Author: Elena M. Reyes
Cover Design by:❤️Coquette Graphics❤️
Genre: Erotica/Contemporary Romance
Re-Release Date 10/27/2016
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Summary:
How do I dominate and enamor the woman who’s in charge of signing my paycheck?
That’s the one question, Joshua Timbers, has been asking himself since he first stepped foot into his own personal Hell. JT, or Yoshi—as his tormentor likes to call him—has lived a life of hardship and loss since an early age. Being the product of a single parent home, he’s accustomed to hard work and lonely nights.
Seeing the strong man that raised him suffer after the loss of his mother made JT’s own heart harden. All that mattered was seeking instant gratification to curve his enormous appetite.
Until the blessed day he met his fallen angel, Janelle.
Beautiful, and with balls bigger than her entire crew, Janelle is accustomed to the leering looks of men, even though she’s their boss—the owner of Walker Constructions, alongside her brother.
Her beauty is untouchable to everyone, but how far will Joshua go to bend his hellion to his will and make her his?
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EXCERPT:
Prologue
What
was hell?
If
you asked a member of any church today, they’d say it was nightmarish—a dark
and gloomy place filled with horrific images and boughs of endless pain. A
place where demons roamed freely, feeding off the dregs of the deceased.
A
part of humanity that lost its moral compass: the common sinner.
These
pour souls sinned in order to achieve greatness; sold their very essence to
attain the vanity-filled dreams everyone covets:
Money.
Power.
Respect.
And
at the end they’d find themselves with nothing but eternal pain.
Then
there were those we called our loved ones. Targeted, they lost the small morsel
of their souls that made them good. It made them an easy target.
At
the very least, that was what the religious people of the world claimed. Wanted
us to believe.
Neither
of those descriptions meant shit to me. Religion never mattered much. Not when
you’d lost so much and witnessed firsthand just what losing faith did to a
person.
I
wasn’t most people.
Most
had chosen to believe the words drilled into their minds from an early age, but
I knew better. Hell wasn’t somewhere dark where the eternal flames glowed and
the sinners were condemned to—to pay for the unforgivable deeds of their past
life. Acts that were unforgivable in the eyes of the church.
Stealing.
Killing.
Coveting.
In
my reality, though, that was a blatant lie.
Hell
was here, surrounding us day in and day out. We paid for our sins in life, not
death. One way or another, karma would collect those that wronged another. No
one, no matter who the fuck they were, could escape this bitch named life.
Problem
was that no matter how much I looked at my current situation, I was at a loss.
What the fuck had I done to deserve her?
My
hell—the one that tortured me while both awake and asleep—wasn’t dark or
terrifying. It wasn’t painful in the general sense. Well, that was unless you
counted the pain my cock had suffered to be life threatening. I guess it could
be considered cruel; she loved to torture me when I couldn’t react or make her
pay.
“You
are here to work, not fuck me. My pussy’s not on your daily task sheet!”
I’d
never been so hard…so fucking swollen, as I’d been in her presence. Twitching
and pulsating against the zipper of my Levi’s, I hurt, and she refused to right
the wrong she’d created.
“I
don’t fuck my employees…not even the promising outline of your big cock will
change that.”
You
see, my personal hell was all wrapped up in a lustful package. A body created
by God himself, made for the sole purpose of fucking up my quiet and ordinary
life. This woman brought me down to my knees—demanded that I pay on a daily
basis for the lustful thoughts and impulses she, herself, caused.
“Worry
about making sure all the drywall on this floor is up; drilling me isn’t on the
agenda and never will be.”
And
I would gladly repent daily, on my knees at her temple, if she would just give
in to me.
My
version of hell was a woman. A cock tease.
A
woman whose inner and outer beauty surpassed the normal standard society had
deemed appropriate. Janelle was a temptress, my personal mistress.
Rendered
me incapable of both speech and function at times when all I wanted to do was
make her mine. One day Janelle would break me, of that there was no doubt.
Problem was that in pushing me past my breaking point, she was losing her power
over me and becoming my target. My prey.
When
that day came, I would take her without mercy. With no remorse because by then
she would be as consumed in her need for me as I was for her.
This
woman, angel, or my personal demon, has had my dick hard, leaking and begging
for her attention since she first entered my life all those glorious months
ago. Now, it was her turn to be miserable.
To
feel an eighth of the demands my body made whenever she entered a room. I would
make her beg me. Come from a mere look.
Janelle
would cry out for me one day, and only then would I gift her my cock.
Her
time was up.
I
was coming for her.
Review:
If there's one thing I absolutely adore it's a strong heroine.
Not the weak, whiny, always need to be saved woman who can't decide what brand of toilet paper to buy without a man telling her.
Nope, Janelle is one tough chick. She's got to be really, she along with her brother run a successful construction business in which she interacts with men of all types daily. Meaning she's got to have thick skin and a snarky attitude to give them shit right back and put them in their place.
She's not all rough & tough, she does have a heart it's just really hard to find.
Her new employee Joshua aka Yoshi as she refers to him, causes some serious butterflies when she meets him.
He doesn't back down, gives her hell right back and as much as she wants to hate it she can't, there's something magnetic about him.
Joshua relocated to Miami in hopes of a fresh start.
He's outrunning ghosts as well, after watching his father pine for his mother until the day he died Joshua lives by three simple rules....
Never sleep with the same woman more than three times.
Never do Relationships.
Never fall in love.
Until he meets his boss.
This woman does something to him, something he's not used to and honestly not sure how to handle.
He wants her in his bed but he won't let her off that easily.
The strong, independent, ball crusher of a woman isn't going to get what she wants without earning it.
That and begging for it.
I loved Janelle even if at times I wanted to slap the stupid out of her, when it comes to pushing she's got it down to a science. Joshua was easy to love from early on, while he had been a the equivalent of a man whore without a soul, he changed quickly and once committed to his path never veered off. Hell was an interesting read, I honestly didn't know how things were going to end.
4 stars.
About the Author:
If there's one thing I absolutely adore it's a strong heroine.
Not the weak, whiny, always need to be saved woman who can't decide what brand of toilet paper to buy without a man telling her.
Nope, Janelle is one tough chick. She's got to be really, she along with her brother run a successful construction business in which she interacts with men of all types daily. Meaning she's got to have thick skin and a snarky attitude to give them shit right back and put them in their place.
She's not all rough & tough, she does have a heart it's just really hard to find.
Her new employee Joshua aka Yoshi as she refers to him, causes some serious butterflies when she meets him.
He doesn't back down, gives her hell right back and as much as she wants to hate it she can't, there's something magnetic about him.
Joshua relocated to Miami in hopes of a fresh start.
He's outrunning ghosts as well, after watching his father pine for his mother until the day he died Joshua lives by three simple rules....
Never sleep with the same woman more than three times.
Never do Relationships.
Never fall in love.
Until he meets his boss.
This woman does something to him, something he's not used to and honestly not sure how to handle.
He wants her in his bed but he won't let her off that easily.
The strong, independent, ball crusher of a woman isn't going to get what she wants without earning it.
That and begging for it.
I loved Janelle even if at times I wanted to slap the stupid out of her, when it comes to pushing she's got it down to a science. Joshua was easy to love from early on, while he had been a the equivalent of a man whore without a soul, he changed quickly and once committed to his path never veered off. Hell was an interesting read, I honestly didn't know how things were going to end.
4 stars.
About the Author:
Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the
epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she
would.
As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of
art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she
could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth
grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E.
Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.
Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with
hours of pleasure. It wasn't until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst
to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her
husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and
letting her characters grow.
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