Thanks so much for hosting me today with my new release, The Job. 🙂
How far would you go to help out your friend and flatmate? If you’re Alexandra Farrington quite far, indeed. While she can’t get her head around the fact that her friend does that, she is somewhat reassured that the escorts provided by Premiere Companions are not required to have sex with their clients.
Alex can do this—she’s an actress after all—and killer stiletto sandals make good weapons if said client gets frisky.
Yes, all good in theory, until she opens the door to a face from her past. The one man she hoped to never see again. The one man she simply cannot resist.
Enter the world of the escorts of Premiere Companions, the elite escort service in London.
The Job releases October 8th
Accepting money for sex is wrong—isn’t it?
Alexandra Farrington certainly thinks so. The job she’s agreed to do for her friend is not supposed to involve any sex. However, no man spends this much money on a swish hotel suite and sinful lingerie, and not expect the horizontal shimmy in return.
And what sort of man employs escorts anyhow?
Nathanial Longton cannot believe his eyes when the door opens to reveal his companion for the evening. He has never forgotten the housekeeper’s daughter. The girl he grew up with has grown into a beautiful, sexy woman, and what’s more she’s all his for the night.
Alex and he have unfinished business and, with her at his mercy, it’s payback time.
If only this was just about sex, but Alexandra’s submission awakens much more than his inner Sadist….
Love is far harder to ignore.
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“Staying then, sweetheart?” he asked.
Alex’s fingers itched to wipe that knowing smirk of his face.
“Get off on blackmailing women to do your bidding?” She flung the words at him, inwardly grimacing at the breathy quality of her voice. Her heart beat faster when he straightened up and walked toward her. His long limbed gait ate up the distance between them. Every instinct screamed at her to run away, but her limbs didn’t seem capable of following the demands of her rational brain. Besides where would she run to?
She was bought and paid for, after all. Alex would do anything to spare her frail mother any embarrassment. It’s why she had embellished her current work situation to her. Mum didn’t need to worry over her. Besides Alex was doing fine. She had a roof over her head and food in her belly, which was a lot more than some people had, so she couldn’t complain really.
“You have no idea what I get off on, Alex, but if you’re a good girl and do as you’re told, you might just find out.”
Oh, the infuriating male. His words served to escalate the flame of her arousal into a fever pitch, as he stopped so close to her that the heat off his body scorched her skin. It took every ounce of will power she possessed to not lean into his strength and warmth, to let him take away her worries. Now where had that thought come from, for fuck’s sake?
Alex jumped when Nathanial put his large hands on her shoulder. He slid them slowly upward until he framed her face and tilted her head up. The gentle pressure he used was strangely comforting.
Her pent up breath burst forth with such force that she ruffled the stylishly unruly dark lock of hair that fell over his forehead. His amber eyes crinkled up at the corners in seeming amusement.
“That’s better. You were in danger of passing out on me then, girl. As much fun as being the cause of that can be, I do need you sentient tonight. Later on, well, we’ll see…”
A shiver of apprehension crawled up her spine at his murmured voice, even as her breathing sped up, as all sorts of erotic scenarios bombarded her brain. Really, what was wrong with her? Think, dammit.
“I told you already, I won’t sleep with you, or are you going to blackmail me into that too?” Alex immediately regretted the words, when his brows drew together in a frown. His hold on her tightened imperceptibly, and she couldn’t bring herself to hold his gaze.
“I realize that you may not have the highest opinion of me after the way we parted back then, but—”
He stopped speaking when she couldn’t help her most unladylike snort of derision. Grasping her chin, he forced her to look up at him. Alex wasn’t small, but even in her killer stilettos she was still a head shorter than him. It made her feel all sorts of dainty and feminine, which was definitely a new sensation. Her stomach churned anew at the disapproval that was edged in his features.
“Has no one told you it is rude to constantly interrupt? If you carry on like this, I’ll be forced to put you over my knee to teach you some manners, girl.” He smiled when her mouth fell open in surprise.
Alex automatically clenched her thighs together to stop the hot flood of arousal creaming her pussy at those mental images.
“You try anything like that, and I’ll have you up for an assault charge.” Her reply lost all of its intended sting thanks to her voice doing its best to imitate a breathy porn star, but dammit, could he read her mind or something?
Alex liked a little, or should that be a lot of kink in the bedroom. Someplace she was so not going with him.
“You have bought my escort services for the evening, Sir.” She meant that intonation as an insult, but the way his eyes flared in heated awareness and his breathing sped up, told her what she was beginning to suspect. Nathanial would indeed be more than capable of fulfilling her needs. That meant she couldn’t let him near her. He would break down her barriers and she was not prepared to risk her heart—not again.
So instead, she pushed him away. Alex breathed a sigh of relief when he let her go.
“But that’s all you’ve bought. You can’t force me to do anything sexual, and—”
“Dammit, Alex.” His frustrated growl and the way he ran a hand through his hair, as he started to pace the floor in front of her stopped her from saying the rest. She hugged her arms around herself and bit her lip instead.
When he eventually stopped in front of her again, he indeed looked ready to put her over his knee. She stopped breathing when he reached out to her, stopped halfway, and curled his hand into a fist, dropping it to his thigh instead.
“Do you really think that little of me?” he asked.
“Present for me, girl, you know what to do.”
His voice sounded hoarse. It chased away the last of her misgivings. She might well regret this in the morning, but for now, she needed this, wanted this one night with him. She had no doubt that Nathanial would take her out of her head, help her forget all that bad stuff that had happened, as she scrambled to her knees in the middle of the bed.
“Good girl, take your bra off for me. Then spread your legs as wide as they go. Let me see what’s mine, pet.”
He grinned at her groan in answer. Alex gave herself a moment to admire the play of muscles in his chest as he ran a hand through his hair. He picked up the tie off the floor, where it had fallen when he yanked the sheet off the bed.
Twisting it around his hand, he raised an eyebrow at her. Alex scrambled to take off her bra.
“Not so fast, girl, nice and slow. Give me a show.”
His grin deepened when she groaned again, but she dutifully reached behind to undo her clasp. Using her arms, she kept the bra pinned to her side. She then made a big show of slipping each strap off her shoulder with her index finger. His eyes darkened further when she shrugged her shoulders. Releasing her grip on the sides of her bra, she allowed the cups to slip, as she leaned forward.
“Okay, not that slow. Show me your tits.”
She giggled at the strain in his voice, then threw her bra over her shoulder with as much flourish as she could muster. Unfortunately she almost upended the glass of water on the nightstand in the process. It wobbled precariously, before it stopped right on the edge. Alex breathed a sigh of relief at the fact that it didn’t fall.
When she looked back at Nathanial the warm affection mixed in with amusement gave her a warm glow inside. Mindful of his instructions, she got back on her knees, spread her legs as far they went, and grasping one globe each lifted her breasts up for her Sir’s inspection.
She caught his smile of approval, before she dropped her gaze to the bed. The knowledge that she pleased him made her feel ten feet tall inside.
“Such a good girl. Close your eyes for me. I don’t want you to see, just feel.”
“That’s my good girl.” She heard the smile in his voice. In the next instant, the bed dipped. Something soft and silky trailed across the tips of her engorged nipples. The slight contact sent frissons of excitement down her spine. When his hot breath ghosted across the sensitive flesh she didn’t even try to stop her moan.
“That’s my girl. I want to hear you. I want to hear every little moan and sigh. When I eat you out, finally allow you to come, I want to hear you scream. Does my beautiful pet think she can do that for me?”
His deep, dark voice pulled her under. Alex knew she would have done about everything for him right now. Her clit pulsed and her internal muscles clenched in desperate need for his touch, as he resumed the erotic torture of her nipples with what she assumed must be his tie. He alternated the soft strokes of the fabric with licks of his tongue. She jumped when he sucked one hardened peak into his mouth, while torturing the other side with feather light caresses of his silky tie.
Every suck and pull from his mouth sent darts of need down to her clit. Her thighs grew damp, her thong gave up the fight in containing the liquid evidence of her arousal, and she whimpered in need, pushing her breasts farther into his mouth.
A sharp swat to her thigh was her answer. Alex groaned her disappointment when she felt him withdraw.
“Hold still, pet, or I’ll start with that punishment after all. In fact…”
Before she knew what was happening the air shifted. In the next instant, he’d pushed her face down onto the bed. She jumped when he cupped her mound through the sodden lace of her underwear, rubbed his palm up and down her slit with just enough pressure to ramp up her arousal even more but not enough to come.
“So fucking wet for me already. You’re getting wetter by the minute, girl. Tell me is it me or the thought of punishment that turns you on?” he asked.
“You Sir … ouch.”
The resulting slap to her ass stung like crazy. It meant she would have collapsed onto the bed, had he not grasped her hips and pulled her ass back into the air. His hands on her backside soothed the sting from his earlier swat. Alex groaned when she felt him kiss the globe he’d just hit. He followed that gentle touch with a bite hard enough to make her yelp, before he soothed that sting away with his lips.
“I love your ass, baby. I should warn you, I like to bite, leave my marks. Is that okay with you?”
The strain in his voice was music to her ears. She panted the only answer she could give to that far too arousing thought.
“God, yes, Sir. Green, I’m green, please don’t stop.”
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
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