Shameful: Shades of Cray, #2

By SHE

Trouble surrounds me as I find myself entangled in a web of deceit.

The cause of it all?

A captivating, dominant stranger who just happens to be my new boss.

He swept me away with unimaginable passion.

Now I am torn between wanting to resist and never wanting him to stop.

He demands nothing less than my total surrender.

I know I must find a way to end this affair before secrets unravel.

But I don't know if I have the strength to break free.

One thing is for certain: I must act swiftly before someone finds out.

Otherwise, I risk losing control of my life and heart.

 

*Shameful is book two of the Shades of Cray saga*

• Language: English
• Publisher: The Writer S.H.E
• Release date: Aug 15, 2023
• ISBN: 9781941342596

SHE

S.H.E is a girl with a delightfully wicked imagination, and a weakness for alpha men. Thank goodness she has one of those sexy creatures at home, providing all the hands-on experience she needs. S.H.E is an indie author who runs her own business and loves every exciting moment of her journey. Her ultimate goal is to create naughty tales that leave her readers breathless. S.H.E loves social media and is always around to interact with her readers. Come visit where you’ll find delicious updates on her next sexy tale, or you can email her at [e-mail]

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Shameful

Shades of Cray

Book Two

S.H.E

Copyright © 2020 by S.H.E

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Shades of Cray

Start the series from the beginning.

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Shameful

Shaming

Shamefaced

Table of Contents

Shades of Cray

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Other Books by the Author

About The Author

Chapter One

What did you say?

You heard me. His hand lifted to cup my cheek. You will be the new senior editor.

My mouth moved soundlessly as I drew back and gazed up into Crayson’s guarded eyes, searching for some sense of all the changes happening in my life. "Senior editor? Me?" There was no way I had heard him right.

Yes, you, he murmured, then his fingers shaped my jaw and lifted my face. My mind went blank for a moment. It was hard to think with desire curling in my belly.

Sir, I can’t—

Shhh. His voice was soft but firm. It’s not up for discussion. I’ve made my decision, he confirmed.

Something wild and primitive flared in his dark gray eyes. The hand at my waist tightened, and long fingers dug into my flesh. I think it’s time for fresh new talent around here. His other hand slid up, cupped my neck, and dragged me closer. I hope you agree, he growled, lowering his insatiable mouth to mine.

Instant heat exploded, and my temperature spiked under the sudden onslaught of desire. It started at the corner of my mouth and slowly traveled downward, warming every inch of my body. His lips were warm, soft, and downright delectable.

Piper. I loved hearing my name in that too-sexy voice, and my kitty throbbed.

Sir, I moaned, as Crayson’s tongue dipped inside, hot and delicious, causing lust to bolt through my body once more. He tasted so good and smelled so virile, I never could get enough.

Powerful hands tightened in my hair and tilted my head back, almost painfully, as he deepened the kiss. Moaning softly, I arched against his hard chest. Crayson deepened the kiss, feasting on my mouth until I gasped for air. He rotated his hips, and I felt his hard length pressed against my belly. With a carnal growl, his hands went to my ass, cupped both cheeks and lifted me off the floor. It was crazy! Insane even. Yet I desperately wanted to feel Crayson’s erection, stroking my inner flesh again. So, imagine my frustration when I heard laughter on the other side of the door, and he abruptly ended the kiss.

Eyelids blinking, I stared up at him in confusion.

I’m late for a meeting. He gazed at me with heavily lidded eyes before he released his hold and steered me aside. I was panting heavily, and my knees almost buckled so that I barely managed to lean against one of the executive chairs before collapsing. Crayson stood, removing his powerful body from the edge of the table. I watched as he sauntered toward the head of the long conference table and opened his briefcase.

Sir, I can’t do this, I panted between breaths.

I didn’t ask if you could do this. I’m telling you... when Ross leaves, you will take her place. When it came to Crayson, there was no asking, only demands.

But why?

He raised dark penetrating eyes to appraise me. I’m a man of my word. I told you that if you surrendered yourself to me, you would be rewarded.

As my breathing slowed, I moved in his direction. I don’t mean the job. I mean this ... us. I’m ... It was hard to say. "I’m a wife, a mother and this ... this thing between us is wrong."

Ignoring my outburst, Crayson started reading something in the thick manila folder he held. Impatiently, I waited, tapping my index finger against the table’s wooden surface. I took a moment to admire his impossibly broad shoulders in the Armani jacket. It should be against the law for a man to look that good.

When the silence became unbearable, I spat, Did you hear what I said?

He drew back, straightening, holding my gaze for several charged moments before I forced my gaze away. It was clear he was not happy with my tone of voice. Piper, I don’t like to be questioned.

Oh ... so I’m just supposed to agree with everything you say, Sir? I said with disbelief.

As he shoved papers into his briefcase, his smile returned. That’s exactly what I expect you to do.

I stared across the table, bathed in Crayson’s dark gaze that was hot and luxurious. He could be such an ass, yet that attracted me the most. You can’t expect me to fill her shoes.

Piper, you are more than capable of replacing Ross.

My body was numb with shock. Did he honestly believe that? But I’ve barely been here six months. There’s no way I’ve earned a promotion. I was new and inexperienced, and with a promotion like that everyone was certain to know.

I was fucking the boss.

Correction, Crayson Carrington was fucking me, and quite well. In a bed. On a chair. Across the conference room table. I felt my nipples bead just thinking about his massive erection, pounding inside me only moments ago before he ruined it with his ridiculous announcement.

I shook my head. It’s too soon. Give the job to someone else.

I’ve already made my decision, he retorted, shutting the briefcase with a click.

I hated how my body got hot and bothered every time he talked in that authoritative tone. What was wrong with me that I was allowing a man I barely knew to dictate my life? I knew I should be quiet at this point, but I felt my lips moving and mumbling under my breath, I can’t. I won’t.

You’ll do whatever I say, he repeated. That includes addressing me as Sir whenever you speak to me.

Heeding the lethal warning in his narrowed eyes, I swallowed before saying, But this is ridiculous! I do not know the first thing about being a senior editor. I can’t, I said and at the heat in his eyes I quickly muttered, Please, Sir.

Crayson released a long impatient sigh. Very well. Since you prefer to behave like an ungrateful brat, then you need to make a decision. You can say, ‘thank you, Sir,’ and accept the promotion, or you can quit and walk out that door.

I raised a defiant chin. I can find another job.

In three long strides, Crayson crossed the short distance. Leave, but I guarantee you’ll never work for another magazine. I’ll make certain of that.

My body stiffened, aghast. Why would you do that? I asked, gazing up at him, and quickly added, Sir.

He scowled impatiently. Because I see something in you that you obviously don’t. Potential.

I stared mutely at him.

But since you’re not interested, you can close the door on your way out.

My gaze shifted to the floor. How dare he just dismiss me? I won’t stand here and let you keep talking to me like that.

Then leave before I have you escorted off the premises, he charged in a cool, controlled voice. Reluctantly, I lifted my eyes to his face, praying he could not hear the hammering of my heart. Crayson stood in front of me, feet planted slightly apart. I stared in disbelief. His eyebrow rose and his expression probed my face.

Sir, I can’t—

Piper, you’re dismissed. He flicked his wrist impatiently and frowned down at the Rolex, then regarded me in shrewd silence, showing no reaction to eliminating me from his life. I finally fled from the conference room, hurried past the administrative offices and down the hall to a bank of elevators. How dare he! One moment he was kissing me, and the next, Crayson spoke to me like I was a child who had just been called to the principal’s office.

I stepped into the elevator and combed my fingers through my hair. My mind was reeling, the blood soaring through my veins. I leaned back breathlessly against the elevator wall, dazed and confused. This could not be happening.

Sir was Crayson Carrington!

I knew when I first met Sir and decided to have sex with him it was wrong. I just had no idea how wrong it would turn out to be. And that was why I not only had to end the affair but terminate my job as well.

I groaned as the car traveled downward. I had no idea what I would say to Boss Ross when I told her I was quitting. Marlene would be disappointed but probably not the least surprised. When she first interviewed me, she admitted being hesitant about hiring someone with little work experience. Desperate for the position, I assured her I would work hard, and that my personal life would never interfere with the job. Little did I know my personal life and professional career had intertwined the day I made the decision to screw my boss.

The problem was I’d had no idea who he was... but he had known all along.

Bastard.

Was this some kind of sick game to him?

The elevator opened, and I stormed across the concrete parking lot, calling Crayson every name I could come up with, and even made up a few when I ran out of words. It was not until I reached my car I remembered I didn’t have my purse or keys. Damn him! Leaning against the trunk of my Altima, I heaved a weary sigh. I was allowing my emotions to get the best of me. The solution was simple. I would finish the rest of the day, then pack my desk and leave Independent Woman magazine forever.

Turning on my heels, I returned to the building and hurried into the ladies’ room to splash water onto my face. I was feeling hot and flushed, scared, and excited. What in the world had I gotten myself into?

I drew a deep breath to