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  He stood up and swept her into his arms. Her heartbeat raced as her carried her up the stairs, then to his bedroom. It was even bigger than the one in the suite last night. His huge king-sized bed took center stage, but he had a fireplace and a sitting area off to one side. And patio doors led to a balcony overlooking the huge yard out back, where she caught a glimpse of a pool and hot tub.

  He sat her on the bed and unbuttoned her blouse. She reveled at the feel of his fingers gliding down her front, releasing buttons on the way. She slipped the blouse off as she stood up, and he removed her skirt.

  “You are a beautiful woman, Sylvia.”

  “Thank you, Mr. Grant.”

  She wondered if he would offer his first name, but he didn’t. She watched in awe as he took off his shirt, the fabric parting, revealing his sculpted chest below.

  Soon, his big, muscular body was totally naked and he stepped toward her. He reached around behind her and released her bra, his gaze on her breasts as he stripped it away. He knelt in front of her and stroked one breast lightly with his fingertips.

  “So beautiful.”

  He caressed her, then leaned forward and took one hard nub in his mouth. She sucked in a breath as he started to suckle. He shifted to the other nipple and licked and sucked it until she could hardly breathe.

  “Do you know how much I want you?” She wrapped her arms around him, amazed that she was here in his bedroom, that he was letting her hold him in her arms.

  He scooped her up and laid her on the bed. He stripped off her tiny panties and just stared at her, his gaze taking in all of her.

  She opened her legs in invitation.

  “Oh, God, I can’t resist you.”

  He prowled over her body and kissed her. Deeply and soundly. Then he nuzzled her neck, sending tingles dancing along her spine.

  “Please make love to me,” she implored.

  His expression seemed almost pained, but she felt his hand glide along her stomach, then he grasped his enormous cock and pressed the tip to her slick opening.

  “You’re wet for me, sweetheart.”

  She nodded. “Always.”

  He pressed forward. Their gazes remained locked as he pushed into her body. Filling her. His cock driving deep.

  “Oh, God, that feels so good.” There were tears in her eyes at the complete and utter pleasure he was giving her.

  “You feel so good around me, sweetheart.”

  He called her sweetheart. Her heart fluttered with joy.

  His wide shaft continued sliding into her. Stretching her with its impressive girth.

  Even before he was all the way in, intense pleasure danced through her, threatening to make short order of this special moment.

  “Oh, yes, Mr. Grant. Please make me come.”

  He stroked her hair from her face and kissed her. “I will. I’ll take you to a place you’ve never gone.”

  “Yes, please. Yes.”

  He was finally all the way in and he simply gazed at her, his big cock buried deep in her body, and watched her. She squeezed him inside her, and moaned at the accompanying pleasure.

  “So good,” she murmured.

  Then, when he slowly drew back, she moaned as the pleasure increased. Then forward again, filling her.

  “I don’t think I can hold on…” She gulped for a breath as he pulled back again. “Much longer.” She stroked his back. “It feels so good.”

  “And it’s going to get even better,” he said as he drove deep again.

  He moved faster, picking up his pace. She clung to his shoulders as her insides melted and she gasped for air.

  He thrust deeper. Harder. She was panting now, and her whole body felt like it would explode at any moment.

  “Oh, fuck, I’m going to come inside you. Squeeze me sweetheart.”

  She squeezed and she felt him stiffen, then he groaned and exploded inside her. She gasped, then moaned as she felt herself erupt in a blissful cataclysm of pure ecstasy. She became louder and louder as he pumped into her, then finally they both collapsed on the bed.

  He held her close for a few moments, then he rolled onto his side.

  She sucked in a deep breath. “That was incredible.”

  He said nothing, but he pulled her against his body, holding her tightly spooned against him, and reached for the light switch. He held her close in the darkness and soon she fell asleep.

  A little while later, she awoke to his caresses. In the darkness, he rolled her onto her back and stroked her breasts. She could see the warm glow in his eyes in the dim light of the moon.

  “I want you again,” he murmured.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him closer.

  “Then take me.”

  He rolled over her and his big cock slid into her. She arched against him then moaned as he thrust into her again and again, bringing them both to climax in mere moments. Afterward, he held her in the darkness, nuzzling her temple with his lips. She tried to stay awake, loving this closeness between them. Craving more. But too soon, she fell asleep again.

  When morning came, she woke up to an empty bed.

  She went into the bathroom off his bedroom, where she could feel the moistness in the air from his shower, and smell the musk of his soap.

  She showered and washed her hair, then dried it using a hair dryer in a stand attached to the wall. When she was finished and her long, blonde hair was gleaming, she returned to the bedroom and collected her clothes. Same old suit. She would be so happy to get home and change.

  She walked down the stairs and smelled bacon. When she walked into the kitchen, and sat at one of the stools, Mr. Grant, standing there in only a pair of boxers, placed a plate with an omelet and bacon on the counter in front of her.

  “Aren’t you joining me,” she asked as she poured cream and sugar into the cup of coffee he’d placed beside her plate.

  “No, I need to get ready. You eat. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

  She had finished by the time he returned. He wore dressy jeans and a button-up shirt. She felt overdressed in her suit.

  “Shall we go?” he asked.

  “I guess so.” She stood up and followed him to the front door. The limo stood out front awaiting them.

  They got inside and the car started to move.

  “Are you taking me to get my car now?” She hoped he’d say no. That they were going to spend the day together.

  “No.”

  She smiled.

  He gazed at her. “Sylvia, do you trust me?”

  “Of course.” She wouldn’t have done the things she had with him if she didn’t trust him on a very deep level.

  “You said earlier that if I didn’t meet your needs, then I shouldn’t be your Dom.”

  Her chest clenched. She didn’t like the direction this conversation was going.

  “That’s not exactly what I said.”

  “The point is, what you need, I can’t give you.”

  Her stomach lurched. “What do you mean?” She shook her head. “Last night was wonderful.”

  “For you. For me, it was sheer torture. I don’t want to feel that kind of need. For anyone. So this has to end.”

  She stiffened and pain washed through her.

  “No. Oh, please, Mr. Grant. We can figure something out.”

  He took her hand, an extremely intimate gesture for him. “I’m not going to abandon you. Now that you’ve tasted what it’s like to be dominated, I know you can’t give it up. You may like Slade—”

  “Not more than you. You don’t have to be jealous of him.”

  “I’m not jealous of him. It’s just… seeing you with him, the sweetness between you… made me want to give you that, too. I was more jealous of his ability to give you what you so desired. That’s why I brought you here last night. Why I took you into my bed and made love to you.” He shook his head. “But that’s not me. I can’t keep being that person for you. So I have to give you up.”

  “You said you woul
dn’t abandon me.”

  “And I won’t. I’m going to sell you.”

  She must have heard him wrong. “Sell me?”

  She expected him to correct her. To explain. But instead he nodded.

  “That’s right.”

  “You can’t sell me.”

  “You’re my slave. I’m your Master. I am going to sell you to a new Master who can give you what you want.” At her frown, he said, “The money is just symbolic, to represent the change of ownership. It means I give up all rights to be your Master.”

  “What rights?”

  “The rights you gave me by submitting to my will. I know you want to go on doing that, but I need to give you up, and the only way I can do this is to give you to a new Master, in a way that I can’t back down on.”

  Tears welled in her eyes. “But what if I don’t want to have a new Master?”

  He squeezed her hand. “You told me you trust me. Is that true?”

  Reluctantly, she nodded.

  “I am ending it with you. But I’d feel better leaving you in good hands. Do you really want to be without a Master? As much as you enjoy Slade’s company, you know he won’t give you what you need in that way.”

  She did know that. Slade was sweet and sexy and she loved being with him, but she went weak in the knees when Mr. Grant commanded her. She couldn’t imagine going without that again.

  “I can’t convince you—”

  “No, I’m afraid not.”

  The car pulled up to yet another big, stately home. They got out and walked to the front door and Mr. Grant knocked. When the door opened, her eyes widened at the sight of Mr. King.

  “Mr. Grant, you have the document?”

  “Of course.” He handed Mr. King a folder and he opened it, glanced over the piece of paper inside, then signed it. Then he handed Mr. Grant a check.

  “Goodbye, Sylvia.”

  She watched Mr. Grant turn and walk toward his waiting limo.

  “Sylvia, come in.”

  She stepped inside and the door closed behind her. She glanced around to see the limo driving away.

  “He’s gone,” Mr. King said, then he smiled. “Now you’re mine.”

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  ON HER KNEES is the third in Opal's OFFICE SLAVE series, after THE OFFICE SLAVE and THE BOSS

  If you enjoyed ON HER KNEES, you'll love the erotic short stories in both Opal's RED HOT FANTASIES and THREE HAPPY ENDINGS series. And if you like bikers, check out Opal's READY TO RIDE biker series.

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  While Becca's friends fantasize about multiple men and erotic situations, Becca longs for something more down to earth-a sizzling night with the male stripper she hired for her friend's bachelorette party.

  Despite her friends' good-natured insistence that she go for it, Becca just doesn't know how to tell this super sexy man she wants to jump his bones.

  But when he shows up at her door later that night-and with a hunky friend in tow-she decides she just can't let this opportunity slip away.

  THE STRANGER

  The idea of sex with a stranger is Jan's biggest turn-on. Not a one night stand, but someone who is totally anonymous. She never in her wildest dreams thought she'd do it in real life... until her friend decides to make it happen. So, bound and blindfolded, she is ready for her mysterious lover, but is she ready for the consequences?

  THE OFFICE SLAVE

  Sylvia loves to read erotica, and after her latest read, she's developed a sizzling fantasy about being forced to submit to the sexual whims of four incredibly hot business partners. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she'd have the opportunity to live out her fantasy... until her friend decides to make it happen. Now she's about to become an office slave… to four hunky men she's never even met. But faced with the reality, can she actually go through with it?

  Three Happy Endings Boxed Set

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  Three men are better than one...

  Secrets, surprises, and surrender - three torrid tales of triple passion!

  THREE

  Hot steamy dreams... a sexy stranger... and his two brothers... all add up to a sexy adventure she'll never forget.

  Lori's steamy dreams about a hot hard stranger are hitting fever pitch. She needs way more than eye contact and a smile across a crowded subway station. An instant connection sizzled between them and now Lori, who's never believed in love at first sight, is its helpless victim.

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  THREE MEN AND A BRIDE

  What do you do when you can't stop lusting after your new husband's two gorgeous brothers?

  Can Marie successfully suppress her fantasies of the three brothers making wild, luxuriant love to her, or will she have to endanger her happy marriage by admitting her feelings to her husband, Drake?

  Although this is the second story in the erotic THREE series, this steamy read is the prequel to Three. You can enjoy THREE MEN AND A BRIDE on its own, or after you have read THREE.

  THREE SECRETS

  Keeping one secret is intriguing. Two is naughty. Three... deserves to be punished. Sharing secrets has never been so exhilarating...

  When they met in Paris, Nicole and Abel enjoyed a sensual, romantic two month fling. The last thing Nicole wanted was to fall head over heels for this sweet, loving man, because she knew he would never accept the truth about her. Unfortunately, the heart wants what it wants, and hers wanted Abel. But Nicole was not one to be controlled by anyone or anything, so once they returned home, she walked away.

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  Excerpt

  As Melanie stepped outside, Rafe behind her, she regretted that this time with him was about to end. The tattoo had been painful, but not as bad as she'd anticipated. It had been so nice, though, having him there to literally hold her hand through it.

  "Would you like a ride home?" he asked.

  She gazed at him in his jeans and tank top, tattoos visible over his chest and flowing down his arms and she couldn't help laughing. "I just got a mental picture of you dressed just as you are now climbing into that shiny, black limo."

  He shrugged. "Sure, why not? Would you like to ride in the limo?"

  She had always wanted to. It seemed so glamorous and luxurious. It would be a taste of how the other half lived.

  "Or, since it's such a nice day, we could ride my motorcycle." />
  She raised her eyebrow. "You have a motorcycle?"

  Of course, Jessica had mentioned that her ex-boyfriend, Storm, had ridden a motorcycle, but Melanie had never really related that to Rafe.

  "That's right. It's over there." He nodded his head toward a big, gleaming burgundy Harley parked on the street in front of the shop. "But I know some women are a little intimidated by them."

  Melanie laughed. "Not me. I’ve always wanted to ride one." She walked to the big machine and ran her fingers over the soft, black leather seat. "I would love to ride with you."

  His lips turned up in a devilish grin. "Really?"

  She glanced at him and realized her statement might have sounded a little… sexual. Suddenly, an image washed through her of straddling Rafe, and slowly moving up and down on him, his big erection buried deep inside her. A wild surge of hormones vibrated through her.

  As her cheeks blossomed with heat, she flicked her gaze to the seat again. "Um, yeah. It would be a real adventure. Then I can cross two items off my bucket list—getting a tattoo and riding a motorcycle."

  “I never knew you had such a wild side.”

  Before she could respond, he opened the back compartment and handed her a helmet, then pulled one on himself.

  She opened her bag and pulled out the light sweater she'd brought with her and started to pull it on. Ever the gentleman, Rafe grabbed it and held it up for her so she could easily push her arms into the sleeves. As she zipped it up, he pulled a black leather jacket from the storage bin and pulled it on.

  Oh, man, he looked incredibly hot in denim and leather. He mounted the bike and she climbed on behind him.

  Once she was settled, he glanced back at her. “You sure you want to go straight home?"

  "No, take me for a ride.” She smiled.

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