Craving Sugar by Elena M. Reyes
Title: Craving Sugar
Author: Elena M. Reyes
Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance
Release Date: October 27, 2017
Blurb
Earn extra
cash by becoming a high-class companion.
cash by becoming a high-class companion.
Travel,
eat, and have your every expense taken care of.
eat, and have your every expense taken care of.
The catch:
I’ll be someone’s sugar baby for a year. Paid to be a private escort.
I’ll be someone’s sugar baby for a year. Paid to be a private escort.
Beau Carter
is young and beautiful with a bright future ahead of her. Her dreams of
becoming the first woman in her family to graduate from college are just within
her grasp, when the financial aid runs out. Up to her eyeballs in debt, she
works night and day to make ends meet, but even that can only last for so long.
is young and beautiful with a bright future ahead of her. Her dreams of
becoming the first woman in her family to graduate from college are just within
her grasp, when the financial aid runs out. Up to her eyeballs in debt, she
works night and day to make ends meet, but even that can only last for so long.
Hendrix
Parker lost it all four years ago. Angry at the world, he’s become an asshole—a
bitter shell of the man his family once loved. A recluse, he is now forced to
leave his sanctuary in the Florida Keys and become an active member of the real
estate developer community he now dominates.
Parker lost it all four years ago. Angry at the world, he’s become an asshole—a
bitter shell of the man his family once loved. A recluse, he is now forced to
leave his sanctuary in the Florida Keys and become an active member of the real
estate developer community he now dominates.
Problem
is—he’s all alone and needs a buffer. Someone to draw attention away from him.
is—he’s all alone and needs a buffer. Someone to draw attention away from him.
“I bought
you to be my whore.”
you to be my whore.”
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Excerpt
ONE
Hendrix
“I’m not hiring a
whore,” I all but snarled, pissed at the idiot in front of me. I was tired and
stressed; lacked the basic urge to be an understanding individual,
Hendrix
“I’m not hiring a
whore,” I all but snarled, pissed at the idiot in front of me. I was tired and
stressed; lacked the basic urge to be an understanding individual,
much less give the asshole in front of me the
benefit of doubt.
benefit of doubt.
Jax, my closest friend since college, had caught
me off guard—something that never happened these days.
me off guard—something that never happened these days.
Nothing surprised me anymore, not since that
night four years ago. The night my entire world stopped.
night four years ago. The night my entire world stopped.
Fuck. Focus on the here and now.
“Why?” he asked, bringing me away from that dark
path filled with memories—moments frozen in time that never failed to haunt me.
“Answer me.”
path filled with memories—moments frozen in time that never failed to haunt me.
“Answer me.”
The jerk sounded amused—a pit bull with a bone.
He wasn’t going to let it go.
He wasn’t going to let it go.
Rubbing a hand down my face, I bit back a tired
groan. “No.”
groan. “No.”
Of all the moronic crap he could have spewed, I
had not been expecting this; for me to hire someone to play the role of my
girlfriend for the next few months.
had not been expecting this; for me to hire someone to play the role of my
girlfriend for the next few months.
“Think about it, Hendrix. It’s legal, safe...” he
ticked each reason off with his fingers “...and, she must sign an NDA to
enter into this kind of an agreement. No one will know.”
ticked each reason off with his fingers “...and, she must sign an NDA to
enter into this kind of an agreement. No one will know.”
Slamming back the shot of whiskey in my glass, I
leveled him with a glare. “Get the fuck out.”
leveled him with a glare. “Get the fuck out.”
“Speak up, man. Your staff went home.” Holding
his now-empty tumbler out in front of him, he twirled the glass atop my desk.
“There’s no one here to judge you. That prim and proper act you put on can be
turned off.”
his now-empty tumbler out in front of him, he twirled the glass atop my desk.
“There’s no one here to judge you. That prim and proper act you put on can be
turned off.”
“Is all this a joke to you?” I hissed out from
between clenched teeth. “Am I your amusement for the evening?”
between clenched teeth. “Am I your amusement for the evening?”
“Come off it, Parker. I
came here to see the asshole I know, my friend, not this...” he waved his hand
absentmindedly in my direction. “To be honest, I don’t even know who you are
anymore.”
came here to see the asshole I know, my friend, not this...” he waved his hand
absentmindedly in my direction. “To be honest, I don’t even know who you are
anymore.”
“Then leave.”
“No. Enough with the hiding. Emptiness—”
I slammed my hand down; the cup of pens close to
me tipped over from the impact. “Don’t go there, Jax. Just get up and walk out.
Quit pushing.”
me tipped over from the impact. “Don’t go there, Jax. Just get up and walk out.
Quit pushing.”
“Jesus, man, what the hell is holding you back? A
memory? Ghost?”
memory? Ghost?”
“Enough.”
“Dammit, Hendrix.” He pushed his chair back and
stood to pace the length of my office. Ran a hand roughly through his blonde
hair in agitation. “This...” he pointed a finger between us “... is an
intervention. You’re young, successful, rich—own the real estate game in South
Florida. Known as an asshole, a shark in the business arena, and that’s gained
you quite a desired reputation.” Stopping by the window on the far right, Jax
turned and glared. “You have that whole tall, dark, and handsome shit going on
with your over six-foot-two stature and brooding charm. People respect you, but
fuck, man, that’s not enough when you’ve forgotten what it’s like to live.”
stood to pace the length of my office. Ran a hand roughly through his blonde
hair in agitation. “This...” he pointed a finger between us “... is an
intervention. You’re young, successful, rich—own the real estate game in South
Florida. Known as an asshole, a shark in the business arena, and that’s gained
you quite a desired reputation.” Stopping by the window on the far right, Jax
turned and glared. “You have that whole tall, dark, and handsome shit going on
with your over six-foot-two stature and brooding charm. People respect you, but
fuck, man, that’s not enough when you’ve forgotten what it’s like to live.”
“I’m content enough.”
Jax scoffed at my response, his hands placed on
the window ledge in front of him. “Content is the equivalent of blah. My
friend, you need to rediscover the feel of a woman beneath you. The passion.
The heat between her legs.”
the window ledge in front of him. “Content is the equivalent of blah. My
friend, you need to rediscover the feel of a woman beneath you. The passion.
The heat between her legs.”
Ignoring his spiel, I shut my laptop off and
stored it. “Still a no on hiring someone just to appease you.”
stored it. “Still a no on hiring someone just to appease you.”
No matter how desperate I was to pull the
pressure off my persona.
pressure off my persona.
No matter how long it’d been since I dipped my
dick into something tight...wet.
dick into something tight...wet.
Smirk firmly in place, he walked back over and
grabbed the bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label on my desk. “Prude much,
Parker?” He poured himself another fifth and then sipped slowly, all the while
studying me with a cocked brow. “And I never once mentioned hiring a whore.”
grabbed the bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label on my desk. “Prude much,
Parker?” He poured himself another fifth and then sipped slowly, all the while
studying me with a cocked brow. “And I never once mentioned hiring a whore.”
Pushing my glass toward him, I sat back. “What’s
the difference? Both are paid to keep you company.”
the difference? Both are paid to keep you company.”
“Sugar babies are where it’s at, my friend. A
mutual exchange of benefits.”
mutual exchange of benefits.”
“Answer me this...” Jax nodded “...is money
exchanged?”
exchanged?”
“It can be if—”
Holding a hand up, I halted his pathetic excuse.
“And you don’t call that prostitution?”
“And you don’t call that prostitution?”
“Would you say my girlfriend Crystal is a
prostitute?” What would the young woman I met on his boat a few weeks back have
to do with anything? “That she’s easy and out to make a quick buck?”
prostitute?” What would the young woman I met on his boat a few weeks back have
to do with anything? “That she’s easy and out to make a quick buck?”
The hell?
“She’s...?” I asked, because Jesus. Was this man
really sitting here in my office telling me he had a live-in play toy? That he
bought her? “What kind of barbaric shit is this? How could you do that? What if
word gets out, you idiot.”
really sitting here in my office telling me he had a live-in play toy? That he
bought her? “What kind of barbaric shit is this? How could you do that? What if
word gets out, you idiot.”
“And if it did, so what? I’m not ashamed of her
or us.” His jaw was set tight, and his blue eyes dared me to say anything
negative about her. Jax, my easygoing friend, was pissed. Fuming, if the way
his hands were clenched was anything to go by.
or us.” His jaw was set tight, and his blue eyes dared me to say anything
negative about her. Jax, my easygoing friend, was pissed. Fuming, if the way
his hands were clenched was anything to go by.
“I meant no offense to her, but couldn’t you meet
someone through a more traditional route? Someone who cares about more than
just the zeros that decorate your bank balance?” This entire conversation was
giving me a headache, and I rubbed my temples. I was too tired to continue
trying to make sense of this confession.
someone through a more traditional route? Someone who cares about more than
just the zeros that decorate your bank balance?” This entire conversation was
giving me a headache, and I rubbed my temples. I was too tired to continue
trying to make sense of this confession.
“And I’ll counter that question with one of my
own.” My mouth opened to protest, but he shook his head before taking another
sip of whiskey. His eyes were on mine, unwavering. Looking for something.
“Wouldn’t you rather meet someone and know their intentions up front? No games
or playing pretend. A mutual and even exchange.”
own.” My mouth opened to protest, but he shook his head before taking another
sip of whiskey. His eyes were on mine, unwavering. Looking for something.
“Wouldn’t you rather meet someone and know their intentions up front? No games
or playing pretend. A mutual and even exchange.”
Headache now pounding, I pushed back my seat as
if I were standing to leave. “Still not interested—”
if I were standing to leave. “Still not interested—”
Not taking the bait, Jax leaned over the table, a
mischievous look in his eye. “Then let me paint a better picture for you,
Parker.” He was about to drop some knowledge on me, and I knew it. Should’ve
seen it coming for miles. “You have two months to find a date for the few events
honoring your pompous ass this fall. And before you say that you’ll decline and
hide away on your boat in the Keys, it’s not going to happen. The mayor will
not take no for an answer...he and his wife live for these events. To
mingle with the rich and arrogant.”
mischievous look in his eye. “Then let me paint a better picture for you,
Parker.” He was about to drop some knowledge on me, and I knew it. Should’ve
seen it coming for miles. “You have two months to find a date for the few events
honoring your pompous ass this fall. And before you say that you’ll decline and
hide away on your boat in the Keys, it’s not going to happen. The mayor will
not take no for an answer...he and his wife live for these events. To
mingle with the rich and arrogant.”
“Would you stop worrying about my life? I’ll be
fine.” Absentmindedly, I ran my fingers across my short beard. My mind still
reeled from his admission.
fine.” Absentmindedly, I ran my fingers across my short beard. My mind still
reeled from his admission.
I’d spoken to Crystal that day and was impressed.
In school, and working toward her master’s in psychology, she seemed to have a
good head on her shoulders.
In school, and working toward her master’s in psychology, she seemed to have a
good head on her shoulders.
Didn’t hurt one bit that the body attached to the
head was downright sexy.
head was downright sexy.
His laughter pulled my attention away from the
memory of the tiny auburn-haired beauty in a bikini. “Admit it, Hendrix, you’re
curious.” Tone smug, he had a gloating gleam in his eye.
memory of the tiny auburn-haired beauty in a bikini. “Admit it, Hendrix, you’re
curious.” Tone smug, he had a gloating gleam in his eye.
“Not in the least.”
“So, if I informed you that the account was
already made and you have some hits, you wouldn’t care? I should just shut
everything down?”
already made and you have some hits, you wouldn’t care? I should just shut
everything down?”
My fists clenched in anger. “Are you serious? Do
you have any idea what that could do to my reputation—”
you have any idea what that could do to my reputation—”
“Let me stop you right there.” Holding out a hand
toward me, Jax dug into his laptop bag on the chair beside him. From inside he
pulled out a plain manila folder and pushed it across toward me. “This is all
the information you’ll need: contract, company NDA that I signed for you,
health screening information, and what you’ll need to submit. Read it. Sleep on
it. Check out the website and the girls’ files available for possible match.”
toward me, Jax dug into his laptop bag on the chair beside him. From inside he
pulled out a plain manila folder and pushed it across toward me. “This is all
the information you’ll need: contract, company NDA that I signed for you,
health screening information, and what you’ll need to submit. Read it. Sleep on
it. Check out the website and the girls’ files available for possible match.”
“I don’t have time for this.”
“Too
late. It’s already done.”
late. It’s already done.”
Author Bio
Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is
the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she
would.
the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she
would.
As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of
art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she
could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth
grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E.
Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.
Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with
hours of pleasure. It wasn't until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst
to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her
husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and
letting her characters grow.
art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she
could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth
grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E.
Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.
Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with
hours of pleasure. It wasn't until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst
to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her
husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and
letting her characters grow.
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