The Queen of Luxury

By Sinead Dixon

" Take you where?" he asked, and opened my legs. He moved his body parallel to mine, and pushed my wrists into the pillows. I wrapped my legs around him and our heat was unbearable. Strands of hair stuck to my forehead and cheeks, and I tried to stop my body from trembling. Something about his persona made me weak. 
"Stop teasing me," I whispered, "You're making me wet enough as it is. "

" I can tell," he said, running his hand up and down my thigh. He cupped his hand around my pussy and pushed his palm into my clit. As he gently made circular motions, I moaned. I bit my lip and he started kissing my neck. "
Content Warning: Explicit love scenes, naughty language, and piles of sexy shifter secrets. Intended for mature audiences.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sinead Dixon
• Release date: Dec 22, 2017
• ISBN: 9782377938360

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Chapter 1 

I am a sexual being, and I won’t apologize for who I am. Working in a man’s world, I used to find it difficult to be their equals. I wanted to be one of the guys, work long hours, and have as much sex in my office with whoever I wanted. I don’t want that anymore. That was the old me. Why would I want to transform myself into a businessman, when I could be more powerful as a woman, personally and professionally. 

My womanhood makes me strong, intelligent, and fierce. When I finally accepted myself for who I was, my life changed. I’m at the top of my game in the business world, working as a CEO of an acquisitions company. My skill is unparalleled, and I’ve got more money than I’ll be able to spend in my lifetime. Not only that, but I’m in the prime of my life, prowling around for my next sexual conquest. I deserved to be pleasured just as much as the next woman. 

My most recent business trip took me to San Francisco. I was trying to poach a manager for a new marketing company I purchased last month. This guy, Adrien, loved to travel, but he kept his private life a secret. I’d been travelling around trying to stage a casual run-in with him, so I could build a stronger rapport. I was always a step behind him. I needed new informants. If I didn’t get Adrien, I would consider myself a failed businesswoman. Adrien was a mastermind at the ripe age of twenty-five. I’m thirty-two, but I’ve been told I look his age. 

When I set my sights on something, I get it. My streak is flawless, and I wasn’t about to let this guy knock me off my game. As soon as I got off the plane in the city, I went to the hotel that he was rumored to be staying in. I didn’t have a reservation, but the hotel manager was an old friend of mine, and got me a top floor suite. It was late, and I wanted to sleep, but there was no time for that. I had to get ready.

After settling in, I slipped on a black dress that perfectly hugged my body. It reached just below my knees, and had thick shoulder straps. I had the urge to wear my feather boa, but I promised a friend I’d leave that for role playing. Looking in the mirror, I pulled my auburn hair into a loose ponytail. Quickly, I decided against that, and let my curls fall to my shoulders. My brown eyes looked fierce when I put on my mascara, and I loved how soft my lips looked with my new shade of red lipstick.

I didn’t need a purse, because I wasn’t planning on paying for any drinks. If someone tried to ask for identification, I’d tell them to speak to the manager. I slipped on my long, midnight blue trench coat and headed to the hotel bar. When I sat at the table in the corner, I hoped to run into Adrien, but someone better showed up in the corner of my eye. 

A man with confidence in his eyes, wearing a blue designer suit, walked in. Our eyes locked the moment he saw me, and a warm sensation coursed through my body. This man was a little stalky. I didn’t like my men scrawny anyway. He was clean shaven, wore a gold watch, and had blue eyes that made my heart run wild. They were kind, with a hint of danger. He could