Caressed

By Annabelle James

Robyn has never been the kind of woman who is good at standing up for herself, but when her boss pushes her, she’s finally ready to push right back.

But when she pushes hard, she learns something she about the sexy and secretive Zane Emory that she never thought possible. Zane is more than human, he is what stalks in the night.

A vampire.

There’s something about his voluptuous secretary that Zane just can’t ignore. He needs to have her, and his desire is only made stronger when Robyn begins to assert herself. He needs her, and she is starting to wonder if she just might need him too.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jynxed Moon
• Release date: Jan 1, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311913289

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Caressed

BBW Vampire Erotic Romance

Annabelle James

Copyright 2015 by Annabelle James

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Caressed

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Caressed

My head was spinning, completely delirious from the pleasure the vampire’s tongue was giving my body. He made me scream his name, my voice echoing from where we made love, while people continued to work below us, none of them having any idea that their boss was a vampire.

It was never supposed to come to this. I had always been so scared of the man. He was so intimidating, so dark, and so strong. Even before I knew the truth of what he was, I was scared of my boss and now he was making sweet, passionate love to me.

When I got the job working for Zane Emory, it was just a job. I’d done the executive assistant thing before. Sure, it was a glorified secretary job, but it paid well enough for New York that I only needed two roommates for my apartment. The biggest problem with the job was the hours.

Zane Emory worked insane hours and he expected me to do the same. Some days I’d be at the office until well after midnight, but there were other days he’d tell me not to come in until two in the afternoon. My schedule was always changing and I was too scared of the man to say anything.

On one hand, I could understand why he worked the hours, at least, until I learned the truth. As his assistant, I saw all the work he did and most of it was with people in England, France, and Romania, of all places. He’d be on phone conferences for half the night and I’d be expected to stay put in case he needed me for something.

I wasn’t really sure why I was so