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Unboxed! Must Love Curves

My first ever, and very lame, unboxing video. But, hey, the contents inside are sexy and that's all that matters, right? Maybe a little voice next time. :D


These are proof copies. So it will be at least a few more days before I give Createspace/Amazon the okay to release for sale, provided I don't find anything wrong. And then a few more days before it actually appears on the store.

Hey - while you're here, maybe you want to put your email address in the box at the top of the right panel and sign up for the newsletter. I'm working on a "deleted" spanking scene from Curves for Two that will go out to newsletter subscribers exclusive for at least 4 weeks.

P.S. I had my first chemo today. Was nervous there would be public puking and all sorts of nastiness, but I feel fine. After the tension of waiting for the first chemo treatment, it was a very nice surprise to come home and find these in my mailbox!

Hugs!

Must Love Curves (Six Wicked Shorts)

Available at Amazon US UK DE FR CA | Nook US  | All Romance | Kobo | Smashwords | Apple & Createspace*

Singles title purchasers, see note at bottom.

Short, curvy and full of heat -- these six Wicked Shorts and their heroines kick your evening or anytime into high gear as the plus-size beauties find acceptance, love and sexual nirvana in the arms of alphas who know how to make a big, beautiful woman lose her mind.

Previously released as singles and totaling 53,000+ words, this collection brings together:

Curves for Two -- Thick as thieves since childhood, Chase and Roman have been to hell and back together. Returning from their second tour in Afghanistan, they intend to settle down. There's only one small problem -- they have to convince plus-size beauty Grace Michaels to share their future. First, they need to get her into bed. 

Curves Ahead -- Plus-size and very single, Rachel is completely blind to just how sexy her smoking hot neighbor Carter Philips thinks she is. After too many failed attempts at dating other men, she's certain no one will ever love her big girl curves. So why not give in to life as a spinster and get a kitten -- a little black ball of fur so mischievous she names him Pan.

Pan's latest prank? Opening the bedroom curtains as Rachel sleeps bare assed in bed. What she sees through the patio window when she wakes is an even bigger and far better surprise -- Carter devouring her naked body with a voracious gaze while masturbating.

Should she jump up and shut the curtains or roll over and spread her legs?

Slow Hand Curves -- Plus-size virgin Amber Rice isn't looking for love, just an orgasm. She's never had one! So her sister-in-law sends her to the DFW Wellness Center for a massage by physical therapist Samuel "Slow Hand" Pepin.

Slow Hand Sam is more than ready to deliver a bone shattering orgasm to the blue-eyed beauty. With Sam mesmerized by Amber's porcelain skin, soft curves and complete innocence, will this Texas virgin get more than she was looking for?

Curve Patrol -- Plus-size illustrator Patricia "Pattycake" Harper lives alone in the house she grew up in. Her small Georgia neighborhood has changed a lot since she was a kid, but one thing remains constant -- her secret crush on neighborhood hottie Noah Lodge. When a voyeur is reported lurking around Patty's bedroom window, Patrol Officer Lodge is first on the scene. Knowing the pervy perp is still on the loose, Noah does the one thing he's sure will keep his best friend's little sister safe.

He spends the night in Patty's bed.

Sunny with a Chance of Curves -- Cute but chunky weather girl Ursula Cain is certain her super sexy neighbor Jack Santos is the biggest flirt in the universe. In the six months he's lived next door to her, he's asked her out at least once a week. Too bad Jack has a revolving bedroom door and not one of the ladies using it is over a size ten.

When Ursula has a bad run of predicting the weather, Jack goads her into a bet. If rain ruins his Saturday soccer game, she has to make it up to him Sunday -- in bed.

Spanked by the Vet -- Instead of thanking her long-time crush Cayce Gerard after he rescues her from a truly disastrous date, Ashley Phillips wants to read him the riot act. When the gentle veterinarian uncharacteristically turns her over his knee and starts spanking her spoiled butt, Ashley's protests turn to moans and her secret is finally out.

What will the good doctor do?

* Createspace version coming soon. This title will not be available in the iBookstore until at least 7/10/2013 because of Apple's erotic content policies. 

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Singles title purchasers: Did you previously purchase two or more of these titles at the full retail of $2.99?
If so, I created an honor system coupon for a free copy of the collection at Smashwords (available as mobi, pdf, epub and html). Newsletter subscribers received the coupon with the June 10th edition of the newsletter (check your mail box!). Non-newletter or late subscribers need to gmail wickedchrista for the Smashwords coupon. 

Mailing list - or how to get free stuff!

Visitors to my blog/website (wickedchrista.com which redirects to wickedchrista.blogspot.com) may have noticed a newsletter sign-up box at the top of the right sidebar. Quite a few of you have already signed up (I'm amazed because after more than a year of telling people they could email me and I would email them notices, I still only had six such subscribers - a week with the mailchimp sign-up and I have over thirty).
Some of you may be wondering whether you need to sign up. I know, right? After all, Amazon has a subscribe to author feature now, as does Apple. Probably other sites do, too. But, here's the why behind the "yes, you should." Amazon can't give you a free deleted scene from Curves for Two or a POV switch up from Curves for Her Billionaire Doms (what, you don't want to get inside Hunter or Daniel or Aldon's head?) or an epilogue to another favorite. Some of these added scenes won't go public (at least not by me), others won't be free when they become publicly available weeks or months later.
So, free stuff before the rest of the world can even buy it is nice, so long as this doesn't turn into a daily email pimping this title or another, right? I've got you covered on that, too! (See how sweet I am. :D ) I promise I'll only send a newsletter out if I have a new release (including collections of older titles or print/audio versions of older titles), a sale to announce or a gift! 

Updating site

Hello Wicked Lovelies

I'm cleaning the site up some. Getting ready to put some older titles in collections instead of standalones, add a list sign-up. Some posts will disappear, and that means the comments along with them. I wish there was a way around that that made sense because I love reading everyone's comments on the stories - it keeps me going when the process is otherwise stuck.

His to Possess (Smoke & Curves 2)

Amazon US UK DE FR CA | BN US UK | All Romance | Kobo

Apple buyers - please note that Apple's treatment of erotica and erotic romance titles results in approximately a one-month delay before the title is live

Book 2 (of 3) in the Smoke & Curves series

Working for Collin Stark, ex-Army interrogator and Chief Executive Bad Ass of a private military company, plus-size beauty Mia James has placed her body on the line to prove she isn't a corporate spy. But when her past resurfaces at a global security conference, the events that transpire may be more than her heart or Collin's trust can survive.





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This 15,500+ word short is the second installment (of three) in the Smoke & Curves series.
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"Remove your panties."

My breathing stopped, the blood thickening inside my veins. I looked at the door the steward had just left through.

"The crew follows a strict protocol, Mia. As do you."

I rolled my lips, trying to work up the will to protest. I wasn't ready to outmanuveur him. Granted, I might never be ready to accomplish such a task, but a few extra minutes or hours of stalling would be a cooling balm to my fractured will.

"I only give orders I have fully thought out." Collin dropped the papers onto the cushion next to him. "Disobedience is the only luxury I won't give you. Remove the panties, now."

Lungs restarted, my chest began to quickly lift and fall as fresh panic pumped inside me. His hand moved toward my knee and I hurried to obey. I did not want him tearing the panties from me as he had that first time in his office. I might not get a fresh pair before we had to clear customs.

Gripping the sides, I started to push the panties down my hips. Feeling the bottom panel of material stick to my wet flesh, I blushed. Even his brusque indifference wasn't enough to temper my arousal. Closing my eyes, I pushed the fabric over my knees and down my calves, blindly lifting my legs.

I wondered what to do with them. I couldn't leave them out on display and my bags had been removed from the cabin.

"Hand them to me."

Without opening my eyes, I held the cloth in his direction.

"Observe." He took the underwear from me, his one-word command requiring that I watch.

I looked at him unfold the fabric and brush a thumb across the sodden patch, the liquid thin and transparent. Refolding the material, he put the panties in the interior pocket of his business jacket.

"Lift your skirt."

I did.

"Higher. You know what I want to see."

Shutting my eyes again, I raised the skirt all the way up, the fabric bunched against the bottom swell of my rounded stomach.

"Spread your legs."

I parted my thighs, my perineum drawing tight in an attempt to shelter my exposed pussy.

"Since you insist on hiding, you will describe what you see."

That was asking too much -- the command was humiliating.

"Collin..."

"Are my fingers in you?" The cold steel of his voice sank like hooks in my chest.

My breathing hitched and I answered. "No, Mister Stark, they are not."

Opening my eyes, I looked between my spread thighs and began. "White...flesh, black fabric."

Collin growled lightly, warning me against additional stalling. I slowly licked my lips, forgetting his earlier threat. "Dark hair, slick and beading."

His concentration on my lower body and his wrist against my thigh, Collin pinched an outer labia between thumb and index finger and pulled it to the side.

"Red," I continued, gasping at the word and his touch. "Swollen...wet..."

A tear ran down my cheek. "Jumping--"

"Yes, it is." He stroked the line of my dancing clit. "What does this drenched, throbbing pussy mean, Mia?"

He wanted me to admit I was aroused. I wouldn't. I lowered my gaze and firmed my jaw, my lips pressing together and pushing slightly forward as the rest of my body tensed. His fingers slid down my sex, two of them entering and curling inside me.

"Say it," he ordered.

Health update

After a month of not writing, my brain cannot seem to formulate an opening, so I will just jump in and hope I don't drown among all the consonants and syllables, punctuation marks and white space.
Lab results on my first lumpectomy came back with one microscopic cancer cluster detected in the "margin" (a zone around the tumor that is extracted with the tumor, with the lab testing about 25% of the margin). My nodes, however, were clean. That is a big YAY! Clean nodes but a large tumor (over five centimeters) made it Stage IIb. 

The oncologist, via my surgeon, gave three choices in light of that microscopic cluster. (1) Mastectomy - nothing left to radiate, so no radiation (I'm assuming, I didn't listen to all of the what's it on that); (2) second lumpectomy, allowing lower radiation if my margins came back clean; (3) no second lumpectomy, higher radiation.

I opted for the second lumpectomy, which occurred April 25th. Given that all my discomfort (and occasional spurts of "oh, my ever-loving god, that freaking hurts!")  with the first surgery was from the node sampling, I thought the second would be easy-peasy. Turned out ultra-queasy and that's all I'll say about that except I must have gone through 800lbs (only mild hyperbole) of gauze. SQUICK!

But, another YAY, my margin from the second surgery was clean. Now it's a matter of waiting to start the oncology radiation. Because I tested positive on both hormone related tests, it may also mean up to 5 years of preventative use of tamoxifen or similar. I'm not keen on that last bit, seeing the "rare" but noted side effects. It seems like we move from disease to disease under current medical practice, the medicine used to stop X (breast cancer in this case) inducing Y (uterine cancer, reduced cognition and stroke, to name a few of tamoxifen's side effects). So it's a decision that I will have to carefully examine. 

From initial diagnosis to today, I have been heartened and comforted by your responses. And I'm sure we all agree, it's time for me to get my butt back in my writing chair. So feel free to start poking, tickling, stroking and spanking. Whatever gets the work -- and words -- done!

Love,
Christa

Breast cancer - or why you shouldn't be like me

On March 28th, I reported to my doctor's office bright and early (but not bright-eyed and bushy tailed because I'm a night owl). He had test results to give me following a breast biopsy on Monday. 

I didn't expect to hear anything bad. I mean...it's not like I really have any risk factors:


While I'm getting a little long in the tooth, I'm still early 40s (risk increases above age 50). The only hormone therapy I've ever had is for my thyroid and that only started a month ago (estrogen and progestin therapy (including estrogen therapy alone) increase risk). I had my first and only pregnancy well before age 30 (first pregnancy at 30 or later increases risk and early (in terms of the mother's age) breastfeeding is thought to reduce risk). I only used oral contraceptives for a very short period in my very early twenties, so that is a good two decades past (recent oral contraceptive use increases risk). I had my first period at around age 12.5 (a first period before age 12 increases risk). I do not drink (a known risk) or smoke (insufficient data, but identified as a potential risk). I don't have any first degree relatives (mother, sister, daughter) with breast cancer or beyond that into aunts or grandmothers (assuming the woman on my birth certificate didn't kidnap me from my real mother, something I'm still holding out hope for). 

Basically, my risk factors (beyond having breasts!) were two: (1) I'm mostly Caucasian (highest occurrence rate, followed by African American, but I'm also genetically Hispanic on my maternal grandfather's side and Native American on my paternal grandmother's side - both of which (along with Asians) have a lower risk), and (2) my BMI has been as high as 35.5  and is currently sitting at 27.1. This is a risk factor because most of a woman's estrogen comes from fat tissue and "having more fat tissue after menopause [not there yet!] can increase your chance of getting breast cancer by raising estrogen levels [...and] women who are overweight tend to have higher blood insulin levels [which has] also been linked to ... breast cancer."

TL;DR version - I was in the statistical safe zone. My chances of getting bad news were very low.

No one told my breast this or the invasive ductile carcinoma lounging around inside it and reading the real estate ads for a vacation home in my lymph nodes. 

I have three reasons for making this public:

First and foremost - I almost delayed my mammogram this year. 

Well, "delayed" isn't really a good word for it. More like I planned to skip all of my annual physical this year. Not because I don't have health insurance (I have pretty good insurance, we'll see if it's great insurance soon enough), or would have trouble scheduling it or would otherwise be inconvenienced in any real way. I just don't like going to doctors. Never have and I expect I never will. I went 17 years with only half a dozen doctor visits. I only made those half dozen visits because of really bad congestion/infection from seasonal colds. Seventeen years with no pap smear, no breast exam/mammogram, blood tests, etc., and you can bet I wasn't copping a monthly feel to check the health of my breasts on my own.

A few years back, though, it became apparent I had to go to a doctor. In the course of six months my arthritis had gone from unknown/undiagnosed with no symptoms of illness to horrible pain that kept me awake most of the night, hobbled every step I took and left me unable to so much as turn a key in a lock without tears springing to my eyes. 

So I went to the doctor (after my husband begged & nagged), got the RA diagnosis and had my first mammogram ever and my first pap smear in almost 2 decades. With a clean mammogram & pap, I started treatment for my RA (with very positive, immediate results so that I am symptom free most days) and brought my BMI down from 33.3 to 23.2.

I was being a very good girl indeed!

Second year, I had to have an additional mammogram after the first showed a mass, followed by an ultrasound. To my relief, I was informed the mass was just a cyst (it still is just a cyst, the cancer is hiding almost directly behind it). So, basically, I had two years of clean mammograms. 

Way to go, girls! 

That left me wondering this year whether I really needed to put aside my dislike of doctor visits and go three years in a row. I didn't think so. 

Lucky for me, my husband is an ass and thighs kind of guy. After a year of the cyst being RIGHT THERE (no change in size, location, etc.), we were fooling around as married couples are occasionally wont to do and he blurts out "what the hell is that?!" 

"That" was the cyst and his ill-timed outburst was followed by a couple of minutes of my telling him that, if he was more attentive to the girls, he would have felt THAT any number of times over the last year. 

"No biggie," I said. 

Again, my breast wasn't listening. Neither was my husband. 

So I said, "Fine, I'll schedule my annual and you'll see you're making a big deal out of nothing."

I was wrong and that is reason number one -- I want those hesitant, resistant women who put off regular check-ups and tell themselves "oh, but I don't have any significant risk factors" to stop. 

Right now, darlings. 

Stop. 

I didn't have any significant risk factors either, remember? Yet I still have breast cancer. 

Second - Treatment involves a lumpectomy and 30 radiation treatments over the course of six weeks. There will likely be vomiting and the potential for malaise and depression (in addition to these last two symptoms already being present due to the underactive thyroid discovered during the same physical exam). I may have to have a shunt on the productive (right) side of my body for a few weeks following the lumpectomy. (This is the limited scenario, in which results show no spread beyond the breast or the breast and a few of its lymph nodes.) 

Consequently, there will be days my productivity is significantly impaired, impacting my release schedule and how I prioritize writing projects. There may be strings of days I don't get around to reading email. I want my readers to know that.

Third, but never least - I want to say thank you and acknowledge that I have been very fortunate. Not only do I have a great husband (inattention to the girls notwithstanding!) that I can count on during and beyond treatment and good insurance to lessen the financial burden of treatment, but I also have the best job in the world because I have the best readers in the world!

In the last year, you've carried me from an employer/position I would be in tears to have in conjunction with a breast cancer diagnosis to a job that gives me ultimate flexibility in how, when and where I can work to help support my family. Without you and my fabulous husband, I would be curled up in bed wondering how I was going to make it all come out okay. 

Thank you!

Christa

Resources: 

I will be adding more links or a separate link page. Please feel free to include links in the comments section. 

Free/Low Cost Mammograms: http://ww5.komen.org/LowCostorFreeMam...
Understanding the types of breast cancer: http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/brea...
Risk factors: http://www.cancer.org/cancer/breastca...
Mammograms: Video on what to expect - http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/mamm...

Extended Riding Curves (BBW Erotic Romance)

Available on Amazon US - UK - CA | BN US - UK | Kobo | All Romance Ebooks | Apple | Smashwords 
If you purchased before approximately 2/21 (flesh cover, not cover to the left), see note at bottom of page
Plus-size graduate student Cecelia Harper is all set for a long weekend at her parents' lake house, but her car won't start. Family friend Aiden Perry offers a simple solution, she can ride with him on the back of his motorcycle. He promises to drive slowly, but it's not a fear of crashing that's stopping Cece from getting on the back of Aiden's bike. She's worried about what will happen when the engine is thrumming between her legs and she is pressed up against the big hard body of her secret crush. 
*********This 24,900+ word short story is for readers who enjoy secret crushes, big curves and bad boys with big bikes.
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His fingers working between our bodies, Aiden thumbed the button of my jeans open. Easing the pressure of his hips against mine, he undid the zipper with a slow, teasing efficiency. Releasing his hold on my head, he untucked my t-shirt. One hand slid under it and up my torso as the other slid beneath the top band of my panties. Plunging lower, his middle finger parted my labia. Under my shirt, he freed my breast from the bra and gave my nipple a slow tug.
"I don't know how you managed not to soak my seat, baby. Or burn a hole through it. You're pussy's so hot and wet."
My hips moved without instruction from my brain. Aiden rewarded me with a strangled moan. He cinched me closer and his mouth fastened on my throat. Sucking at my flesh, he fingered short strokes along my clit.
"Have you thought about us, Cece, before right now?"
I managed a small nod and a gurgle that sounded like "yes." It was all the self-control I could muster as I ground small circles against his fingertip.
He took another slow tug on my nipple. "Were you thinking about me on the bike?"
"Mmm-hmm." My hips surged and I felt a pulse of cream leave me. Breathing hard, I rocked up onto my tip toes as he continued rubbing the spine of my pussy.
"And before that?" He squeezed my mound, lifting and rocking me so that my toes only occasionally touched the floor. With my answer stuck in my chest, he lightly nipped my throat. "How long?"
How long?
Far too fucking long -- that was the answer.
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Okay - I hope this doesn't sound crazy convoluted. I could have released the extension (which brings Riding Curves to 24,900 words versus the 10,000 under old version) as a sequel or I could update the file. I chose to update the file so that readers who purchased the original received the extension for free. But this means different things for different readers, depending on their store.

B&N buyers - According to B&N support, you just have to delete the version on your Nook (device, not account) then go to your B&N account and tell it to redeliver Riding Curves to your Nook. You should then have the 24,900 word version with the motorcycle cover instead of the 10k version with Mr. Yummy and his sexy love ladder and those gloves I want him to wear the next time he...oh, sorry, got distracted. If this doesn't work for you, see the general note below.

Smashwords buyers - Smashwords always gives you access to every version uploaded by the author/publisher since you purchased. So you only need to log-in and select the version with the most recent date.

Kobo buyers - I'm still waiting for a response from Kobo support. See the general note below.

Amazon buyers - Hey, that's me, too, so I know Amazon will send out update notices or make the new version available but not send out a notice (they decide). I've made the request, but they can take up to four weeks to act/decide. If that feels crazy long (it kind of does, doesn't it?!), see general note below.

Apple & All Romance - These stores never had the short version. If you purchased from there, you have the most recent version.

General note - Any prior purchaser, regardless of platform or wait period (e.g. Amazon & Kobo), you may gmail wickedchrista and I will provide you with a coupon to get it free on Smashwords (Smashwords provides access to epub, mobi (which is supposed to sideload to Kindle), PDF, LRF, Palm & online). This is honor system (you don't have to send a receipt, etc.), but if you like the extension, please (please, please, please!) give the title a pimp someplace, such as a review, twitter, facebook or through some media that won't make you blush! :D

Pet Collection and a Freebie!

For a Curves freebie, go  here .   For Pet as a collection, visit Amazon US - UK - CA | BN US - UK | Kobo | All Romance | Apple | Smashwords
Billionaire CEO Griffin Montgomery thought he could buy the sexual submission of unemployed charity analyst Katelyn Willow without losing his heart.

He thought wrong.

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This 44,200+ word series collection is for readers who crave a dominating billionaire who wants more from his naïve pet than her body and obedience. He wants her heart -- even if he hasn't quite figured that out for himself! (Available separately as Billionaire's Pet 1-3)
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Griffin stopped, withdrew his hand. Katelyn ached from the absence of his touch. Opening her eyes, she looked at the pen. She didn't want his money and she wouldn't talk. Hell, she didn't want to see him ever again. That would only force her to relive the humiliation of wanting him so damn badly.

When he took a step away, she knew she had resisted too long. He was done with her. Fine, it was better that way. She detested the wealthy men she had met in her job -- they had everything, took everything and gave next to nothing. Griffin was no exception.

She started to push up from the desk.

His hand landed in the middle of her back, exerting enough pressure that she couldn't stand without straining. "Not done with you, beautiful."

Hearing the rustle of his running pants drop to the floor, her bones melted. He grabbed her hips. The fat crown of his cock rubbed along her needy slit.

She should hate the bastard instead of being so wet her juices dripped down her thighs. She'd denied herself too long, too afraid to count on a man for anything, even an orgasm. She had become vulnerable in the process to someone as masterful as Griffin Montgomery.

His hands slid down to her drenched pussy. Spreading her labia, he worked his thumbs in and out of her, priming her for his cock. Halfway to coming, her cunt throbbed with hard contractions. Her clit jerked up and down with each pulse of need running through her.

"I'm going to fuck you every day this week." He positioned the head of his cock against her opening, teasing her with a wiggle of his hips. "Several times daily."

He took a shallow dip in, the broad diameter of his cock stretching her almost to the point of pain. "You will come only with my permission."

Her hand clawed along the top of his desk before curling around the pen.

"You will agree to anything I want." He pulled out, rubbed his slick length between her thighs and over her achy clit. He hooked her bottom lip with one finger and forced her mouth open as his other hand gripped her ass. His thumb found the nervous pucker of her anus and stroked it. "And, baby, I want everything."

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Smoke & Curves - His to Dominate

His to Dominate, the first in a new three-book series, is going live: Amazon US - UK - CA | BN US - UK | Kobo | Smashwords | Sony | Apple | All Romance Ebooks

Plus-size secretary Mia James doesn't consider her resume's omission of the last two years of undergrad and her master's degree a lie. It's more like a failure to elaborate.

Too bad her billionaire boss disagrees.

Ex-Army interrogator and Chief Executive Bad Ass of a private military company, Collin Stark needs to know his new junior secretary isn't spying on Stark International. Trust the wrong woman with his heart and someone could wind up dead.

To convince Collin she's only guilty of being overqualified and desperate, Mia must consent to a private interrogation in which he will deploy all his tricks, starting with his favorite game.

Arousal Up.

Inhibition Down.

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This 7,900+ word short is the first installment (of three) in the Smoke & Curves series. (Originally released as Spanked by the Billionaire, writing as Ava Joy)
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Stark's footsteps echoed loudly in the large office as he approached me. He didn't stop a respectable distance away when he reached me. His hips pressed against my enlarged backside, the sudden heat of his flesh making me realize my skin had grown cold.

"Don't jump, Mia."

I hadn't moved and the command confused me until his hands came up around my head and a folded band of fabric brushed against my face. I drew a sharp breath in as the blindfold tightened and his fingers worked to tie a knot. His hips pressed against my backside, my bottom molding around a hard center bulge that made my knees weak.

"You left something off your resume, didn't you?"

"Y-yes."

His hands dropped to cradle my hips. When he spoke again, his mouth was right next to my ear, his breath curling warm against my flesh. He had to lean into me to do it, the size of my ass making it impossible otherwise. Feeling the hard press of his rigid flesh between my cheeks, I reflexively squeezed -- and wanted to die on the spot.

"A master's degree in data analytics and you take a job in the secretarial pool of a security company?"

I rested my head against the wall, the earlier tremble back and infecting my entire body. Stark circled one arm around my waist, his palm flat against my stomach to contain or control me. His other hand gripped my hip a little tighter as he cinched me to him.

"Who are you really working for?"

"You." I released the word with a sob as I realized my panties were slowly soaking through. He had me face forward in a corner, blindfolded, my job on the line and I was wet, so turned on that the muscles deep inside my cunt had started to flex and roll, my ass moving with them to cup and fondle his dick.

This wasn't right, wasn't anything like me.