Unedited Excerpt of Wicked Daddy:
It wasn’t even two minutes later when she heard the door close and the lock turn, then a deep voice say, “Is this where I can make my donation?”
Xandra looked over her shoulder and smiled as she widened her stance suggestively while shifting her hips.
“It is. What kind of donation were you thinking about making, Dr. Preston?”
He was right behind her now, one hand traveling along the back of her exposed thigh.
“A sizeable one.” His voice was rough as he hiked her dress to her waist with his free hand, then leaned down to growl in her ear, “You should know that sending men pictures of your perfect tits is bound to get you in trouble.”
“How so?” she whispered.
He moved his hand even higher, tracing the seam between her pussy lips over her underwear. She knew the fabric had to be wet. “They’ll want to do dirty things to you.”
“Maybe that’s what I was going for.”