Everyone is supposed to have big dreams and that is exactly what Cara Reeder has. As the sales person for her family’s small Boston brewery, she decides that she is going to get their beer into the largest resort in the Bahamas. Does it hurt that it’s freezing in Boston and this curvy girl just bought a new bikini? It doesn’t.
But, always the professional, Cara arrives on the island and gets right to business. It’s not her fault that that business is as a muse for an insanely good-looking clothing designer? Now, the hot sex they’re having, that is partially Cara’s fault. And the entanglement that develops between her, the clothing designer, and the designer’s hot business partner, well, that might be Cara’s fault too… especially when their relationship gets very complicated.
Mars Templer has a problem. A few months earlier he started a clothing company with a hot billionaire. That’s not the problem. The problem is that right after signing the contract, this clothing designer got the worst creative block of his life. Joining his business partner on a trip to the Bahamas, he finds inspiration. It’s in a fearless and sexy, curvy girl named Cara. Will Cara complicate his emerging relationship with his business partner? Will this wild girl inspire more in him than he bargained for.
Brik Evander knows how to build the greatest resorts in the world, but after meeting a gorgeous clothing designer, Brik is inspired to build something new, a clothing company. Too bad that as soon as he signs the papers, his designer gets the worst creative block of his life. Desperate to help, Brik discovers someone who seems to clear his designer’s block. It’s a curvy beer distributor visiting his resort. Is it a good idea to hire her as a muse for his struggling clothing designer? And, if he does hire her, will she inspire feelings for Mars that Brik didn’t know he had?
Steamy nights, wild island adventures and heart-felt moments follow as they all fall for one another in this funny MMF bisexual romance.
'The Muse’ is a very steamy, very funny, ultra-high heat standalone bisexual menage romance with explicit MF, MM, MFM and MMF scenes. Contains a not-to-be-missed HEA ending!
‘The Muse: Prequel’ is the steamy story that sets the stage for the very funny, ultra-high heat standalone ‘The Muse: MMF Bisexual Romance’. ‘The Muse: Prequel’ contains not-to-be-missed MF, MM, and MMF scenes.
‘WHAT THE BILLIONAIRE WANTS’ is the latest boxed set release
from international bestselling author Alex Anders and is for those who love
short stories where innocent young women are swept away by powerful alpha male
billionaires who demand submission and enjoy BDSM.
Includes: The #1 EROTIC BESTSELLER in France
*Please note that this story contains very explicit
descriptions of erotic and sexual situations written for extreme genital
arousal which will lead to self-pleasure. Mature readers only.
To Please The Billionaire:
Annie Hill was never appreciated by boys. She was hard
working, self-reliant and didn’t need a man. But lonely and venerable one
night, she is approached by Jarvis. His wealthy employer wants to hire her as a
dinner companion in exchange for a penthouse, a salary and a 5 figure wardrobe
stipend. It’s an opportunity Annie can’t pass. But when Annie’s handsome,
powerful benefactor offers her everything she could ever desire in exchange for
her acceptance of a mysteriously gift, Annie finds herself in a secret world of
unimaginable sexual pleasures, that changes her life forever.
Serving the Billionaire:
Rachel’s heart stopped when he entered the restaurant. He
was rugged and sexy. His smile lit the room, but the darkness in his eyes
hinted to more. Drawn her into his sports car, he sped her away to a world of
luxury and privilege leaving all of her troubles behind. Rachel breathed in his
passion like a drug. To leave him was like death; but to be with him was to
dance with the demons.
As He Desires:
Rebecca Prichard wasn’t looking for love. She wasn’t looking
for a good time. What she wanted more than anything was a job. But nearly
broken by her difficulties, she made a deal with herself; at her friend’s
wedding, she would become someone else. It was her uninhibited alter ego that
first saw HIM. His sensual green eyes and the dark mystery that surrounded him
tore open a crack in her. Craving his touch like a drug, she followed him into
his limousine. And entering a world of dangerous sex, wealth and privilege,
Rebecca’s life would change forever.
Rescued by the Billionaire:
Raven knows two things for sure: She stands in the dark,
naked and bound by the wrists; and there is a powerful naked man with her
seducing her mind as much as her body. Needing to know how she got there, Raven
relives her life and death journey as a mysterious man from her past rescued
her from a car crash off of a mountain cliff during the worst snow storm in 100
years. Unsure of who is now seducing her will, she must piece together her
journey there in order to discover who she should run towards and who she must
Annie continued to stare at the
illuminated nighttime city skyline as she felt the man's warm hand touch her
leg. He was standing behind her exploring her body and she didn't know what to
do. Freezing as she did in the doorway, she followed his touch as it separated
into 5 fingertips that massaged even further between her legs.
Annie's face flushed as she
explored her feelings. No man had touched her there since her awkward
16-year-old boyfriend had accidently taken her virginity from her. She hadn't
meant to have sex with him, but in the confusion of fingers and touches, she
had lost her innocence regretting every moment once she had.
This man's touch wasn't like the
16-year-old's, though. This one's seemed to know what he was doing. It was like
he was strumming a cord that led deep into her nether region. And every time he
plucked it, she fell further under his spell.
As the man's large hands touched
the delicate cotton of her panties, Annie could barely breathe. Fighting for
breath words tumbled out of her mouth. “I was told that sex wouldn't be
“Sex isn't required,” he
casually replied. “You may go if you'd like.”
Though allowing her to leave
with his words, his hands were another story. His fingers, with their gentle
exploration, demanded her to stay. Before she knew it, her pelvis rocked under
his touch like a building swaying in the wind. And as his fingers found her
engorged nub, Annie gave in.
Annie swallowed as her head
rocked from side to side. Again feeling her mind float away she lost herself in
the undulations of his rubbing. Her panties were becoming wet and she knew it.
She didn't know what she would unleash if she let herself go in his hands but
unable to move, she knew she had no choice but to find out.
Annie's teeth chattered as a
powerful feeling worked its way into her loins. As a rule, she never touched
herself and now possessed with lust, she felt unprepared. She wanted to scream
but couldn't. She wanted to fall to the ground but couldn't. All she could do
was quiver and shake as the pleasure that he gave her overwhelmed her thoughts.
And as if in a waking dream, she was overcome by a tidal wave of emotions that
painted imagines under her eyelids in shimmering shades of red and pink. She
had never felt so alive, and when her loins pulsed, every muscle in her body
clamped and released in pleasure.
Hot and brilliant, the twins only yearned for one thing and nothing more. And, they are ready to fulfill that wish now.
Naturally, Brielle and Bree are eager to help the Walkers with their babysitting dilemma but could Scott give the twins the ultimate gift they craved?
And, what about Trish? Would she be an obstacle for them or an ally?
WARNING: This 8,300+ word story contains graphic descriptions of a variety of sexual acts. All participants in this title are 18 years of age or older.
An Excerpt from the Book:
They were here, smiling and eager on the threshold of my doorway.
Although dressed differently, they both had the same hair style that night. It was parted down the middle, completely straight and almost white blonde in color. They had an ethereal, innocent glow about them as they stood in my doorway.
I gazed down up on them and greeted them warmly, “Hello girls, thank you so much for coming tonight.”
“Thank you for having me, Mr. Walker” Said Brielle, respectfully.
“Please, call me Scott.” I replied as I released Brielle’s hand and took Bree’s to greet her.
Bree clasped my hand firmly and looked at me, “Thank you, Scott.” She said looking straight into my eyes. For a second too long, we lingered there looking at one another. I attempted to remove my hand from hers. Instead, she re-gripped for a fraction of second, smiled and then passed by me without saying a word.
The girls passed by and I caught of hint of their aroma. It was an intoxicating, delicate mix of rose water and cherry blossom. They both wore skinny jeans constructed of a fabric which shimmered slightly when as they walked. Their tops were different - Brielle’s was a form fitting vanilla-colored sleeveless tee while Bree’s was a deep crimson short sleeve V-neck knit.
Of course, neither of them had worn a bra.