Billionaire. Philanthropist. Manwhore.
Grayson Rush is a title sandwich that everyone’s trying to snack on, but when it comes to women he has rules that he’s been implementing for the past eight years of his twenty-seven year-old life.
1. Condoms are sacred.
2. Never hook up with an employee.
3. No double dipping.
He likes his women fresh and their names forgotten, thrown in the bin along with their dignity. He’ll profess to being a deity of sex, that his precious Excalibur is the source of all gratification. And the media will attest to that. Satisfaction is his specialty. Pleasure is his mission.
But like all great heroes of history’s legends, he claims a weakness resonates in his rickety, tattered heart. The premise of more is his Kryptonite. The word alone invokes an instant BD: Boner Destroyer.
Why is it, then, when smart-mouthed, twenty-three year-old Maya Kennedy comes waltzing in his office, pitching her creative designer services, that he’s suddenly eager to rebel against his own foundations?
When his wise younger sister, and best friend conspire against him, he realises that chasing Maya might be just what he needs despite his reservations on romance. Love is a bitch, and her name is Sabrina.
Stepping out of his cob-webbed past, he’s determined to keep the dust from tainting his future.
Can a womanizing Manwhore change his ways, or is Gentleman a title too unattainable?
I push her into the elevator, insert my key, and press the button for penthouse. I trap her in the corner, my impressive frame squashes her against the walls. “Yes, sunshine. We’re going to have a lot of fun.”
Electricity crackles between us, conducting heat inside the steel box. Sparks fly, ricocheting around us as our passion sizzles - and I haven’t even touched her yet. It’s all in her eyes.
Heat. Intensity. Excitement. Anticipation.
She’s pulling on my neck before I have time to initiate, crushing my lips with a delectable force. I taste whiskey as her tongue finds mine; she’s burning my chest with her fiery cocktail.
And still I want more. Her kisses are oxygen I’ve come to depend upon. Every last one matters.
She’s arching into me; I can feel the hardened points of her nipples rubbing against my t-shirt, and it’s like crack to my cock. One more lethal injection of her wildness, and I’ll succumb to her entirely. There’ll be nothing left of Grayson Rush.
I will become hers. The intelligent mind locked within my skull will disintegrate. I am encompassed by her possession.
Her willing slave.
She’s changing me with each caress, ruining my chances at wanting anyone else. This is her wily magic, casting me under a sappy spell. I’m barely recognising myself in this steel trap. She’s got me hooked.
When the doors ping open a rush of air clears the haze, reminding me that I’m the one in charge. I carry the balls.
Oh, Christ. Please let me be the one with the balls. Don’t let this be one terrible transvestite misfortune. I’m not anti-tranny, I’m just not one to swing with titties and testes at the same time.
Call me old fashioned, but I like pussy.
True to the synopsis, Grayson Rush is a womanizing manwhore. He is brutally honest... in every aspect. He uses woman to relive his itch and nothing more, plus he tells them that upfront. There is never a repeat woman. That is until Maya Kennedy waltzes in.
Maya Kennedy won't become another nameless woman. She re-bucks his advances and that only entices Grayson more.
Can Grayson step away from his past? Will Maya allow him to prove he is more than the headlines claim he is?
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Grayson Rush
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Who would you pick?
Maya Kennedy
Sophia Bush, Emma Stone or Ashley Greene?
Who would you pick?
Cameron
Grant Gustin or Steven R McQueen?
Who would you pick?
Clara Rush
Jennifer Aniston or Kate Winslet?
Who would you pick?
Layla Rush
Nina Dobrev
Would you pick someone else?
Logan
Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson
Would you pick someone else?
Sabrina
Hayden Panettiere
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I’ve always lived a life based on my imagination, from hopeless dreams of romance to concocting alternate realities involving supernaturals. I’m completely fascinated with anything hero-related, and often speculate which superpower I’d possess. I haven’t settled on one yet. I was born in England, and currently reside in Wales, UK. I love to write, and most days you’ll find me happily tapping away at the computer whilst in my pyjama-clad bubble. I also spend my time reading, and if that isn’t enough I’m often in the kitchen baking up a treat.
