Mergers and Acquisitions

By Keegan Kennedy

Hot Atlanta bottom, Shane Connelly, works a white collar job in an office building. His boss, Burke Houston, is the son of the founder of the company and a bully. The untamed bottom and the mean, ex-football jock turned executive go head to head. Shane finds out - once and for all - who is really in charge.

This work contains graphic sex, as well as, discipline, dominance, submission, and other elements of sexual fetishes and fantasies. All characters in this erotic novella are 18 years or older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Keegan Kennedy
• Release date: Feb 15, 2012
• ISBN: 9781465889324

Keegan Kennedy

Originally hailing from Mississippi, Keegan Kennedy is a writer based out of Memphis, TN. He's a self-described, ‘aging, former sex symbol’ with a kinky imagination. Keegan is fascinated with the natural power exchanges between dominant and submissive males, and his stories reflect that fascination. The fantasies that he shares are full of adventure, peril, bondage, and a dry wit. And he has a knack for uncovering love and romance in the darkest of places. With a tendency toward the melodramatic, he does more than arouse or excite the reader - he engages them.Author of Homecoming: International Number One in four countries: The United States, The United Kingdom, Germany and Canada. Author of Homecoming: International Number One in four countries: The United States, The United Kingdom, Germany and Canada. Author of eBook Number Ones: The Substitute Wife, Magnificent Pretense, Captivated, Ganymede 4, West Texas Rivalry, Taken, The Christmas Bottom, The Party Favor, Stupid Jocks Make the Best Submissives, College Endowment, Who Wears the Pants in the Family?, Saving Drake McKenzie, Heisting Hogan, Half Past Midnight, Crossroads, and Man of the House.

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Mergers and Acquisitions

By Keegan Kennedy

Published by Kennedy-Empire Media

Copyright 2012

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Table of Contents:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

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Chapter 1

Dawson Grant had been fucking me for about three months now, so I should’ve been used to the short notice.

My ringing cell from the nightstand had woken me from a heavy sleep.

Shane, it’s me, he’d said in a hushed voice.

What’s up? I asked.

Wife thinks I’m going to gym, but I’m coming to fuck your ass instead. Be ready in half an hour.

Dawson hung up before I’d even had a chance to respond.

Like an eager puppy waiting for his master, I jumped out of bed. My blue eyes were stinging a little from having stayed up late last night watching TV. I looked over at the clock—it was only 6:03 am.

Damn, this is too early.

My alarm was set for 7:10, and I could’ve used the extra hour of sleep, but Dawson was far too hot to pass up.

I looked on the floor of my bedroom and saw my clothes were scattered everywhere. With my head still thick with sleep, I began to pick up the items.

Why am I doing this? I doubt we’ll even make it to my bedroom. We usually don’t. He’s probably just gonna fuck me on the couch again.

I first spotted Dawson about six months ago at the gym. Along with some of his jock pals, he was tying up the bench press—something that always pissed me off. I had seen him, but I had no idea that he’d seen me too.

He was a fucking God! Standing about six, two, he had a mean brown flattop, blue eyes, and a perpetual cocky smirk on his face. He was tan, tough, and muscled out. His chest and shoulders were broad, and he had biceps the size of baseballs.

On the other hand, I was on the short side: five-foot, eight. I had a slight build and weighed only 140. I had a decent chest, good calves, and curly blonde hair. I turned my fair share of heads, but I’d never expected to turn his...

Over the weeks, after my first sighting of Dawson, I slowly began to notice that he was watching me too. At first, I couldn’t tell if he wanted to kick my ass or fuck it—turned out it was the latter.

Dawson Grant was a