Annabel And Mr Nash No1
Anonymous
Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
Summary
DESCRIPTION: Arrogant, pampered, and stunningly pretty, twenty year-old heiress, Annabel, is shocked to learn that she must spend a year under the tutelage of a middle-aged disciplinarian called Darius Nash—or she will lose access to her enormous trust fund! This book is the first of a three part series chronicling Annabel’s reluctant relationship with Mr. Nash—as well as a host of other unsavory characters! EXCERPT: Darius felt his cock hardening as the poor girl wavered in front of him. Her options were simple enough—untold riches in exchange for a year of miserable subservience—and yet it was undoubtedly the hardest decision she had been forced to make in her young life. She was beautiful, proud, arrogant, obviously pursued by an army of lovelorn young men, and here she was, faced with having to undress in front of an unattractive middle-aged man! Annabel remained frozen and Darius held his breath. They had arrived at the moment of truth. Either she would run for her life or she would begin to undress—and in doing so, deliver Darius into his own perverted version of heaven! Two tears trickled down Annabel’s flushed cheeks as she stepped out of her shoes while her fingers popped the button on her jeans. Briefly catching Darius’s eye, she turned around and worked them down over her shapely thighs. Darius caught a glimpse of her pink panties beneath her sweater as she bent forward at the knees and stepped out of her jeans. Then she straightened up, and after a moment’s hesitation, pulled the sweater up over her head. As she let the garment fall to the floor, her soft red-brown hair settled over her bare shoulders. Darius felt his erection intensify as he visually drank in the rear view of her semi-clothed body. Her shoulders were broad, her waist was thin, her ass was round but firm, and her legs were long and well-proportioned. There was another protracted pause as Annabel evidently considered the next step of her humiliating ordeal, but then she reached around and unhooked her bra strap, and seconds later, it too was lying on the little heap of clothing at her bare feet. All that remained now were her panties, and Darius leaned forward as she pulled them slowly down, revealing the tantalizing cleft between her buttocks inch-by-inch, until her whole ass was exposed. Demurely, she bent at the knees again, keeping her legs tightly together as the tiny piece of pink cotton reached her ankles. Then she straightened up and wrapped her arms around herself, and Darius had to stifle a giggle of delight—Annabel was already standing naked in his house!