Yes,
I know you’re being bombarded by vote requests from other authors.
We’re all hoping our books will win one of the Best Summer Reads
awards at The Romance Reviews.
I’d
like
to
ask
you—exhort
you—plead
with
you—to
nominate
my
genre-busting
BDSM
erotic
romance
The
Gazillionaire
and
the
Virgin.
All
you
need
to
do
is
go
to
this
link:
Then
click on the blue button right above the cover image.
Simple!
And
just to entice you, here’s a little bit from the book, which has
been getting amazing reviews.
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He
circles
behind
me
to
unzip
my
skirt.
The
garment
slips
over
my
hips
to
the
floor.
Next
he
hooks
his
fingers
into
the
waistband
of
my
tights
and
rolls
the
clingy
material
down
to
my
ankles.
I
imagine
him
using
the
elastic
garment
to
bind
me—it
would
be
well-suited
to
that
task—but
he
seems
intent
only
on
rendering
me
naked.
“Step
out
of
your
shoes.
That’s
right.”
He
extricates
first
one
foot
and
then
the
other
from
my
hosiery,
and
tosses
the
tangled
garment
away.
“Arms
over
your
head,”
he
commands.
In
a
matter
of
seconds,
my
sweater
has
joined
my
other
clothing
on
the
floor.
He
pauses
for
a
moment,
apparently
to
admire
me
in
my
state
of
semi-nudity.
My
swollen
nipples
distort
the
lace
of
my
bra.
My
sodden
panties
bunch
between
my
legs.
Though
I
know
it’s
forbidden,
I
tense
my
thighs,
seeking
some
friction
to
relieve
the
terrible,
pulsing
ache
between
them.
“Be
still!”
I
hope
he’ll
slap
my
ass
as
punishment
for
my
infraction,
but
there’s
only
his
verbal
reprimand.
“Can’t
you
speed
up
a
bit,
Theo?”
His
fingers
brush
my
back
as
he
unfastens
the
bra
hooks.
Electric
currents
zap
my
sex.
I
moan.
“I’m
desperate
for
you.”
“That’s
good.
That’s
the
way
I
want
you.”
