Need Me: Being Trevors Toy Charlotte DeCorte

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Published: November 16th 2012

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Need Me: Being Trevors Toy  by  Charlotte DeCorte

Need Me: Being Trevors Toy by Charlotte DeCorte
November 16th 2012 | ebook | PDF, EPUB, FB2, DjVu, audiobook, mp3, RTF | | ISBN: | 5.69 Mb

Trevor St. John is the CEO of a monolithic corporation. Hes heir to a British title and can trace his direct lineage back to the time of William the Conqueror.Hes also arrogant, prideful, and cold. He rarely tells me he loves me. Hes gone moreMoreTrevor St. John is the CEO of a monolithic corporation.

Hes heir to a British title and can trace his direct lineage back to the time of William the Conqueror.Hes also arrogant, prideful, and cold. He rarely tells me he loves me. Hes gone more often than not. He always has to be in control. He thrives on it, needing dominance over all things big and small.Over me.Hes picked me apart and has discovered all the chinks in my armor. Hes utterly ruthless that way. Trevor is a dangerous love. I know it. Honestly, I do. Trevor St. John is beautiful, dark, and damaged.And hes all mine...Warning: This is a 12,000 word novella.

It explores tortured love in the form of a D/S theme. It contains explicit language and sexual content.Excerpt:I burst through the back exit, overcome by my eagerness for a moment. The limo is waiting just as expected. I want to run to it, mouth parted in a welcoming smile while I cry tears of joy. Instead, I walk in a sedate fashion. Mustn’t appear unladylike in public.

I nod my head politely as Trevor’s driver Mr. Hay gets out and holds the rear door open. I seat myself across from the silent man waiting inside, careful to secure my precious roses beside me.“Hello, Rebecca.”His patrician British accent pours over me like liquid silk. It’s the first thing I noticed about him when I first met this strange, wonderful creature two years ago at a local fundraiser. There’s nothing in the world like hearing his voice rasp in my ear.Its divinity is only surpassed by the sound Trevor makes when he hisses my name.I think of all this and far more dirtier things as I greet him with a soft “Hello, Trevor.”His gloved hands are relaxed, one on his lap and the other on the leather seat.

The black overcoat is immaculate. I feel my lace panties dampen when I catch sight of his tie. Trevor only wears this color for me. It’s his sole, public concession to his commitment to me. Only a wedding ring could outshine it.Trevor’s dark hair is perfectly combed back as always. My hungry gaze finds his and I lose my breath for a moment. He’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen and I feel it each time I see him like a fist to my gut. I’m breathless.Truthfully, Trevor’s features might be a tad too refined for some tastes and his skin a shade too pale.

I don’t care. He’s perfect to me. I love how his handsomeness is a throwback to a time when men were openly and unashamedly as beautiful as women.Sometimes I think he’s a little prettier than me.“I trust you have been well, Rebecca?”“Yes. Thank you for asking, Trevor.” We are so civilized at the beginning. Later we will devolve into our primal sides, covered with slick bodily fluids and ravenous for more.



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