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Taken By His Design (The Billionaire's Curves) - BBW Erotic Romance

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35 pages34 minutes

Summary

Curvy design school graduate, Chloe Morgan, was out of time, money and hope that her dreams of being a success as a fashion designer could be gone - forever.

On the verge of giving up, the plus sized fashionista has a chance encounter with the industry's most powerful and sexy figure - Alexander Kane. Intriguing, mysterious and wildly talented, the ultimate alpha male presides over the House of Kane which dominates the modern fashion scene. After building his empire from scratch, he's now worth billions...

Much isn't known of his past but what is known is that he has an unmatched will to succeed and have anything he desires. And, his desires are the stuff of legend, even at a young age.

Shocked at his brash romantic overtures, the lovely BBW gal rejects him at first, suspicious of his motives. But, he is smitten with her passion, fire and beauty and turns his world upside down in pursuit of her. In spite of her initial scorn, she finds that she's drawn to him and drifts deeper into his world.

True to his alpha male ways, Alexander decides he must have the curvacious Chloe with him always and so he offers her the opportunity of a lifetime - to work by his side as his personal design assistant. Of course, his position comes at a price. Will she be willing to pay it no matter what the cost?

WARNING: This 8,700+ word contains graphic descriptions of many lewd sexual acts and is intended for mature readers only. All participants in this title are 18 years of age or older.

An Excerpt from the Book:

“Please... Call me Alex.” He responded and moved suddenly within an inch of me. I felt as if I were prey being sized up for the taking. He said nothing but instead grabbed both my arms and moved me back against the elevator wall with purpose.

I wanted to resist. Very, very much...

I had no idea who this man really was or what he was capable of doing. At the same time, he had protected me against Mr. Wiseman. Was he safe, dangerous or something in-between? None of that mattered now - my body, desperate for his touch and not interested in reason, would not permit me to struggle. Instead, I looked up at him longingly, parted my mouth and permitted him entry. He plunged down upon my hungry orifice and ravaged me.

My soul caught fire and I fell into him. My hands dropped my belongings and furiously groped his sculpted torso. Without permission, they scratched and clawed at him as we delighted in each other. But, my excitement grew too strong and I’d dug into him too deeply. He groaned, released his mouth from mine, grabbed my hair in his right fist and pinned it against the wall.

With his left hand, he reached up beneath my shirt and began to fondle my right breast. He squeezed it and pressed hard into my nipple, now hardened like a pebble. He leaned into my neck, near my ear and I cocked my head softly into him. Chills instantly shot through my body as he growled, “Mmmm, your tits are so soft and smooth. God, I love the way they fill my hands so completely. They are ample, perfectly round and begging to be sucked...”

His words nearly cause my legs to collapse from beneath me. I couldn’t believe what was happening right now. It had been a long time since a man had touched me in this way and none had ever caused my body to feel like this. He was sexier than any man I’d ever seen and the feel of his chiseled core pushing against me was electrifying. For the first time, I felt like a beautiful and voluptuous woman and not the awkward Chloe I’d been for my entire life.

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