by Amber Heart
Contents
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Blurb
Naughty Pleasure
Secret Tutor
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Bonus Chapter
Epilogue
College Bad Boy
Full Story
Training The Slave
Full Story
The Mechanic
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Bonus Chapter
Epilogue
The Singer
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Bonus Chapter
Epilogue
Training The New Maid
Full Story
He's Your Boss
Full Story
The Boy Next Door
Full Story
The Project
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Bonus Chapter
Epilogue
Stretched Wide By Three Men
Full Story
Family First
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Epilogue
Bonus Chapter
The Secret Play Room
Full Story
Dirty Cruise
Preface: Who Am I?
Chapter One: The Plan
Chapter Two: The Islander
Chapter Three: A Welcome Visit
Chapter Four: The Entrée
Chapter Five: The Main Course
College Daddy
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Epilogue
Bonus Chapter
Slave To My Boss
Full Story
Our Secret
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Our Secret
Bonus Chapter
Epilogue
Tied Up And Teased
Full Story
His Biography
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chatper 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Bonus Chapter
Epilogue
The Perfect Slave
Full Story
Trust Fund Bad Boy
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Seduced By My Boss
Full Story
Stretched Wide In The Club
Full Story
Money Eyes
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Epilogue
Stretched By The Biker
Full Story
Two Days Left
Full Story
The House Party
Full Story
Sex Addiction
Full Story
Billionaire Boys Club
Full Story
The Club Owner
Full Story
Shared By Two Men
Full Story
BDSM Club
Full Story
Santa’s Hot Naughty List
Full Story
Spanked and Teased
Full Story
Pounded By The Footballer
Full Story
Teased In The Sauna
Full Story
Wife Swapping Police Officers
Full Story
Bound By The Coach
Preface: Who Am I?
Chapter One: The New Coach
Chapter Two: Take Me
Chapter Three: New Things
Chapter Four: Slavery
Chapter Five: How Was It
Taken By The Black Guy
Full Story
The Wild Cowboy
Full Story
The Immortal Were Curse
Full Story
Punish The Cheerleader
Full Story
Stretch The Church Girl
Preface: Who Am I?
Chapter One: All Consuming Passion
Chapter Two: Awakened
Chapter Three: Naughty Girl
Chapter Four: Master, I need You
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Perra In Ibiza
Full Story
Perra In Ibiza: Part II
Full Story
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Chapter 1
Chase yanked his helmet off and took a deep breath. It had been one of those practices where everything went right and he was feeling pretty damn good. Someone smacked him on the back and he turned to see their quarterback, Logan Brantley, grinning at him. He returned the grin and the fist bump.
“You killed it out there today!” Logan said, passing him a bottle of water. “We’re headed to the playoffs for sure.”
“We’re only 4 games into the season,” Chase replied, tucking his helmet under his arm and opening the bottle. He downed half of it before he stopped for breath. It might be the beginning of October, but it sure as hell didn’t feel like it in Louisiana. He would have sworn it was still summertime by the heat shimmering in the air. “But I like the confidence.”
He and Logan didn’t talk much, at least nothing other than what needed to be said. Chase had expected it to take some time for everyone to get used to him when he transferred in at the beginning of the year, so he hadn’t taken it personally. He’d mostly been hanging out with the second string guys and making sure that he was playing at the top of his game. Today it had all come together perfectly and he’d made a difficult play on the first try. And apparently it had finally been enough to prove to the rest of the team that he deserved his place as the starting wide receiver.
“Why wouldn’t I be confident?” Logan demanded. “I’m already the best quarterback in the game. You transfer in from some nowhere college and now I’ve got the best wide receiver out there--”
“And I guess I don’t have anything to do with it?”
Both of them turned to find themselves facing their coach. His arms were crossed over his broad chest and one eyebrow was raised.
“Hey, everybody knows you’re the best,” Logan said smoothly. “I just hadn’t gotten to you yet.”
Rick Davis shook his head, clearly fighting a bit of a smile. “The only thing you boys need to be getting to is the showers,” he said. “There’s no need to stand around counting your chickens before they hatch.”
“Is that a southern thing?” Chase asked as he and Logan headed into the locker room. Logan wasn’t from Louisiana, but he was from Georgia, which Chase considered close enough.
“Is what a southern thing?”
“The constant use of idioms.” Chase pulled his shirt off and then dropped down to the bench to unlace his shoes. “Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. You’re making a mountain out of a molehill. You’re barking up the wrong tree. I mean, what is that?”
“Well, if you don’t like it, don’t do it,” Logan said, grabbing a towel and heading for the shower.
“I’ve never barked at a tree in my life,” Chase protested.
“What?” Evan, the running back and one of the Louisiana natives, said.
“Just Chase losing his mind,” Logan called before Chase could explain himself. “His Montana brain can’t handle our colorful speech patterns.”
“Is it making you madder than a wet hen?” Evan asked. “Or does it just burn your biscuits?”
“Are those different?” Chase asked.
“Like night and day,” Ricky, the second string quarterback and Chase’s roommate, said with a grin.
“I don’t know what the problem is,” Mike, their kicker, added. “I thought cowboys talked like that too.”
“Who says I’m a cowboy?” Chase demanded.
“You’re from Montana,” Evan answered as if that settled it.
“Sure,” Chase said. “And both of my parents are lawyers. I didn’t exactly spend my time wrangling cattle back home.”
“Do you, or do you not, have a Stetson in your dorm room?” Mike demanded.
Chase cleared his throat and grabbed a towel. “That’s not the point.”
He could hear their laughter follow him as he ducked under the shower spray. The water was pretty cold, but he relished it after the long practice in the heat of the day. In Montana it would have been damn near freezing at night and pleasantly brisk during the daylight hours. Here, he was lucky if the low hit 70.
He did miss the fall weather back home, but he would have put up with a whole lot worse for a chance to play for Coach Davis. The man was an icon and the fact that he’d wanted Chase on his team had been an honest to God dream come true. He’d never been more confident that he could actually play for the NFL. Which was good because, despite his parents best efforts, he had absolutely no backup plan.
Chase realized he’d been standing under the cool spray for a while and hurried to finish his shower. The other guys were already heading out. He scrubbed his hands through his wet hair, pushing it back before turning the water off and stepping out. He wrapped a towel around his waist and headed to his locker. He pulled his jeans on and dug through hoping to find a relatively clean shirt somewhere in the depths of his locker.
“Glad I caught you.”
He turned in surprise and saw his Coach Davis standing just inside the doorway. He looked pretty serious.
“Come to my office when you’re done here.”
Chase hadn’t been on the team as long as most of the other guys, but he knew that the coach didn’t like to be questioned. “Sure, I’ll head right over.”
With a nod, Coach Davis was gone again, leaving Chase to worry about what the sudden request for a meeting meant. He went over everything that had happened during practice. He’d missed one or two passes, but no one was perfect. And he’d made some great catches and runs too. Plus, he’d nailed one of the new plays on the very first try.
He pulled his cleanest tee shirt over his head and yanked on his sneakers. Then he took a deep breath and walked down to the coach’s office. There was no sense in waiting around. If it was bad news, he’d rather get it over with.
There was a grunt of acknowledgment in response to his knock. Davis was a man of few words
.
Chase pushed the door open. “Hey, Coach.”
“Have a seat, Franklin.”
The coach never called anyone on the team by their first name. Chase did as he asked, trying to look much more calm than he felt. Coach Davis took a second to finish signing the paper in front of him and then looked up, studying Chase for a moment before he spoke.
“Good job on that play earlier. I’ve never seen anyone get it right on the first try before today.”
“Thanks.” Was that what he’d wanted to talk about? Chase felt himself begin to relax.
“I talked to Meg Porter earlier today.”
Chase blinked, utterly thrown by the change in subject. “What? Who--”
“She’s your math teacher.” Rick Davis’s tone was not amused. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that you’re bombing the class if you can’t even remember the woman’s name.”
Chase felt the back of his neck heat up. “I...I do know her name. It’s just not what I was expecting. I like Professor Porter a lot.”
“You just hate math?”
“No. Math hates me,” he said miserably. “You can see it on my high school transcript. I barely squeaked by admissions to get into college.”
The coach looked at him for a moment, rubbing his chin. “How’d you get your grades up enough to get in here?”
“My sister, Sydney. She’s great at all of this stuff. She always helped me with my math.”
“Do you think that would help now? Getting a tutor, I mean. I’m not about to fly your sister in.”
Chase gave a quick smile. “I doubt she’d have time. She just had twins this summer. And...I mean...we could try.”
Honestly, he had no idea if a tutor would help at this point. He hadn’t understood anything his math teacher had said since the first day, and he’d never had a tutor. At least, not one that wasn’t related to him.
