Note from Gwen
With this title, I return to one of my favourite subjects: curvy women who end up dominated by handsome, older alpha males. A warm beach tale to keep you warm this winter! đŸ™‚
Billionaire on the Beach (BBW BDSM erotic romance)
By Gwendolyn Bridges
Seeking to escape a dreadful family vacation, plus-sized Katie sneaks onto a private beach owned by a reclusive, enigmatic and handsome billionaire. Caught trespassing, Katie finds herself bound, blindfolded and subjected to probing questions–entirely at the mercy of a billionaire who wants nothing more than to dominate this BBW completely.
WARNING:Â This 8,000 word erotic romance contains BDSM, bondage, spanking with paddle, clothespins play, orgasm denial and tropically hot curvy girl sex in chains!
EXCERPT
“Good, Katherine,” he said, moving back into view in front of me. As he moved back to the serving cart, I caught sight of a telltale bulge in his suit pants. His steely eyes locked with mine.
“You are learning,” he said. “That makes me happy. And you like making me happy, don’t you?”
I nodded, so focused on the game we were playing. I realized then that I didn’t really want to leave anymore. I wanted to stay with Mr. Lawson and see how this played out.
“We are in agreement, then, that you were bad. And also in agreement that bad girls must be punished. Is that right, Katherine?”
I nodded slowly, dropping my eyes and breaking our gaze.
“Then the punishment must continue,” he explained, letting his hand hover over the tools on the cart. I watched as he picked up two of the clothespins and dropped them in the breast pocket of his suit jacket. He walked toward me again, standing in front of me this time.
“It’s not right, Katherine, that anyone would ever use a word like ‘fat’ to describe you,” he said, letting his eyes move over my body, from my wet and engorged pussy up to my heaving tits. “In my estimation, you are the definition of well-proportioned.”
His hands came to a rest on my breasts. His touch was electric, especially as he brushed fingers against my hard nipples. I let a small moan escape my lips.
“Well-proportioned, yes, but bad,” Mr. Lawson said, kneading my tits. “And in need of punishment.”
