Bought And Paid For (Breeding Erotic Romance)

By Terry Towers

Cameron Seacrest’s life is falling into place, but there's one thing she desperately longs for - a baby. She begins a search for a likely suitor, but none have met her criteria; until Doctor Sam Jerkins. Sam is intelligent, refined and sexy-as-sin; he's everything she's ever wanted in a man...

Sam Jerkins has been avoiding relationships the majority of his life, allowing his career to consume his time and energy, but there's something about Cameron's that makes him reconsider his bachelor ways. Could Cameron be the woman that makes him decide to give up his bachelor lifestyle? And can true love blossom from such an unorthodox arrangement?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Soft & Hard Erotic Publishing
• Release date: Mar 21, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301924004

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Bought and Paid For

(Breeding Erotic Romance)

By

Terry Towers

Bought And Paid For

(Breeding Erotic Romance)

Copyright 2013 by Terry Towers

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Cover by: Terry Towers

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Chapter 1

Happy birthday, dear Cameron. Happy birthday to you! The chants of her co-workers rang in Cameron's head repeatedly - as if on a sound loop.

Yeah, right, Cameron growled inwardly as she twisted the cap off the wine cooler in her hand, carelessly tossing it onto the kitchen counter.

Fucking birthday. Who needs it?

Cameron Seacrest had just arrived home after spending the evening with a small group of her closest friends and co-workers. Tonight was her thirtieth birthday. Various people had told her, over the past month that her thirties were the prime of her life. Everything was supposed to come together like a much-anticipated gift, wrapped in a pretty pink bow; at least that was the myth she'd fallen for in her early to mid-twenties.

How wrong they were; in fact, that wasn't nearly the case.

Sitting down at her desk chair, she swivelled around and turned on the computer. She immediately checked her emails and was shocked to see the number of responses her ad had received. She did a quick count and discovered there were over three dozen potential suitors in her inbox.

Wow, she murmured, taking a drink from her wine cooler. She set to work scanning the contents of the emails. The goal of her ad was simple - finding the perfect sperm donor.

Owning a successful nightclub and having a beautiful house made her the envy of most women, including some of her closest friends. However, the most important part of life for her had not happened just yet – she was still very single and lonely. All her life longed to be a wife and mother. Until now, she’d been focused on her career driven by her desire to be successful. She couldn't do anything about the husband part, all she could do was hope that eventually her prince charming would appear, but she did have control over the mother part and she was determined to make it happen.

She'd spent over a year considering her available options - adoption and insemination, being at the top of the list of considerations. After a while, she managed to narrow down her somewhat long list, choosing insemination.

Determined to meet the man who would help give her what she so desperately craved, Cameron published the personal ad. She no longer wanted a baby, she needed one, even if the man she chose had nothing more to do with either of their lives other than to donate the sperm in one or more -hopefully steamy - nights of passion.

Her ad was offering two thousand dollars upon verification of pregnancy. Of the very few people who knew of her decision it had become a running joke. Being the owner of a hot nightclub gave her opportunity to have her pick of hundreds of men each night that would be more than willing to give her as many nights of passion that she wanted for free.

However, Cameron's gut instinct told her this was the best way; that as soon as she read his email and saw his picture, she'd know him. Most of the men who went to her club were in their early to mid-twenties, more interested in partying than anything else. Cameron wanted a man who was focused, driven - and tall, dark and handsome wouldn't hurt either.

Running a hand through her thick chestnut brown hair, Cameron opened the first email.

Oh.... No, no, no. she murmured as he introduced himself as a nineteen-year-old, fast food supervisor with a goal of one day becoming a manager. The next could have won the award for Nerd of the Year. His hobbies included World of Warcraft and D&D tournaments.

Cameron shook her head, not off to a good start.

Oh dear lord! Cameron exclaimed, her eyes widening with disbelief as she watched a self-made video of a man masturbating. She took a long swig from her cooler as a stream of cum went shooting from the tip of his cock coating his lap and hand.

Cameron continued to go through email after email. With each email she dismissed, for various reasons, her hopes began to dwindle. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all; perhaps she should have sought the assistance of a professional. Maybe her instincts were wrong. After deleting the last email in her inbox, she sighed and sunk back into the black leather computer chair, feeling slightly defeated.

The sound of a loud ding caught her attention and she focused her gaze back to the computer screen almost immediately. There was a new message in her inbox. Was this her lucky man? Cameron’s heart raced in anticipation as she opened the new email.

The message was from Sam Jerkins; her eyes immediately went to the three pictures that he'd sent of himself in the attachment. Each one was better than the last and excitement began to bubble within her, along with the light throbbing between her legs at the thought of having such a gorgeous man inside of her.

Her favourite picture was of him on the beach. He' just gotten out of the water so droplets of water glistened on his well-defined, broad chest under the sunlight. His blonde hair was short, and his eyes were smoky blue-grey. He was looking directly into the camera, drawing her in. He looked like he belonged in Calvin Klein underwear commercials.

Chewing at her lower lip, Cameron silently prayed that this man was for real and not some high school kids' idea of a fun prank. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she let out a long sigh before going through his message.

Dear sperm seeker. Cameron laughed at being addressed as the sperm seeker, which she supposed was true. I was considering writing an entire email selling myself to you. However, I'm thinking the best way to decide whether we could be a perfect fit for this endeavour is for us to sit down for a coffee, in a place of your choosing, and discuss the proposition you are advertising. I will say upfront that I am a perfectly healthy and extremely active thirty-four year old male, with no major mental or physical issues within my family tree - to my knowledge. By all means, give me a call at the number listed below if you're interested in seeing if we have a connection.

Hmmmm, wow. There was no doubt in her mind that she wanted to see if, in person, he was as amazing as she suspected he would be. His phone number was at the bottom of the email in the signature field.

Picking up the phone, she started to dial the number and then froze. Was she really going to do this? Taking another deep breath in, she exhaled loudly and nodded her head. Yes, she was.

Gathering up her courage, she punched in the remaining numbers and listened as the phone connected and began to ring.

Yeah? A deep male voice answered.

Cameron's heart fluttered and she silently cleared her voice. Hi there. I'm calling for Sam.

Sorry babe. He's not here. You just missed him. He just left for the graveyard shift at the hospital. Is there a message?

Cameron froze.