Author: Ada Scott
Series: InnocenceForSale.com #1
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: May 26, 2017Summary:
I want you to be my first, Daddy…
I sold my innocence for over a million dollars. Don’t judge me. You have no idea how far I’d go to save my Mom and our home.
This was the only thing I had that could bring in enough money in time, so yeah, I did it.
What kind of a guy purchases a girl’s virginity though? I had no idea what I’d be walking into when I arrived at the airport.
Kris Lane sure doesn’t look like he needs to pay for it. Tattoos, muscles, abs like a god, he must be tripping over panties wherever he goes. A girl could do worse for her first.
But why is he making me work so hard? Why doesn’t he just take what he paid for? By the time I stumble upon what he really wants, he’s wrapped me around his little finger…
Buying Amy’s virginity was a dare, a high-stakes wager with my business partner. He knew I couldn’t resist the challenge.
The rules were simple. One week with Amy. I had to resist her every advance and send her home just as untouched as when she arrived.
Little did I know that the photos on the website didn’t do her beauty any justice. Her body speaks to mine in ways I didn’t know was possible.
But I never lose. I was winning this bet, too, until she whispered those magic words in my ear. No man could resist her, and it’s time I got my money’s worth.
All bets are off.
But what happens at the end of our week together?”
Warning: This book is a million out of ten on the spiciness scale. When these two get together… this book does *not* fade to black. Keep a fan handy.
“I could put a carrot in your ass.”
Hands down, weirdest day of my life. I’d spent a good portion of the night tossing and turning, feeling guilty about everything that had happened with Amy and wondering how she was going to be when she emerged from her bedroom.
How badly had that cocksucker, Daniel, embarrassed her? How was my continued rejection affecting her?
I thought she might have been quiet and withdrawn. Maybe angry. Instead, she was like a kink-chameleon. Every quarter of an hour she was trying to entice me with one thing or another.
First thing in the morning I had a one-woman cheer squad pepping me up to eat my breakfast (“Give me a D!”). While I was going over some paperwork at my desk in my home office she was a sultry little secretary wanting to take DICKtation.
In any other week, I’d have taken her where she stood. This was no ordinary week though.
It only went downhill from there. I told her to put the fucking candle out before she dripped any hot wax on me. I had no interest in her dressing up in a full-body fox suit like the guy handing out pamphlets on the street corner. And now this. A carrot? In my ass?
“Would you like that?” she asked, looking at a vegetable stall across the street while we waited for Bernard to bring the car out in front of the restaurant.
“No! Hell no.”
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