Now Available! Sinful Pleasures by Emmanuel Lang

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Author: Emmanuel Lang
Genre: M/M; Gay Romance; Contemporary
Imprint: Ai Press
Length: Novelette
eISBN: 978-1-937796-55-6
MSRP: 4.99
You pay: 1.99

Cover art: Les Byerley

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What would you do if someone made you an indecent proposal and offered you the world in exchange for your will and your body?

Scott White is a twenty-one year old virgin who’s ecstatic when he’s offered his dream at Graham Enterprises, one of South Africa’s biggest conglomerates. He comes from an impoverished background and has worked very hard to finish school and land a decent job. Little does he realize that he has caught the eye of CEO and owner of Graham Enterprises, Arthur Graham.

Arthur has worked very hard to escape the demons from his past and build an empire. He is immediately drawn to shy, innocent Scott and consumed by a desire to possess and dominate him. He propositions Scott and makes him an offer he cannot refuse. Scott has to agree to be his sex slave and cater to his every sexual need, no matter how…kinky.

Scott agrees and is immediately drawn into a world where money and pleasure are all that matter. But how long can he last in this world without falling for his aloof, enigmatic master?

Publisher’s note: Contains M/M/M ménage and spanking.


Chapter One
The Proposal

“The job is yours if you want it. But you have to sleep with me first.”

“E—excuse me,” I stuttered, thinking that my ears were deceiving me. “What did you just say?”

“You heard me,” answered Arthur Graham, one of the richest men in the world.

I stood staring at him, transfixed and silenced by utter shock. My name is Scott White and I recently graduated from the University of South Africa with a degree in Human Resources. It has always been my dream to work as a training manager for a large corporation. Right after graduation, I applied for just such a position at one of the biggest companies in South Africa, Graham Enterprises. I was delighted when, a week ago, I was called in for an interview by the big magnate—the founder and owner of Graham Enterprises himself, Arthur Graham. When his secretary called later to inform me that I had gotten the job, I was so happy, I could’ve blown her a kiss over the phone! I was told to come to the office to sign all the necessary paperwork! I was surprised when greeted by the Mr. Graham in the lobby. It’s common knowledge that he’s gay, but not once during the entire interview process did I ever think he was attracted to me.

“I—I’m sorry sir,” I stuttered, finally locating my voice. “I’m not gay.”

“Is that so?” he stared at me skeptically, raising his right brow. His eyes shifted from the top of my head to the tips of my toes and back up again. For some inexplicable reason, I found myself staring at the sizable bulge between his legs. He was dressed in a pair of skin-tight, brown corduroy pants and a white shirt.

“Are you wasting all of that on a woman?” he finally muttered, his eyes fixed between my legs.

“I—I don’t have a girlfriend, if that’s what you mean.” Why can’t I stop stuttering?

“Of course you don’t.” He came around his desk and walked toward the door. He opened it, stuck his head out and instructed his secretary, “Candice, please hold all my calls, until I inform you otherwise and cancel all my appointments. I don’t want to be disturbed for the rest of the afternoon.”

“Yes Mr. Graham,” was the immediate response from Candice.

I could only stare helplessly as he closed and locked the door behind him and then walked slowly toward me. “Have you ever had a girlfriend?” he murmured, lifting his hand to stroke my cheek.

“No,” I croaked, swallowing audibly.

“You know, I could tell you were a virgin the first time I laid eyes on you.”

My eyes widened when he began to unbutton his shirt.

“Take your clothes off Scott,” he instructed, smiling softly.

My mouth watered as I watched him undress. He truly was a fine specimen. He flung his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants.

My mouth dropped and my eyes popped when his cock sprang free from his underpants. My God, I thought, is he a man or a horse? I couldn’t believe its size! I’m not a child; I’m twenty-one years old and even though I’ve never had sex, I know all about it. I’ve watched animals doing the dirty, I’ve seen porn videos, but I have never seen a penis as long or as thick as Mr. Graham’s. Its sheer girth and size were enough to send anyone running for the hills!

I tried to back away from him but came up hard against his desk. “Kneel,” he commanded, his fierce blue eyes burning into my glazed green ones. I obeyed without thinking and found myself face to face with his rigid member.

“Suck me.”

A sweet desire began pooling in the region of my lower abdomen at the thought of those darkly muttered words. I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of his cock as I possibly could. Because he was so enormous, only half of him fit into my mouth.

“Oh yeah,” he whispered as he began to slowly thrust his hips back and forth. His taste and scent filled my mouth and nostrils. I took him in and out of my mouth, meeting him thrust for thrust. We both murmured in appreciation when I used my tongue to lick every inch of his cock and balls. I soon felt myself getting hard. I continued to suck him for another twenty minutes before he instructed me to get up and take my clothes off.

I was beyond shocked now at my brazen behavior. I had always been confused about my sexuality, finding myself attracted to men at a young age. That’s why I was still a virgin, at least until today that is.

About Sedonia Guillone

Pubished author of lgbt and m/f romance. Ghostwriter and editor with fifteen years' experience. Publisher of two imprints, Ai Press for romance and Kokoro Press for mainstream, gay fiction, spiritual and memoirs.
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