billionaire-erotica

What happened tonight won't change a thing.""You're mistaken, Lila. Everything started changing the moment we met.

I'm going to own your body, Lila, because you f*cking own mine.

Sex or sleep? What will it be, Lila?

Look at the huge success of Fifty Shades of Grey. The girl in the book lets a rich guy beat her and ritually rape her, and she likes it! She finds it erotic! But imagine if Christian Grey wasn't a billionaire. Imagine if he lived in a dirty old trailer down by the river. Then that story wouldn't be a sexy romance novel, but an episode of CSI.

When guys try to get a good job and make a lot of money, it's so that they can find a good mate, because they know women like guys with money. Big tits are to men, what big wallets are to women. A sexy woman can have almost any man she wants. And a rich guy can have almost any woman he wants.

Attraction is a funny thing. Women can be beautiful and still do nothing for me. They can be stereotypically sexy and I will still pass them over. They can look innocent and it won__ interest me, have a sassy attitude and I__l be looking elsewhere. I get bored easily and am as fickle as April weather.

The loud rasp of leather yanked through Carson__ belt loops sent her attention to his torso.__hat are you doing?_ London__ panicked gaze shot to his face.__ don__ have a collar on me.___ am wholly disinterested in being collared.___ne weekend, London._ He grasped one of her hips with his free hand. __f you__e disappointed at any time, you can walk. I__l never speak of it again. Our work together will go unaffected. No one__nd I mean no one__ut us will know.___ould you put that in writing?_ Her eyes filled with mischief.Priceless. London lured him toward a lightning storm. He could play. Hell, nothing appealed in the moment more than a weekend playing with London. Yes, this is what he wanted. Now he needed to know if she was willing.____l do one better._ He snaked the belt around her waist until the leather rested against her hips.____ not a notch on a belt.___ou could never be a notch, London Chantelle. You__e the whole belt, sugar.__er face softened, and the playfulness in her eyes died. He recognized the deliberation behind them, the wonder if she__ be safe, here and at work. London needn__ have worried. She might get scared, but mutual satisfaction was the only way his brand of sexual fulfillment worked.__ay yes or no._ He pressed his torso to her corseted body, the last space between her body and his obliterated. __ut say yes.___hat will happen if I say yes?___hat you want. What you__e probably always wanted.__er eyes misted with a surprising vulnerability. __es.

He was just beautiful. She'd never known a man could be beautiful, but he definitely was.

Check the top 1000 books on Amazon. Most of them have a shirtless guy on the cover, because they're smutty "romance novels" (read: porn for women) about a girl being swept off her feet by one (or more) billionaire alpha-males. There are literally tens of thousands of books out there about shirtless billionaire alpha-male vampires who can't wait to mate with you. Lucky you! And women eat that shit up! Men, not so much. Men prefer to watch actual porn.