Title: Mogul
Series: Price of Fame Series
Author: Elizabeth Lynx
Genre: Steamy Rom/Com Novella
Release Date: October 17, 2019
Trying to lose your virginity at a New Yearās party isnāt the best plan. The only things worse? When the guy turns you down but you still have to work with him.
Iām a little embarrassed to admit this, but here goes. My name is Emmie and Iām a virgin. I know what youāre thinking. How could a twenty-eight-year-old woman who runs her own company not have turned in her V-card by now?
While I wonāt go into details about it right now, I will admit that Iāve been a bit busy with work. Time flies when thereās a media empire to build. But I decided this year to make things right. A new yearās resolution. To find someone to make me a woman before the clock strikes twelve.
Itās all going to plan. I find the hottest guy at the party. He is more than willing to come up to my bedroom. Then I make the mistake of trying to kiss him. Not only did I not pop my cherry, but I canāt ever look Jon in the eyes again.
Hi, Iām Jon. The one Emmie tries to seduce on New Yearās. Things are still a bit fuzzy about that night, but I do remember Emmie. Sheās beautiful and knows what she wants. Emmie is a guyās wet dream. Sheās my wet dream.
Iām in control of my life. I run a successful company with my sister and work hard to do things right. I make sure things get done right without a hair out of place. But when Iām around Emmie itās as if I met my match. My work suffers and everything I do is wrong.
I should walk away from her. Tell her I want no part in her life. The trouble is whenever I leave, I canāt stop thinking about her.
Iām ready to let her take control of my heart but what if she doesnāt want it?
āYou want me to go into that small dark room with you?ā
He nodded and his mouth fell open as if he wanted to say something but then hesitated.
āItās about the joke, isnāt it? Iām sorry. It was stupid. Trust me, Iāve been kicking myself about it ever since.ā
Jon took a step toward me and I felt the heat of his body as there wasnāt even an inch between us. He leaned toward my ear and his hot breath fluttered my hair over my cheeks. āYou need to stop thinking and start doing. Let me do the thinking for you.ā His fingers tightened for only a moment before he let go.
My head had a harder time with that than the broom closet. How could Jon squeezing my hand cause my core to clench? And I could tell my panties were wet, too.
āAre you going to lock me in there?ā I clasped my hands in front of my crotch as if he could see the effect he was having on me.
One corner of his mouth curled and there had never been anything so sexy on a man.
āNo, of course not, Emmie. Iām going in there with you.ā
Why was my heart pounding harder in my chest?
āOkay . . .ā I said and went willingly inside a small dark room with a man I didnāt know that well. These were the types of bad decisions my sister made, not me. And yet, I wanted to be inside the room with him.
My clit pulsed, and I glanced around the dark broom closet. It wasnāt sexy and most likely, a little dirty but something about this whole scenario was crazy hot.
He stood in the doorway and stared at me.
āI thought you said you were coming in here with me?ā
Jon smirked and stepped inside, closing the door and turning on the light switch.
He placed his hands behind his back like a teacher about to give me a lesson. And as he stepped forward, I noticed his eyes darkened to slate.
Was he going to kiss me?
I hoped so. Iād get down on my knees and pray to every god that ever existed if it helped get the manās lips on my mouth. Perhaps if I pretended to pass out, heād administer mouth to mouth?
It worked in the movies.
āHave you ever had an orgasm, Emmie?ā
He nodded and his mouth fell open as if he wanted to say something but then hesitated.
āItās about the joke, isnāt it? Iām sorry. It was stupid. Trust me, Iāve been kicking myself about it ever since.ā
Jon took a step toward me and I felt the heat of his body as there wasnāt even an inch between us. He leaned toward my ear and his hot breath fluttered my hair over my cheeks. āYou need to stop thinking and start doing. Let me do the thinking for you.ā His fingers tightened for only a moment before he let go.
My head had a harder time with that than the broom closet. How could Jon squeezing my hand cause my core to clench? And I could tell my panties were wet, too.
āAre you going to lock me in there?ā I clasped my hands in front of my crotch as if he could see the effect he was having on me.
One corner of his mouth curled and there had never been anything so sexy on a man.
āNo, of course not, Emmie. Iām going in there with you.ā
Why was my heart pounding harder in my chest?
āOkay . . .ā I said and went willingly inside a small dark room with a man I didnāt know that well. These were the types of bad decisions my sister made, not me. And yet, I wanted to be inside the room with him.
My clit pulsed, and I glanced around the dark broom closet. It wasnāt sexy and most likely, a little dirty but something about this whole scenario was crazy hot.
He stood in the doorway and stared at me.
āI thought you said you were coming in here with me?ā
Jon smirked and stepped inside, closing the door and turning on the light switch.
He placed his hands behind his back like a teacher about to give me a lesson. And as he stepped forward, I noticed his eyes darkened to slate.
Was he going to kiss me?
I hoped so. Iād get down on my knees and pray to every god that ever existed if it helped get the manās lips on my mouth. Perhaps if I pretended to pass out, heād administer mouth to mouth?
It worked in the movies.
āHave you ever had an orgasm, Emmie?ā
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