Client Satisfaction (Office Toy #2)

By Cleo Peitsche

CLIENT SATISFACTION is an MfMMMM (yup, that’s 5 guys, one horny new employee) erotic romance story of 10,400 words. Contains BDSM elements.

Cunningham is taking everything from Elle but the one thing she desperately wants to give him: her heart. Nolan keeps warning her that she’s playing with fire, so Elle works even harder to be the perfect emotionless sub to her three dominant lovers.

Apparently it’s not enough, and Cunningham loans her out to two clients—alone. She’s never felt so betrayed. When Nolan and Jonathan crash the party, Elle knows she’s not the only one getting attached.

But where’s Cunningham? And what will he do when he finds four men debasing his precious office toy?

For adults only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cleo Peitsche
• Release date: Dec 9, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301683239

Cleo Peitsche

If Cleo isn't writing (or reading!) erotica, she's probably sitting on her balcony, watching the wind blow through the trees. She loves snowstorms, piña coladas, horses, and pasta primavera. If she won the lottery, she would hire an assistant to take care of the technical side of e-publishing so that she could write all day.Some random facts about Cleo:1. Thinks life's too short to forgo HEAs and HFNs.2. Sprained an ankle joining the mile-high club. (Never again!)3. Favorite writers include Cormac Mccarthy, Junot Diaz and Rachel Caine.4. Gets weak-kneed for bookish guys who know how to fix things with their hands. *swoons*

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CLIENT SATISFACTION

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Client Satisfaction © 2012 by Cleo Peitsche. All rights reserved worldwide. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means without permission in writing from the author. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, events, locations and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental. This book is for entertainment purposes only.

This book contains mature content and is solely for adults.

Cover Photo ©2012 by Pouch Pictures

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Cleo

Elle hurried into the ladies' bathroom. She'd spent the last few hours in the longest, most boring meeting ever, and that was saying a lot. Who would have imagined that pitching ad campaigns could be so tedious?

In five minutes, Cunningham would be back in his office, and she needed to be half-naked and in position. Elle washed her hands and rinsed her mouth with cool water. Her lipstick had worn off long before the meeting, probably when she was sucking Cunningham's cock. Or maybe when Jonathan called her into his office. Jonathan had gently pulled her into his lap and slid his already stiff cock into her. The last few weeks, he kissed her more and more during sex. Gentle kisses, hard kisses, sucking Jonathan's thumb while he bounced her in his lap, sucking Cunningham's cock during a conference call … her lipstick didn't stand a chance.

Someone knocked at the door.

Occupied. Elle carefully adjusted her sheer black thigh-highs and checked the snaps on her garter belt. She wore panties, too, because if she didn't, she'd have to run to the bathroom every few minutes to dry herself off. The knocking came again.

Just a sec—

Open the door. Nolan's voice was unmistakable.

Elle stared at herself in the mirror and shook her head. She hoped Nolan wasn't going to give her another lecture about keeping her emotions out of the office. At first it had been easy to roll her eyes and ignore him. For a while it was kind of amusing. But now she had something to hide, and it was like he knew. He was forever sniffing around, trying to see what she was up to.

She unlocked the door and took a step back, hands on her hips. Are you so horny that you can't wait? she said when Nolan pushed through.

Nolan's jaw tensed, and they stared at each other. His intense blue eyes darkened perceptibly when he was angry, and they were getting toward what Elle thought of as midnight blue. Elle looked away first, her cheeks burning hot. She began finger-combing her brown, shoulder-length hair, pretending to be fascinated by how the light caught the reddish highlights. She was aiming for nonchalant, but her hands were trembling.

She didn't know why they antagonized each other like this. As one of the three doms in the office, Nolan deserved