Belong To You (BBW Erotic Romance)

By Adriana Hunter

Falling for the boss had never been part of her job description, but Zara couldn’t seem to help herself. Chase Morgan was simply the hottest male she’d ever seen.

Unfortunately, he barely knew she existed outside her role of secretary. And when she finally catches his attention, she wonders what she’d need to do to keep it. Soon she finds herself willing, and able, to meet even his wildest demands…

Content Warning: This is a bbw (plus size romance) erotic romance intended for adult audiences only. Lots of steamy sex!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Wet Ink Publishing
• Release date: Feb 3, 2013
• ISBN: 9781386872498

Book preview

They were at his place, and he was fixing her a drink. She looked round at the living room with interest. The whole art deco thing was really cool; this was no bachelor pad but a real, lived-in kind of home, with lots of room and a calming atmosphere. So why wasn’t she calm?

Thank you, she said when he handed her the cocktail. She took a hasty gulp, and then had to cough, forcing off the nerves.  But then he sat right next to her, and her calm nosedived once again. He’d taken off his jacket and was now in his blue dress shirt, unbuttoned at the column of his throat.

Nervous? he asked softly almost in her ear, as one arm was slung behind her over the top of the couch.

She paused before answering his question. I’m...not sure. Should I be?

You’re in my lair, Zara. Maybe you’re right to be a little jumpy. You never know what may happen. His words were slightly teasing, a mere drawl, but the factuality in them caused a thumping to start in her chest. She felt him take her glass from her now stiff fingers, placing it next to his on a nearby coffee table.

Despite what he’d said, she didn’t feel even the least bit threatened. He was the most dangerously handsome, irresistible man she’d ever met, and she could understand why her body yearned for him. True, Zara had felt passion and desire before. But never like this.

No man had ever overtaken her senses so much that just with his voice; he brewed a sense of longing deep within her feminine core. This longing swirled between her thighs like a molten pot, slickening her secret places with anticipation.  She felt his breath linger sensuously on the back of her neck. One hand lay casually across the back of the couch, the other on his lap, so he wasn’t touching her in any way. Except with his lips, which now trailed the length of her nape.

This first act of intimacy was electrifying; it made her acutely aware of him even more than before. His maleness, his firm yet appealing persona, made her acknowledge that he was the man, and she the woman. In many ways, she longed for him to show her the essence of this distinction.

The things I want to do to you, he said huskily, teasing the tiny hairs on her skin with his stirring voice, ...And the things I want you to do to me... She heard him draw in a ragged breath, then he added, "I will have you, Zara. I will make you mine, completely. It’s something I’ve always imagined, and wanted. Needed with a passion that blots out everything else. Even now with you so close, inhaling your delicious scent, has got me rock hard. Do you have any idea what if feels like to want someone so bad?"

Zara’s senses were reeling from the sensations created by his words, his nearness. I think I do, she breathed, or more like gasped, since she was hardly capable of taking in any air. His words shocked and thrilled her. She sat quite still; savoring the feel of his lips pressing on her sensitive skin with those hard, warm