His Special Seduction: The Billionaire's Curvy Conquest - Book 2: The Billionaire's Curvy Conquest, #2

By Lydia Layne

Book 2 in The Billionaire's Curvy Conquest Trilogy!

Cassie James is a curvy girl with a crappy job. As an administrative assistant at Reed Technologies, the highlight of her day is getting a glimpse of the company's founder, sexy billionaire David Reed. But when a special assignment sends Cassie on a personal errand for Mr. Reed, things get a little more personal than she expects.

Sparks fly between the young, submissive woman and her handsome, dominating boss, and Cassie soon falls hard for the mysterious Mr. Reed. Even though she knows that she's just a plus-size prop in his sexy game of seduction, she can't resist the dark and demanding billionaire.

Except, David Reed has secrets. Secrets that make her question their unconventional arrangement. Secrets that make her wonder what kind of game he's really playing...and whether her heart will ultimately survive.

This steamy, suspenseful BBW billionaire romance features red hot passion between a rich alpha male and the curvy woman he just can't resist. 

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Cassie and Mr. Reed's romance unfolds over three volumes:

His Special Project

His Special Seduction

His Special Proposal

• Language: English
• Publisher: Uncommon Publishing Group
• Release date: Feb 23, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524287245

Lydia Layne

Lydia Layne is an author of steamy romance. She loves writing stories that give her readers a sexy escape from their everyday lives. *~*~* Join my mailing list and be among the first to know about new releases, sales and promotions: http://eepurl.com/bdvDYb *~*~* Have something you want to say or share? Email me at [e-mail].  

Book preview

Introduction

THE BILLIONAIRE’S CURVY Conquest unfolds over three volumes. All three parts are now available!

His Special Project begins Cassie and Mr. Reed’s romance and has a HFN ending (this volume is shorter than parts two and three).

His Special Seduction continues their romance and has a HFN ending.

His Special Proposal concludes Cassie and Mr. Reed’s romance and delivers a very satisfying, HEA ending!

CASSIE JAMES IS A CURVY girl with a crappy job. As an administrative assistant at Reed Technologies, the highlight of her day is getting a glimpse of the company’s founder, sexy billionaire David Reed. But when a special assignment sends Cassie on a personal errand for Mr. Reed, things get a little more personal than she expects.

Sparks fly between the young, submissive woman and her handsome, dominating boss, and Cassie soon falls hard for the mysterious Mr. Reed. Even though she knows that she's just a plus-size prop in his sexy game of seduction, she can’t resist the dark and demanding billionaire.

Except, David Reed has secrets. Secrets that make her question their unconventional arrangement. Secrets that make her wonder what kind of game he's really playing...and whether her heart will ultimately survive.

This steamy, suspenseful BBW romance features red hot passion between a rich alpha male and the curvy woman he just can’t resist!

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Chapter 1

I LOSE ALL SENSE OF control when with I’m with you, Miss James. Your curves make me nearly mad with desire.

THE BACKSEAT OF DAVID Reed's luxury town car was more comfortable than any couch I had ever sat on. For a girl who was used to riding public transportation, this was traveling in style.

While the smooth leather hugged my body, I reviewed my billionaire boss’ latest list of demands.

Even though I had read the confidential memo more than a dozen times, and knew I had followed Mr. Reed's directions to the letter, I was still worried that I had missed something.

Tonight, of all nights, I wanted everything to be perfect. It was the first time that Mr. Reed had invited me to his home.

Well, maybe invited wasn’t quite the right word.

It's not like we were dating or anything like that. Billionaire David Reed was my boss and I was his Personal Communications Specialist. Although it sounded like a fancy title, it was really just a code phrase for concubine.

Don’t get me wrong; I did do some actual work at Reed Technologies. I opened and sorted through Mr. Reed’s personal and business mail. I managed his company email inbox. I transcribed his personal correspondence, which he dictated into a digital recorder. And I returned dozens of phone calls on his behalf.

But I must confess: My favorite part of being David Reed’s Personal Communications Specialist was opening the confidential memos that he had delivered to my office.

WEAR YOUR LONG, BLONDE hair down so that your soft curls drape your creamy, perfectly curved shoulders.

Apply minimal makeup. I want to see your natural beauty.

Wear a red lace negligee, mid-thigh in length. Make sure it’s scandalously see-through and skims your body to perfection.

Slide matching crotchless panties over your freshly waxed mound. Brazilian, of course. I want you bare and glistening when I slip my tongue between your dewy petals.

CROTCHLESS PANTIES were always a Mr. Reed requirement so far. Frankly, I didn’t see the point. Without a crotch, they were useless as an undergarment. Then again, they did give him easy access during sex while providing some semblance of coverage, which I appreciated. So I guess that was the point.

That last part about waxing was something new. I have to say that getting a Brazilian bikini wax was not a very pleasant experience, although the esthetician assured me that the first time was always the worst.

Not only was the process painful, but I wasn’t a skinny girl, so it was kind of embarrassing exposing my privates to a stranger. I did like the smooth effect, though, and how extra-sensitive my clit was without any hair down there...

SLIDE YOUR MANICURED toes into black Christian Louboutin stilettos. Not the platform style. I want you raised onto your toes when I kiss your full, luscious lips.

Cover yourself with the black coat, buttoned neck to calf, so I can savor the unveiling of your delectable body.

I WAS THE ONE WITH an English degree and several published essays to my name. But I had to admit that Mr. Reed had a way with words. Reading his directives nearly made me swoon!

The memo also stated that Mr. Reed’s town car would pick me up promptly at 9 PM. I tried to be ready on time.

Really.

But this was such an important night and I wanted to look my best.

When I finally dashed out my door at 9:20, the town car driver didn’t bat an eye. He just smiled, greeted me by name and opened the door to the back seat so I could slide in.

We had been traveling for nearly half an