Back in D.C. and operating under the wire, Senator Stone introduces Xavia ‘X’ Kennedy to the lifestyle both on the Hill and at the ‘House.’
What starts out as a doorway to erotic hardcore encounters becomes smoke and mirrors. The House is a hedonistic playground for the Capitol elite. Run by seven congressmen, this private club caters to singular appetites for carnal pleasure with no-holds-barred public policy in place.
When the press gets wind of a scandal, they’re cutthroat in unleashing an expose where X gets caught in the crossfire and the eagle has landed takes on sadistic, callous connotations.
Find out what happens in this second installment of Dirty Little Secrets where X and Bennett are forced to deal with the painful past in order to outrun those in power, forging a deeper if not darker connection.
Book 3 Affianced To The Veep releases Summer 2015
Book 4 The House on The Hill due out late in 2015
Master of the Hill~Monday releases in Feb. 2015 with Troy Shepard and Alicia Cruz tearing up the stage at the House.
“Who’s teasing?” I offer him my breasts, caged between my fingers.
“All for you.” “The way your pink nipples tighten for me, I can’t wait to
fuck those beauties.” He limps toward me, the muscles along his torso
flex into rippling planes that temp me to run my hands over his corrugated
abs up to his sculpted shoulders. The moment he touches me, I groan in
“Please,” I plead. Letting go a dark-sounding chuckle, he kneads the skin
over my breasts, thrumming my nipples. “I’ve got something else for you.”
From his pocket, he removes a thin cord of black leather attached to tiny
clamps. I watch as he attaches one clamp to my nipple, then the other,
and I bite my lip from the swelling erotic sensation, tingling within each of
“Ben,” I rasp his name. He bends and licks the tip of his tongue across each
of my peaks, teasing me until jolts of pleasure flare and land between my legs.
I moan hungry sounds, spreading my fingers along his face and arch as he
sucks my nipple into his searing mouth. Raising his head, he kisses a path up
my chest to my neck, then sucks a point that has me melting. “God!” I groan.
“How about an abbreviated tour of the place?” he asks, gifting me with a very
sexy and confident smirk while he tugs me toward the terrace doorway.
“Yes. That would be wonderful.”
My chest squeezes at the flickering pain that slices across his face when he
takes a step on the ankle I’ve hurt. “I’m sorry about your ankle.” He chuckles
darker this time, and there’s a percolating lascivious mirth in his expression.
“Are you really?” “I am. How can I make it up to you? Just tell—” He presses
one of his fingers to my lips. “Shhh. Don’t you worry. I’ve got plans for you.”
He guides me into his living room, but then pauses as he spreads out his arms.
“East or South?
“I’ll spank your ass until you can’t sit down comfortably for a week, and there won’t be anymore nice, polite f–king tonight. You’ll get what you deserve…my help to compel you to follow my directives.”“You wouldn’t dare!”
“Wouldn’t I? You wanted in on my team, sweetheart.”
Well, I thought I’d heard it all. But I hadn’t.
Coming from the Kennedy clan…you know the ones, I’ve dealt with world class pricks before. But Senator Bennett Stone outclassed them all.
It wasn’t like I could tell him to kiss off…me being naked and in his bed.
See, Bennett and I have history. Not the political kind.
He promised me rough, dark, you’ll beg, hate it, love it, and come back kind of kink.
And damn, the SOB was right.
Seduced By The Senator.
An erotic tale about second chances and a one-in-a-million connection too tempting to ignore. A doorway to decadence…or the road to ruin.
Last campaign stop and things are heating up fast when Senator Stone connects with his newest intern, Xavia or to her close friends she’s known as ‘X’…for a reason.
She’s a Kennedy. He’s a U.S. Senator.
And they’re headed for trouble.
Dirty Little Secrets~the hottest scandal to hit Capitol Hill.
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