Title: At His Pleasure: Addie Learns the Ropes
Author: Emme Salt
Genre: Erotica, light BDSM
Eighteen-year-old Adeline Curtis lands an internship with the mysterious and powerful Jon Banks. Night and day, Addie struggles to fulfill his overwhelming demands.
But when the innocent intern discovers a naughty bondage video on her boss’s office computer, Addie can hardly believe what she’s seeing: beautiful young women being tied and teased by older men.
She realizes that Mr. Banks is hellbent on teaching his seductive intern the rules of love and submission.
When Addie’s ordered by her dominating boss to accompany him on a business trip, she suspects that he has more in mind for her sexy young body than he’ll admit. Mr. Banks introduces Addie to strange new pleasures...all designed to tie her closer to him.
But when she discovers the devastating secret behind why she landed the coveted internship in the first place, she’s faced with an impossible choice.
Torn between her family and the man she loves, will Addie stay with the man she’s been trained to obey?
Excerpt . . .
I lowered the glass into my lap. “Is this—is this apple juice?”
He took a languorous sip of his whiskey. “Yes,” he said. “I suppose it is.”
My cheeks were burning now. “You’re making fun of me,” I said, feeling my fighting spirit return.
“No,” he said, although a telltale smirk was showing on his lips. “It’s a reminder, Addie. It’s a reminder that you’re young... and that I’m responsible for your behavior.”
Oh, that did it. My temper was flaring now. And he called me Addie--no one but my friends and family called me Addie.
But what can I do? It’s not like I have any power over him... except…
Looking him in the eye, I drank the entire glass of apple juice, refusing to breathe until I got it all down. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand and smiled at him, defiant. “It’s good,” I said. “Sweet.”
He stared at me, faint surprise in his eyes. Responsible, I thought to myself. Is that what he thinks he is? I’ll show him responsible…
I licked the edge of the glass and set it on the table next to him. I leaned over him to do it.. .and I knew that my breasts dangled tantalizingly in front of him as I did it. And I knew that the thin sweater almost see-through. The tips of my nipples just barely grazed his chest as I sat back down.
I could’ve sworn that his breath hitched in his chest as he glanced at me. The effect I had on him... oh, it set me on fire. That’s when I knew I had to push this further…
I shifted on the settee, tucking my legs up, daring to put my bare feet on the rich velvet. He watched me, his face unreadable. I tucked one foot under the other leg, and my skirt slipped up.
“I wish I could have some more,” I said, teasingly. “Can I?”
“You’ve had quite enough,” he rumbled.
Curling my hair around my fingers, I nibbled lightly on the ends. “Whatever you say, Mr. Banks.” I flexed my legs and let the skirt drift up even further. His face was losing its mask now... I could see his eyes drifting to that secret V between my thighs.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He reached towards me, trying to smooth down my skirt—but I shifted my legs and the back of his hand brushed against my tender, downy cleft. He froze, his eyes darkening as he looked at me.
“Is this what you’re asking for?” His voice was rough. “Addie...?”
Giveaway . . .
About the Author . . .
When she’s not reading or indulging her sweet tooth, Emme likes to stay up late crafting red-hot erotic stories.
She believes in writing only the finest erotica & erotic romance for the most discriminating readers–every story is created with her trademark attention to the sexy little details that make a scene sizzle.
A native Californian, Emme lives on the coast with her husband, two pups, and thousands of dog-eared paperbacks.
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