavage again.
She pouted her lips. “Maybe I’m just a bad girl, Officer. Maybe a little punishment is exactly what I need. How else am I going to learn my lesson?”
She leaned into him, running her hands up his chest. He sucked in a breath, but didn’t stop her. She could feel his heartbeat beneath her palm. Her hands moved upward, over his hard pecs, and ran slowly through his hair.
“What are you doing?” Officer Kent’s hands reached around her waist, then twitched, and moved back to his sides.
“I don’t know. “ Cait stared into his eyes, willing him to let go with her. “I… I just need this tonight.”
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At His Desire
By
Delilah Fawkes
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At His Desire
Copyright 2012 by Delilah Fawkes
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