Release Confessions of a Whore (London Brown # 6)

I’m London Brown and these are my confessions. Let me plunge you into my world…

I provide my clients a willing body, a canvas on which they explore their depravity–sexual therapy at a fee. Kink, bondage, or fetish, I cater to all needs. The greatest sin for someone in my profession is self-deception.

Come play in the dark with me… you can call me whatever you like as long as you pay my price.

He pays for me but what he wants is her–so where does that leave me?

Excerpt:

The door shut behind me. “You are not very good at this. The same hotel twice, and creating situations where, together, we interact with staff. I’m getting the impression you want a scandal.”

Some, like Des for example, couldn’t live with secrets. I hardly remembered a time when I wasn’t hiding something from everyone.

“Your coat…” Caden held out his hand.

I smirked. Men amused me. I undid the buttons and belt, slid the sleeves off and placed the material in his hand. The location of our last such encounter had been much colder than this suite. And yet, my nipples hardened anyway.

Lavish colours and French furnishings brought the space to life.

“I thought we could have dinner.” He motioned me to the adjacent room while he made his way to the closet.

Wining and dining me was pointless. I always put out. “Am I on the menu?” Dutifully, I headed to the adjoining room.

“Dessert, of course.” He entered.

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