The Billionaire’s Brat: BWWM Romance Erotica

By Destini Brown

Colin – a billionaire used to getting everything, and anyone he wants. Until he meets a confident, big black woman who happens to be babysitting for him.

In the power game that follows, Davina shows him that she is more than a match for him.

But it’s when they take things into the bedroom, right next door to his sleeping wife, that things get really interesting!

But who has fallen for whom? And where will it all end?

With a twist that no one could have ever predicted!

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This book contains mature themes and language, and is intended for adults only. It is a short, stand-alone story with loads of steamy interracial romance.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alice B Handcock
• Release date: Mar 23, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463731475

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THE BILLIONAIRE’S BRAT

BWWM ROMANCE EROTICA

© Destini Brown 2020

This work of fiction is intended for mature audiences only. All represented characters are consenting adults eighteen years of age or older – any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters engaging in sexual relations are over the age of 18 and consenting. This work is the property of the author – not to be reproduced without consent.

***** SYNOPSIS *****

It was my second time babysitting for this cracker couple. Colin and Jemima, Mr and Mrs White-Bread Perfect with their wonderful house and their amazing life.

But little did I know it, tonight was the night when I would fuck her ‘wonderful’ white husband.

I just knew it.

If Jemima had known my intentions, she might just have bailed on their date night. I mean, a pretend headache and missing a crap movie and an average meal, that’s got to be better than losing your husband to a big beautiful babysitter.

Am I Right?

CHAPTER ONE

You see, I am a strong young black woman who has a very good sense of what she wants. And tonight, I wanted Colin. I mean, I really wanted Colin!

I didn’t have so many clues to go on, if I am honest about it. He was polite, charming, that was certain, but something told me he was like that with every woman he met. The first time I had seen him, he exuded a kind of relaxed ease that was quite disarming. He had welcomed me on the doorstep, just one week ago, with a cheery smile and a wink that was like being filled with hot chocolate sauce.

Hello there he oozed, his voice playing hell with my hormonal body. You must be Davina. Well, don’t stand out there in the cold, why don’t you come on in?

His face was classically good looking, perfect teeth and an easy smile, piercing blue eyes and just a trace of grey at the temples of his jet black hair. He was maybe six foot, and concealed beneath his silk shirt and tailored pants a body that would