Hi!
Thanks for having me here today. First Class Filthy is one of the, well,
filthiest romances I’ve written, and it was a lot of fun! I hope people
will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
First Class
Filthy by Jocelyn Dex
BBW Billionaire Romance
Release Date: December 14, 2015
Blurb
Shay is terrified to fly, but when
Max, a sexy-as-sin man, sits next to her in first class, he provides
a distraction that changes her outlook on flying and leaves her longing for
more.
When she meets up with him on the
ground, his sexual dominance and dirty talk bring out her inner submissive, and
drive her to heights she’s never known. When she begins feeling like a
prostitute instead of a sexually progressive woman, she decides to put a stop
to the sexcapades.
When Max turns on the charm, will she
stand her ground or bend to his will?
Warning: Dominance,
Dirty Talk, Light Anal Play, Light Choking, Unprotected Sex with the Boss, and
a Happily-Ever After
Rated R Excerpt
Max pushed Shay back just enough so that
he could grab a handful of her dress and pull it up, then slowly slipped his
hand beneath her panties until he found her wetness. Air hissed from between
her clenched teeth as he slid a finger between her swollen lips.
“Fuck, I love how juicy you get for me.
Do you know what I would have done to you if I’d caught up with you at the hotel?”
He twirled the tip of his finger around her opening. Her hips jutted forward
trying to make him slip inside. “Hmm?”
“Please,” she breathed.
“Yes, I would have made you beg, Shay.
Do you know how bad I want to hear you beg for my cock?” She whimpered, ready
to beg if needed. “But not now. I need to fuck you, Shay. I need to fuck you hard, fast. After
fantasizing about you for three days, I’m about to come in my pants like a
teenager.”
“Yes,” she huffed. “Now.”
He tilted his head back so that he was staring
into her eyes, his gaze bordering on ominous. “Are you sure? You need to
understand that when I fuck you, I own your body. You take what I give. I might
even scare you, but I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
Scare her? Oh hell, she should be scared
that he’d said that, but with his finger stroking her clit, she couldn’t muster
up the brainpower to be anything but needy for his cock.
“I’m sure.”
He spun her around, grabbed the back of
her neck, and forced her facedown to his desk. “Don’t move,” he said. He
flipped her dress up and grabbed handfuls of her ass cheeks as he ground his
dress pant-covered erection into her crack. “Your ass is so sexy. So round and
thick. Perfect.” He peeled her panties down her legs, and when her boots
prevented him from getting them all the way off, he simply ripped them from
her.
He kneeled, spread her ass cheeks, and
shoved his face between her legs, licking her from pussy to ass as he’d said.
She jumped at the sensation and pushed off the desk. He instantly stood,
reached his arm around her, and gripped her throat. “I said not to move. Face
on the desk.”
Not used to being bossed around
like that during sex, a feeling of indignation, humiliation, maybe even shame
spread through her as she obeyed. When she heard him unlatch his belt and drop
his zipper, she dismissed those feelings.
Thanks for reading! You can find the rest
of the story at the following places.
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Bio
Jocelyn writes paranormal and
contemporary romances that include humor, lust, love, and four-letter words on
the way to a Happily-Ever-After.
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