Bill was just the sort of prick who’d want to bend her over and humiliate her.
Yes! Bass-Ackwards is has made its way to ebook and print!
If you follow me on Literotica, you may have already read this filthy slice of What the Fuck Did I Just Read, but if not, you’re in for it now! Haha! What started as a gratuitous way for me to blow off steam during a stressful time in my life in 2017 (Pro Tip: if someone ever asks you if you want to sell your house while buying another one at the same time, you tell them ‘No’, and you run screaming for the hills) ended up a whole entire novel.
I tortured the crap out of these two idiots—er, characters—in a way that makes zero sense at all. This book starts off with a bang and then goes weird and uncomfortable places. Come for the “Oh no, he did not!” Stay for the “Why, you fools, whyyyyy???” Well. And lots of guilty pleasure scenes of the ‘this is so wrong, why do I like this’ variety.
Hope you have as much fun reading about Bill and Christina as I did writing them. This is no billionaire boss Romance—these are average folks with ugly secondhand furniture in their houses and grilled-cheese sandwich budgets, who just might manage to dumbass themselves into something more than the tedium of getting by.
Here’s the blurb:
Bill Marshall might as well have been the Devil.
Christina Lee Dodd needs Friday off work. Needs. She’s up to her eyeballs in problems.One of those problems is her boss, Bill Marshall.
And Bill Marshall is an a**hole.The offer he makes is textbook inappropriate. An HR nightmare.
But is it wrong for her to accept?
Is it wrong for her to like it?
Bass-Ackwards is a filthy wrong-way romance where two human beings make more mistakes than you can shake a stick at. For mature readers only.
This wildly inappropriate blue-collar Romance is now live on Amazon. AND, if you have Kindle Unlimited, you can read for FREE!
Excerpt from Bass-Ackwards:
Did her nipples ache for more attention? Yes. Was her pussy throbbing? Way too much. Did she want to finish? Of fucking course she did!
But was Bill going to take her there? No. Was he going to demand she hold still while he tore whatever result he wanted from her body? Nope.
He’d brought her to the edge and left her there. Again. Christina had never been so hot in all her life, and this … fucking … asshole! He had no business turning her on in the first place, and now he was in her head, day and night. The smell of him, the sound of that voice!
And yes, she had masturbated. Obviously. Thank god he hadn’t asked whether she’d thought of him while doing it. At least over the last couple weeks …
So now if she wanted to come, she’d have to choose it. On purpose. There would be no just sitting back and letting him take it, letting him relieve the pressure, relieve her of responsibility. He’d said he hadn’t bought her, but right now, Christina was feeling owned.
He owns something right now, that’s for sure. Got your head aaall messed up. Haven’t even bothered to put your tits away.
But if he owned her, even just for today, maybe she ought to give him what he asked for. This wasn’t even a functional reality, anyway. How could it be when she was sitting around in the shop, considering in a serious manner whether she ought to beat off in front of Asshole Bill?
You should do it. He won’t last two minutes.
The idea made all her other thoughts shut up and look over, ears perked.
Not bad. Not bad at all. If Christina started to play with herself, Bill had no chance of keeping his shit together. Not after how he’d been acting. He’d be over there in a flash, belt coming open, fly down, and they’d both get what they wanted. She just wouldn’t have to examine what that was, because she’d be busy hanging on for dear life.
She let her right hand creep up over her thigh.
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