Delayed Gratification

By Tamryn Eradani

Daniel Brown is a man of routine. You might even call him a control freak. So when the new Director of Marketing, Ryan Cole, starts shaking up Daniel’s routine, Daniel doesn’t know how to react. He finds Ryan intriguing, infuriating and oh so attractive, but he doesn’t mix business with pleasure. As their games start to grow kinkier, dare Daniel give in to his desire to let Ryan top him?

• Language: English
• Publisher: NineStar Press
• Release date: Jan 16, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370661879

Tamryn Eradani

Tamryn studied English and Creative Writing in school but has been writing since she could first hold a pencil. Recently, she’s turned her focus towards writing erotica. She enjoys writing stories where sex comes first, then feelings, because doing things out of order can be fun.Tamryn has spent the past few months writing the Daniel and Ryan series with a lovely view of mountains out her window, and she’s now searching for a new mountain range to serve as her backdrop as she begins her next project.

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A NineStar Press Publication

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Delayed Gratification

Copyright 2017 Tamryn Eradani

Cover Art by Natasha Snow ©Copyright 2017

Edited by Elizabeth Coldwell

Published in 2017 by NineStar Press, New Mexico, USA.

This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any material form, whether by printing, photocopying, scanning or otherwise without the written permission of the publisher, NineStar Press, LLC.

Warning

This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers.

Delayed Gratification

Daniel and Ryan

Tamryn Eradani

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

About the Author

Chapter One

Daniel Brown is a man of routine.

He wakes up at 5:30 every morning. He uses the bathroom. He changes into his running clothes. He drinks half a glass of water, then straps his iPod onto his arm. He has a route for Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. He has a second route for Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. He finishes the run within a thirty-second window every time.

He gets to work at 7:30 every morning, in a suit he pressed the night before, and he always walks around the left side of his secretary’s desk, because he timed it once and it’s two seconds faster than going around the right.

Tracy, his secretary, isn’t in yet because Daniel likes being the first into the office. He likes the stillness, likes the quiet, likes the opportunity to get settled without anyone disturbing him.

He knows the new sales team talks about him when he’s not around, knows that they throw around things like ‘control freak’ and ‘OCD’, but there’s a reason why he’s the Director of Sales, and they’re struggling to make their quotas every month.

He stops in the doorway to his office and frowns, because there’s a donut where his laptop should be when he unpacks it.

A glazed donut.

Daniel’s hand tightens on the smoothie he brings with him to work every day, and he looks around the room like the donut devil will be sitting in the corner, laughing. Daniel likes donuts. Especially glazed donuts. He wonders who found out and how.

It’s probably the junior sales reps hazing the interns or something.

He takes a deep breath and inhales the faint strawberry-banana scent from his smoothie. It helps push the thought of the donut out of his mind. He had his oatmeal and sunflower seeds and cranberries when he got back from his run. He has his smoothie to get him through his morning, and he has his yogurt and granola for a midmorning snack. He doesn’t need a donut. He doesn’t want a donut.

That last one might not be completely true.

Daniel finally tears his eyes away from the donut. He’ll put it in the trash and put the incident behind him.

Either someone was sucking up and left it on his desk, or someone’s pranking him. Either way, he’s not going eat the donut.

He sets his smoothie down on the left side of his desk so he can drink it while checking