grumpy boss Series

 The bigger his shoes, the bigger his c*** That's how the theory goes, but who knows if it's true? Enter the biggest pair of shoes I've ever seen on a man. Gail's boss is having some kind of party and wants a singer. Gail, the girl that loves to hear me sing, told him I had the voice of an angel, and he agrees to let me audition. The problem is, all I can focus on are the size of his shoes. Big shoes, big...well, you know. It plays over and over in my head, and as I focus on those feet, I wonder. Is it true? I don't know what's going to happen next, all I know is, I really want to find out if the saying is true or not. And from that knowing grin, and the promise in it, I know I might just get the chance. Author's Note: Previously, this was called Mr. Imperfect. It's steamy with enough sexiness for you to enjoy this novella. It is standalone, and there's no cheating!

My virtual assistant is going to find out who's boss… I own the f*cking corporation, but I can't get decent help… …apart from Olivia. She's been my backup assistant for years, working remotely in the middle of nowhere. I'll pay her double, give her days off, anything to meet this deadline. I just don't need another distraction. I've never met Olivia, but I have a feeling that she's a middle-aged spinster with a dozen cats. Perfect for keeping me out of trouble. There'll definitely be no temptation. Until, Olivia walks into my office, and she's an emerald-eyed bombshell. I shake my head thinking, I'm in big trouble. My c**k jerks up saying, "Oh, yes you are!"

Scarlett I didn't want to be quarantined with my bosses. Well, not all three of them. They were the modern-day version of Scrooge; they were billionaires, but they only had one secretary, me. They asked me to be their submissive for thirty days, and they put it in a contract. I told them, no thanks. The eldest of the three, Luke, bared my bottom and gave me a good spanking. I should have run away. Instead, I ended up signing the contract and calling them "Sir."   Luke Our secretary needs to be taught a lesson—not just by me, but my brothers too. She thought that our offer was some kind of joke. I punished her for it, leaving her soaking wet and begging for more. I gave her a taste of what it's like to be submissive, and if she's a good little girl, I'll show her all the disgraceful things we intend to do her in the next thirty days. It'll be a Christmas that she'll never forget.   Author's Note: My Thirty Day Quarantine includes spanking and intense sexual scenes. If you love reading such material, then buy this book!

He's my ex. A billionaire. My hot new boss.  It was over ten years ago when he left me for his football career, but now he's back in town getting me all hot and bothered. Not only do I have to work with him every day, but now he's joined my single moms' group. He says that it's discrimination not to allow him in. What does he know about breastfeeding? Nothing. What does he know about C-sections? Zero. But we live in a democratic society, and all the other single moms want him and his friends to join.  Now I'm stuck with those dreamy green eyes, chiseled jaw, and sexy smile turning my parenting group into a dating service. It doesn't take me long to realize that Hunter James has something in mind that's much dirtier than parenting advice.

  I had my blind date with Luke Winters, or rather LW (Luke Warm) as he was known in the office. He was far from warm when I went on a blind date with him. More like stone-cold mean. Then again, I couldn't blame him. After all, I was homeless. He had two homes, a penthouse and a house.  I was soaking wet, and dressed as if I was on to my shift at the local diner. He was formally dressed.  I flooded the bathroom of one of the most prestigious restaurants in the city, and at that point, he walked out.  Like a stray dog, I followed him, hoping he would give me a lot more than a bone. I didn't expect him to give me an opportunity to work in his office and fifty thousand big ones. I had to work for him and pretend to be his girlfriend.  Piece of cake! I took a deep breath. Promised I could do the job and not only did I try to make an impression at work, but I found myself no longer wanting to pretend.  I soon realized why they called him LW, because it was far from a piece of cake. More like a walk in the park during a hurricane. Author's Note: Blind Date is a steamy second-chance standalone romantic comedy with just the right amount of sexiness. It is suitable for mature readers who love to read a bit of filth with a twist of comedy.

Alessandra is a naughty personal assistant who breaks into my home when she discovers she's going to lose her job. She deserves a spanking. A very stern one. She thinks I don't know about her plans, she thinks I'm out of town. When I am; she uses my car, apartment, and even my bed. I might have turned a blind eye before, but not anymore. She'll find out what having a grumpy boss means. One thing is for sure—I'm removing all benefits. She's about to find out what it means to have a boss, without the benefits. Author's Note: It's a novella with enough sexiness for you to enjoy. It is standalone, and there's no cheating!