|About the Book|
Rianna is a devastatingly sexy young con artist who prowls the casinos of Las Vegas looking for easy, wealthy marks. Shes the best at being bad, telling them what they want to hear and promising them every inch of her beautiful, tight body beforeMoreRianna is a devastatingly sexy young con artist who prowls the casinos of Las Vegas looking for easy, wealthy marks. Shes the best at being bad, telling them what they want to hear and promising them every inch of her beautiful, tight body before pulling the rug and making off with their dough.When she runs into a man even she cant resist, hes going to turn things upside down in a way she could never imagine.Soon, all those little white lies are going to start adding up.Warning: This 4,600 word erotic tale features explicit language and adult sexual situations reserved for mature readers only.READ AN EXCERPTIt didnt matter anyway. He was desperate to be inside her after all of her teasing and wrapped his hands around her body, clutching and grabbing, squeezing her soft tits and covering her neck with sucking kisses. Rianna did her best to appear more aroused than she was.She sighed perfectly as his hands found the zipper on the back of her dress and pulled it all the way down to the top of her ass. His mouth found her cleavage and his hands went to his own clothing, peeling it off in an unbalanced, frenzied rush. The now naked man reached forward again and drove his fingers under her collapsing dress, rubbing her folds through the sheer panties she was wearing.Rianna gasped and tried not to seem too affronted. She couldnt deny the delightful tingle and the spreading sense of moistness that came with his touch, but this man was definitely not her type. Occasionally she would actually find herself extremely turned on by one of her more handsome marks and even consider just going along with the deal, but so far, she had relented.Get on the bed, Rianna instructed, and pushed the man backwards, sending him flat on his back into the cushiony mattress.Yes, maam, he agreed, with his face plastered into an expression of waiting desire.