The Carnal Proposal (Billionaire, Creampie, Public Sex, Call Girl erotica) Claire Westwood Author

“I thought that you didn’t want to get involved in any sort of relationship,” I stammered. One more step, and he was standing right beside me.“Maybe I’ve changed my mind,” he said huskily, and I felt his arms reach out, grasping me…For Eve, the college student by day and high-priced call girl by night, her two worlds seemed completely different. In one, she blended in with the crowd, focused on studying and passing her classes. In the other, she captured the eye of every man, offering up her body only to those who could afford to have her. But now, her two worlds have collided, and she’s trapped in the middle.When she is offered a chance at a prestigious internship, Eve jumps – this could help her pay off her debt, letting her focus on being a student! But imagine her surprise when she realizes that the man offering to employ her is none other than Pollux Raynes – the young billionaire who hired her as an escort only a few weeks previously!What will Eve choose? Will she take the internship, giving up her freedom to work alongside a man with whom she’s shared a pillow? And when the recruiter leaves her and Pollux alone in a conference room, she soon learns what assets of hers he’s really after…Adult content warning: This story contains scenes of passionate public sex between a sexy female college student and the billionaire client looking to offer her a position. Several positions, for that matter. It is intended for mature audiences only.Excerpt:I felt his arms reach out, grasping me and pulling me close to press against his chest. I stared up at him, my mouth opening in shock, but his lips were on mine before I could find the words to speak.For just a moment, I resisted, feeling my muscles tense against him. My mind rapidly flickered through different thoughts, unable to reach a conclusion on any of them. Did I want a relationship? Was this a smart idea? Would I accept the internship? Would I keep on going on my job as an escort? No answers were forthcoming to any of these questions. “Fuck it,” I finally thought, and melted into his arms, my mouth opening as his tongue probed into me.He kissed me hungrily, feeling his hands sliding up and down, diving in beneath my sports jacket and running along my blouse, feeling the strap of my bra through the thin fabric. As we broke apart for breath, I stared up at him, panting slightly and out of breath. “Oh, this is such a bad idea,” I gasped, before lunging back at him without waiting for an answer…