Three hot billionaire romances in one collection
love hot, billionaire romances, then Daryl Devoré’s collection is a must read. Three of her hottest billionaire romances bundled into one smouldering collection
After a mistake with a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward.
Peyton Lang, having run from an impoverished neighbourhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire.
Frustrated that his current multi-million-dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a quick drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
Two O’clock with the Billionaire
Sometimes, a woman has to do what a woman has to do.
Where Derek Davenport is concerned, women only had one thing in mind: trap him into a marriage.
Unemployed and nearing financial desperation, Arianne is forced to step out of her comfort zone. With minimal hours and excellent pay, she accepts the position of courtesan to a handsome billionaire.
Their sexual antics cause emotions neither is willing to admit. Will Arianne and Derek drive each other crazy…or will they fall in love first?
Two Truths and Lie
The legend of Robin Hood and Maid Marian with a twenty-first-century twist.
As if multiple planes crashes, a car accident, and a concussion isn’t enough, carefree Byn and straight-laced billionaire, Mark clash over Byn's need for independence and Mark's struggle with guilt pushing him in the opposite direction of love. When an art forger, an art thief and a ninety-year-old woman get involved the chance for true love for Byn and Mark fades.
All is lost until a children's game is their only hope.
Hot Excerpt – from Desires
His tongue slipped between her teeth. She flicked the tip of hers across the bottom of his. He groaned. She responded. Their tongues wound around each other like tangled spaghetti. Moans escaped her throat. Her nipples pressed against his t-shirt, begging to be suckled.
She broke off their kiss with a gasp. "Question?"
"What?" His voice was equally breathless.
"Why do you still have clothes on?"
He leaned back onto his knees. "I was asking myself exactly that." He pushed off the bed, tugging at his shirt. Flame grabbed the covers and tossed them to the end of the bed. When she turned, Pete stood naked, cock proudly erect. Walking on her knees to the side of the bed, Flame bent forward. The tip of his cock grazed under her chin. A dusting of dark hair circled his belly button. She poked her tongue in and out.
"Mmm. Promises of things to come." He ran his fingers through her hair. "I'm hoping emphasis on the word, come."
"Oh yeah. There's going to be cuming. And groaning." He bent lower and kissed the top of her head. "You know this is pretty much gonna be monkey sex. We're both wired pretty tight."
Flame bent her arms and tickled her waist while performing her best monkey imitation. "Then let's get the party started." She braced herself on the bed, leaned closer, grabbed his hips for support, and covered his swollen penis with kisses. His breath quickened. His cock twitched. Changing what she did, she traced his shaft with teasing bites and long licks from bottom to top. When he was completely wet, she slipped the tip into her mouth. Holding him there, she reached behind and grazed his bare ass with the tips of her fingers. His body quivered.
Making a circle around him with her finger and thumb, she pressed her lips on her fingers and lowered her mouth as far as she could, then continued the movement with her hand. Pulling her hand back up to her lips, she slid back to his tip then lowered her head and hand once again. Her fingers reached between his legs and stroked his testicles. "Like that?"
"Mm-hmm. That feels good."
She glanced up, met his gaze, and smiled.
Using a light touch all the way through her coordinated stroke, she kept the pressure steady. His fingers wrapped in her hair as he pulled her closer, trying to get deeper into her.
Her speed and pressure increased as the rest of her fingers encircled his engorged shaft and mimicked the efforts of her lips. His hips bucked into her. His breaths came in short, sharp pants and the look on his face said he was focused on the delicious delights her mouth and hand provided him.
Her left hand alternated from clawing his ass to caressing and squeezing his testicles.
With a groan of frustration, his knees buckled. "Stop." She dragged her lips up the length of his cock, slipping off and then kissing the tip. She could taste he was near his climax.
Pete tucked his hands under her armpits and tossed her backward onto the bed. The mattress shook as he climbed on. He knelt and rested on his heels, taking a moment to admire her naked body. "You are beautiful." His hands rubbed her nipples, enticing them to swell. He lowered his head and slipped the closest one into his mouth. His tongue swirled around it, making it wet and hard.
The touch of his tongue on her breast made her clit throb. A groan was all the response she could muster.
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Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with little to no heat. She has several published books available on Amazon in ebook or print book and available at other book retailers via Books2Read.
Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.