A Case of Mistaken Identity. . .
Young and rich, Kurt Nielsen is New York's most eligible bachelor. Except now he can't even bring himself to talk to a woman. How could he, after his last girlfriend took him to court? Kurt is still smarting from the injustice of it all.
Sick of his anger, his friends have bought Kurt a call girl. What could be better than a high-class hooker to cheer him up? The working girl will arrive dressed as a hotel maid, with an entire scene arranged.
Kurt has never paid for sex before and is uncomfortable with the idea, yet he agrees to meet her at the Hilton. But things don't go as planned when he arrives at the hotel two hours early.
Unknown to Kurt, when the maid walks into his suite, she isn’t his call girl. Carmen is an actual hotel maid, with a host of secrets and problems of her own. Sex-starved, Carmen simply cannot resist the carnal magnetic allure of Kurt.
Although they are complete strangers, sexual need and animal chemistry overwhelms them both. They quickly discover ecstasy together, again and again and again.
But what will happen when they discover their mistake?
Hey there, I'm Nikki Sex!
Yes, you are of course correct, that isn't my real name. I've been forced to use a different name because I'm a complete coward where my mother is concerned. The "OMG what would Mom think?" is still sitting right there in the back of my mind like another conscience (only an extremely prudish one!) Luckily my mother is in denial. She still thinks I was a virgin when I got married.
I like to write sexy adult stories, often involving bondage and domination. I LOVE BDSM, and all my sex stories are definitely XXX rated. I think erotic stories are best when they are graphic and explicit, as well as being hot and sexy!
I am also a sucker for romance and Happy Ever After, so no matter how dark my stories get, fear not. It always all works out.
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The door to Kurt's suite opened, and the call girl "maid" came in. Kurt could only stare for a moment, stupefied by the heavy heat of desire that spiked through him.
The trim, curvaceous woman held a stack of towels and walked with purpose. Head up, hips swinging, she had the kind of youthful, healthy spring in her step that any man would notice.
In fact, Kurt couldn’t believe it. If you had asked him what he lusted after, he would never have come up with this woman's physical characteristics in a million years. He usually went for tall, leggy blondes. About five foot four, this woman had a smooth coffee with cream complexion, and shiny dark brown hair.
The maid's dark eyes widened with innocence and surprise when she saw him. Then she dropped her towels in feigned shock and fright. What an accomplished actress!
Kurt smirked. That one action gave him a dark thrill, and instantly brought his wolfish instincts to the fore. Did he want to chase her down, capture her, and then have his evil way with her? You bet your sweet ass he did!
The high class escort his friends had hired for him was seriously hot. Kurt had an immediate, overwhelming animal impulse to slam her up against a wall. And there was no reason in the world why he shouldn't do just that.
Carmen Wilson was also stupefied. She had been told by her supervisor to bring fresh towels, and had been assured that the suite was empty. It was clearly not empty.
The green-eyed, blond-haired hunk was muscular, solid, and much taller than she was. Holy crap! Carmen felt as if she had walked in on 'Thor the God of Thunder.' Her first impression had been one of unrestrained menace, and her pulse had instantly quickened.
Her next thought had been of sex - no holds barred, toe curling, teeth grinding, spine curling, pelvis arching, steaming, screaming, reaming hot sex.
Running from everything in her life, her ex-boyfriend dom, the Mexican Mafia, changing her identity and being an illegal… Carmen sees an opportunity by working at a hotel hoping no one will find her.
In comes Kurt Nielson. Rich, gorgeous, also hiding from his past. His friends reserve a hotel suite for him and hire a call girl since he needs to get laid and get the moody attitude gone. The call girl was told to dress like a maid. So in walks Carmen to clean the room dressed as yes, a maid (it’s her job) Kurt thinks she’s his “call girl.” He wastes no time in getting down to business. Carmen shocked and also a submissive, doesn’t question anything. She needs this, but can she forget the situation she just got out of? Being held against her will, beaten, scarred.
In the course of an afternoon she releases herself o Kurt, a dom, fantasizes about what it would be like to be kept by him forever. The meld, the attraction felt by both, but is left unspoken until Kurt tells her he wants to see her again. She tells him it’s not possible when the door to the suite opens and the call girl dressed as a maid and the security escort walkin. Confused, Carmen starts putting the pieces together. She flees the room before Kurt can stop her.
This BDSM story is one for the books (no pun intended), who would ever have thought there could be humor, erotica and emotion all tied into one? Nikki definitely knows how to write and put everything in that is expected as well as unexpected.
BookRating: 4 stars
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