by Dark Angel
Table of Contents
Prologue
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
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Epilogue
Table of Contents
Title Page
Description
Dedication
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Prologue
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
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Epilogue
A Special Treat from the Author
The Biggest Licker
Buyer’s Market
Blessed
The Virgin Market
Dirty Daddy
Offense & Defense
Princely Passions
12 Days
By Dark Angel
Copyright 2017 by Naughty Angel Publishing
All rights reserved
This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only.
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Description
On the 12th day of Christmas,
My true loves got for me
Well…it doesn’t even matter?
All I want is them
And for them to stuff their partridge in my pear tree...
Alyssa Morrow.
Pure and clean as fresh snow.
That is…until she met us.
Meet the 12 most eligible bachelors on the planet.
Self-made billionaires who trade in true love.
Packaged. Shipped. And sold.
Our bodies will ruin you for other men.
Yet no woman has ever tamed us.
No woman has ever gotten close.
We use them. Then lose them.
And now we’re going to show her how its done.
She thinks she’s going to conquer us.
Maybe she can tempt one. Tease the other.
But all 12 of us?
No way.
We’ll drive her to drink instead.
And what she gonna be drinking?
Just a hint...it ain’t no egg nog.
Dedication
To all my angels, for when one true love just isn't enough.
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WineBar
36 Inches
Cunning Linguist
Single TV Dad
Sevensome
Head Hunter
Blessed
Offense & Defense
Princely Passions
Lust Muscle
The Biggest Licker
Cindersmellya
100 Days
24 Inches
Stories From The 6 Train
Mr. President
Dirty Daddy
D.I.L.F.
12 Inches
Python
Wicked Lil’ Brat
Red & Blue
Jailbait
Abby Angel
Goldicox
Secrets & Silk
Boxers & Briefs
Profit & Lace
Mergers & Acquisitions
Woman of the House
Men of the House
Dark Angel
Overtime
Seven Deadly Sinners
Three Beasts
Murder/Love
Hostile Work Environment
B.I.L.F.
Buyer’s Market
Gambling For the Virgin
The Virgin Market
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Prologue
“So what have we decided?” the man at the head of the table asks in a muted tone.
“We’re looking at Christmas day for launch,” I say quietly.
“Isn’t that a little…unorthodox?” another voice speaks up.
Murmurs come across the room as I meet each of their gazes. Each of us in the room is equal, and no decision goes without our agreement. This one is no different, but he’s right about that.
“Analysis shows this town won’t exactly be in agreement with our presence, as it stands, and we need something big to show them to really reel them in. Project Partridge is exactly that,” I say, pulling a stack of papers from under the table and tapping them. I slip a copy to each of the other eleven men at the table with me.
They slowly read over the papers and nod, one by one.
“And how have the testing phases been?” a man to my left asks.
“Zero negatives so far in phases 1 and 2. Subject 003 had particularly glowing reviews, and 010 showed incredibly promising results. We’re looking into what may be unique about her particular physiology to garner such a strong reaction, but our current hypothesis is that she’s simply mentally receptive to the formula. No evidence points to anything adverse whatsoever,” yet another says.
Everyone nods, pleased to hear that. Further subdued murmurs spread across the room.
“Have advertisements gone out accordingly?” the man at the head of the table asks.
The man next to him nods and h
ands him a pamphlet.
“We currently have full reviews published, FDA approval pending and in line, and full ad traffic ready for launch,” he says.
Another man speaks up. “Pending?”
“Yes, unfortunately. Apparently, they are hiring an independent reviewer to go over everything in a little more detail. It’s nothing we can’t handle, though,” he says, smiling.
The one at the table nods. “Good, then. I believe that concludes formal business.”
We each relax upon hearing this. I begin to hear the sounds of each of my colleague’s assistants. I look down at my own, under the table, as she takes my whole cock into her throat. I look around and see, by the looks on their faces, that they’re getting similar treatment.
A few of them pull their pants up and excuse themselves to go to their personal offices, their assistants cleaning up their paperwork and quickly following them, wiping spit from their own mouths. I settle in, instead, letting the girl under the table fulfill her task.
As she slides her mouth up and down my cock, the man at the head of the table pulls his assistant out from under the table and swiftly bends her over. A loud smack echoes across the room as we all watch on, smiling and commenting our approval.
My assistant begins to stroke her hand up and down my cock as she slides her mouth along with it, suctioning me tightly. I run my fingers through her hair and press down on her head, slowly fucking her mouth as I watch my colleagues across the room.
The environment here at True Love is one of the best, and this is why. We’re an incredibly successful company, and realistically, we could do whatever we want, wherever we want. Our latest product is just one of many ventures we’re dipping into, and when we have our eyes set on something, we come out on top no matter who is in our way.
Directly to my left, I notice my colleague has followed suit and has taken his assistant out from under the table as well. He’s sitting down in his chair and directs her to strip her clothes as he watches.
She slowly takes off her well-fitted and rather smart-looking business suit, piece by piece, very pleased with the attention the entire room is giving her, especially the attention from her boss. He slowly strokes each patch of skin she reveals as she strips. Then, she slides her panties down.
Once she’s completely nude, he lays her backwards on the table and spreads her legs wide. He takes a moment to admire her drenched cunt before diving in face first. She moans loudly as he works her with his tongue and fingers vehemently. She’s quickly orgasms under his touch.
Hearing this, my assistant begins to moan as well. I can tell she’s incredibly charged by the atmosphere of the room around her, and I notice she’s already worked her own hand up her skirt and inside her panties.
I don’t mind, since she’s become even more passionate than usual in how she’s sucking my cock. I begin to thrust my hips, pressing deeper into her mouth as I start to cradle her head between my hands.
Her eyes flick up to mine, and as our gazes meet. I begin to fuck her mouth earnestly. She smiles with a mouthful of cock, dropping her hands on my legs and letting herself go completely. With each thrust, she rotates her head, driving my cock deeper into her mouth, swirling her tongue at different angles to hit every spot of pleasure she can.
She’s well worth her pay, at least, I think to myself as I slowly hear the sounds of male and female orgasm echo intermittently through the boardroom.
Finally, my assistant stands up, unable to contain herself any further. She drops her panties in a rush and lowers herself onto my lap. She reaches down and guides my cock to the entrance of her drenched cunt and drops down onto me, taking my full length in with no hesitation. She lets out an orgasmic moan as she immediately comes.
I grip her hips tightly and begin to thrust up as we both enjoy the view around us. There are three more of my colleagues left in the room, with their respective assistants, and their respective cocks jammed up in said assistants at this point.
A smile forms on my face as one of the girls drops off the cock she’s riding to fall to her knees, her face plastered with an expectant and lewd smile. After a few tight strokes of the huge cock in front of her, she quickly finds herself drenched in rope after rope of thick cum. It’s always a fantastic look, seeing a girl’s face and tits completely coated like that.
I grip my assistant’s breasts tightly as I she begins to ride me furiously. Her moans echo out even louder now, drowning out the others as her body rocks with orgasm after orgasm. Her juices squirt out onto the table in front of me as she squirms and spasms on my cock, drenching my arguably useless paperwork. The sight of it is more than enough to set me off.
My back arches as I grip her hips for leverage once more. I feel my cock swell as I pump a few hard, measured thrusts up into her cunt. My balls slap upwards as the cum in them boils upwards, finally exploding from my cock directly into her waiting cunt.
The intensity forces my cum to spill outwards over her legs almost immediately, flooding her to the brim as I pump into her with a few more jerky thrusts. I let her relax onto me as the last few spurts of my orgasm spew into her. We both sit, panting and soaked in our own fluids, surveying our finally calming surroundings. We notice more than a few pairs of eyes on us as well; apparently, we were quite the show.
After a few minutes, she finally stands up and straightens her dress, leaving her panties down on the floor. She picks up the paperwork and stares down at the soaked mess in slight disappointment. Then, shrugs and packs it all together anyway.
“I’ll have a few more copies at the ready for later,” she says, with a slight shudder. I look down at the thick stream of cum oozing from under her skirt and smirk.
She winks at me playfully before walking out of the boardroom, every eye in the hallway on her as she journeys back to her office.
Chapter 1
Alyssa
As I walk up to the building, I desperately try not to show how frantic I am. This is my big break. The FDA is an awesome assignment, and proving myself here is the only thing that stands in the way of making my contractor status more permanent.
And what a cush job they gave me, too. Just a friendly stroll through the files of this conglomerate, and I should have no problem delivering a number of skeletons for the boys at the home office to drill them on.
I look up at the hugely impressive structure before me, and think to myself, You hear that? You don’t stand a chance against me, True Love!
I take a deep, steadying breath and continue on to the door. When I walk in, the first thing that catches my eye is how high the security desk is. Usually, there’s some type of raised platform for them, but this is so tall, I can't tell if the guard is standing or sitting behind it.
Honestly, he could be hiding anything back there. Huh, so right off the bat, they’re trying to hide things. This will be even easier than I thought.
When I reach the security desk, I flash my brightest, most winning smile at the guard.
"Hello, how are you tod—"
The security guard interrupts me, mumbling something, and I have no idea what he’s saying. I'm thrown off for a second by his brusque manner and the fact that he hasn't even bothered to look at me.
"Uh, I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"Name." This time there’s a little edge to his voice.
Usually, I have no problem flirting my way into places like this, but this guy isn't even glancing at me. I thrust my chest out, squeezing my arms together slightly to really make the girls pop.
"Uh, Alyssa Morrow. I'm here to see—"
"Look here, please." He points to a spot on the desk.
"Wha—"
"Thank you."
After a moment, I realize there’s a security camera built into the desk. He must be able to see me in a monitor behind the tall counter. That's why he doesn’t look at me. Rude, but intimidating. Okay fine, you win this one, True Love.
They must be taking my picture to issue some sort of ID badge whil
e I'm here. A bit paranoid for a company whose product line consists entirely of fashionable scents, perfumes and colognes.
Part of me realizes I might be just a little bitter because there’s no way this is a flattering picture of me. The guard waits for the printer to finish, then he hands me a badge with a lanyard.
Sure enough, I can tell I'm right in the middle of saying 'what,' in the shot, but to everyone else, I'm sure it looks like me just holding my mouth open, as if waiting for something to come right into it, like food or a drink or…Oh my god. My whole face suddenly feels like it's on fire as I realize exactly what it looks like in this picture.
Get a hold of yourself, girlfriend! There’s a fuck-ton riding on you right now! I can’t be distracted by silly things. I’m here to be professional, efficient, and get my job done.
I look around sheepishly, but the guard doesn't seem to notice and no one else is paying attention as they walk past the desk.
The guard motions toward the row of seats along the wall.
“Please wait there. Owen will be with you shortly.”
“Okay, thank you.” As I walk away I swear I hear something from behind the desk. It sounds like movement, and a wet noise. Must be my imagination.
I walk over to the row of seats and choose one near the inside of the building. I don't want to come across as being too anxious to get in there. Shifting through my paperwork, I check to make sure I have it all there: the public information on the company, its worth, employee count, office locations, anything else I could look up about it.
Then I read through the information provided by the FDA: examples of what to look for as far as hidden files and the like, compounds to look for in the formulas, some of questionable content, others that are flat out illegal. There are notes on how to spot bookkeeping omissions or practices for hiding material or money transfers, and a list of all the suspected illicit activities that the company might be engaging in.
All very orderly. All very neat. All very deadly to this organization, if what I suspect about them is true.
As I finish with my paperwork, I look up to see if I can find this Owen, who my boss said is supposed to escort me to the meeting. That’s when I start to notice the people busily walking past me.
They’re all ridiculously gorgeous! Not just the women either—the men are all sexy as hell. I mean, some of these guys could be in underwear ads, and others, well, I’m sure they already are.
