Allison and the Billionaire: A Tale of Domination and Submission

Meet Allison, a financial whiz who enjoys her quiet life. She stays behind the scenes and really only shows the depth of her control when she’s in the sack. She’s about to meet her match, though. Andrew Grayson, THE Andrew Grayson of Grayson Capital has his eye on her. Can a professional woman used to being in control find it in herself to submit to the notorious billionaire or is Andrew Grayson about to learn that not everything he wants is available to him?

In this collection, you’ll find all of the episodes along the journey and read about Allison’s very first sex, her first lesbian sex, her years of one night stands, and her reluctant path to submission until she experiences bondage, domination, and even her first anal sex. From complete control of the people around her to something infinitely more freeing, Allison discovers the joy of complete submission

Please note that ALLISON AND THE BILLIONAIRE contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity. In fact, throughout this series you’ll find first sex, rough sex, older man/younger woman, first lesbian sex, college sex, rough sex, stranger sex, domination, submission, spanking, bondage, first anal sex, and other explicit content. You should only read this ebook if you’re of legal age in your locale and not offended by explicit sexual content.

Here is a preview from Episode SEVEN, ALLISON AND THE COLLEGE BOY:

Because now that I’ve seen you, I want to fuck you. I always get what I want and once you’ve screamed my name it will become pretty difficult to get you to do your job and impossible to fire you.”
Why the hell didn’t I want to smack him across the face? Even last night when I was horny as hell I would have smacked anyone across the face who talked to me that way. I didn’t. I just stared at him until I felt uncomfortable about not replying and then I stared at him some more because I couldn’t think of how to reply and didn’t want to make that obvious. God damn it. My nipples were hard. I could feel warmth between my legs. No prick far too used to getting what he wanted was entitled to my arousal over a line like the one he’d used.
“Nothing to say?” he asked.
I had years of friendship with Amber to thank for my response. “Sorry. I thought there was more coming. That’s it?” I shrugged. “Well, I guess I’ll have to go home and find the strongest vibrator I can to deal with the instant and desperate lust you’ve inspired in me.” I said the words evenly and drily. I downed my drink, which was horrible even though I kept my expression even. I put it on the table and stood. Then, in the same dry and sardonic voice I said, “I better get to that, then. I’m not sure I could drive home if I stay in your presence any longer. The vibrations of the engine might drive me over the edge and do you really want a traffic accident on your conscience?”
I turned around, feeling about as powerful as I’d ever felt in my life and walked away. For all of my righteous indignation, I hoped like hell he was staring at my ass as I left. I walked with confidence, feeling better than I’d felt in a long time.
And hornier.