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    Sugar Daddy
    Sugar Daddy
    Sugar Daddy
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    Sugar Daddy

    By Sam Crescent

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    After a run of bad luck, Elizabeth Walker is desperate to make some extra money. College is so important to her, and she won’t do anything to risk losing that. So, signing up to a Sugar Daddy website, where older, wealthy men find younger women, really is the only way to go. But no one seems interested in her as she’s a chubbier candidate—until lawyer Daniel Clark asks for a date.

    Daniel is tired of women declaring undying love for him, when all they want is his bank balance. There’s only one love in his life, and that’s the law. Seeing Elizabeth’s picture, he wants her, no doubt about that, and he’s going to have her. Before he agrees to anything, he gives her his ground rules:

    1) He’s in charge.
    2) He’ll give her more pleasure than she’s ever had.
    3) Under no circumstances is she to fall in love with him.

    Can Elizabeth follow his rules? Will Daniel finally fall in love? Will Elizabeth walk away with a broken heart? They’re Daniel’s rules, but like he says, rules are made to be broken.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight Publishing
    Release dateNov 9, 2017
    ISBN9781773394749
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    • 2/5
      This was more like a 1 1/2 stars for me. The writing was frustrating at times and the characters were flat. I couldn't find much in the way of romance with the couple... A lot of the romance happens off scene which made it hard to connect with their relationship. I was moderately annoyed that the conflicting behavior of Daniel and felt frustrated that it just resolved without any issue. I was ready for a really taboo sexy story but in the grand scheme, it didn't feel all that special. Overall I think there are other eroticas with better characters if that's what your looking for.

      Upside, great representation that did make me smile.
    • 3/5
      A book with potential but visible flaws. The female character goes from having gray eyes to brown, leading the reader to believe that the author never connected to their own characters! The word choices in this book are very cringe worthy most of the time, but overall acceptable concept.

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    Sugar Daddy - Sam Crescent

    Published by EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING ® at Smashwords

    www.evernightpublishing.com

    Copyright© 2017 Sam Crescent

    ISBN: 978-1-77339-474-9

    Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

    Editor: Karyn White

    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

    This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    SUGAR DADDY

    Sam Crescent

    Copyright © 2017

    Chapter One

    Elizabeth Walker—Lizzie to all her friends—stared down at her cell phone and saw no notifications. Working in a coffee shop hadn’t been her idea of a good time, but it was close to the campus and provided her with enough money to get by. The problem was, she’d experienced a run of bad luck lately, and if she didn’t come up with some money soon, the landlord would kick her ass out of the apartment she lived in. The visit she’d had to the hospital had completely drained her funds, and now she owed them money and her landlord money—not to mention it was also another school year, so brand-new books had to be purchased.

    The more she thought about the money she owed, the more she broke out into a sweat. Life wasn’t supposed to be this complicated. College should be the best time of her life, and yet, it was turning into a disaster.

    Pocketing her cell phone, she stepped up to the main counter with a smile on her face and began to take orders from the long queue of clients. At least she knew how to make a good coffee.

    Still, at the back of her mind, she wondered if anyone would ever consider her. Signing up for the website had taken really big guts from her. Okay, she didn’t exactly have much choice, but she’d heard a couple of girls laughing about it in class, and she’d been desperate. She’d signed up for a sugar daddy website. It was like an online dating forum, only you knew straight away it was going to lead to sex if you got contacted. She’d read through all the pertinent information attached to the website.

    Safe, consensual, and they demanded the first meet be in a public place as per the agreement on the website. She didn’t know if anyone actually stuck to those rules, only that she was going to. Not that anyone would ever click on her picture. She was the only fuller woman on the website, and she’d checked.

    The truth was, part of her wanted the help and another didn’t want anyone to click on her name.

    An older man would pick her, if he picked her, and she’d give him access to her body for money. She was being a whore, only a selective one.

    She smiled as a man came up to the counter.

    A latte. No sugar, quickly.

    There were people who were so rude, but she kept on smiling and made his coffee quickly. She put it in front of him, told him the price, collected his change, and handed it to him.

    At least she wasn’t selling her soul or her virginity. Nope, that had been long gone when she’d gone to her high school prom.

    The girls she’d heard giggling in class had mentioned how they’d been drowning in debt, but with a couple of dates, the men they’d serviced had made it possible for them to get out of debt and start saving.

    She wanted to get out of debt, save money, and have as much of her student loans paid off as she could.

    There was no way a man would ever pick her though.

    Men didn’t want the fuller, curvier, or, as some deemed them, plus-size. No, they wanted the slender girls with big tits and tight ass.

    Her ass fit into a size eighteen, and her tits were large enough that she always had to go a size up so it didn’t create that little gap in the chest area.

    Could she go through with it, though?

    Right from the start, she knew they were going to have sex. By the end of her shift she was close to removing her name from the damn site. Leaving the coffee shop, she grabbed her large bag filled with books, and walked toward her apartment.

    She didn’t look at her cell phone, refusing to see if someone could even want her. Putting herself on the line like this didn’t exactly cheer her up.

    One week and nothing.

    It just went to show that her parents were right. She wasn’t worth anything, and no one could ever want her.

    Getting to her door, she saw a sign on her door letting her know that her landlord was looking for her. Taking it from the door, she opened up the letter and saw the final warning. If she didn’t pay the backdated rent, he’d have no choice but to evict her.

    Resting her head against the door, she slammed her hand against it. For the first year, she’d been flying high on the success. A full scholarship, away from the family that did nothing but criticize her, and a job. She’d made it. One year of success had run into a second year of bad luck. That full scholarship was downgraded to only a partial, so she had to start using all of her money to fund her college expenses. Not to mention the sickness that had sent her to the hospital, getting a bill from them.

    Now, year three, and she was drowning.

    Opening her door, she locked it behind her, flicking on the light. She headed toward the small kitchen and pulled out a packet of ramen noodles that would help her think. She hated noodles. They were not appetizing at all. Most of the time they made her feel sick, but they were cheap and she saved a lot of money.

    As the noodles were microwaving, her cell phone beeped. Pulling it out of her pocket, she saw it was a notification from the sugar daddy website. Closing her eyes, she clicked on the notification, and it opened up.

    You have been noticed. She read out the words, and then went to the account, logging in to see she had a message waiting for her.

    The microwave beeped, and she grabbed her bowl, stirred it with a fork, and took a seat on the chair near her pile of books.

    Twirling the fork in her bowl, she slurped up the noodles and decided to read the message aloud.

    Hello, I like your picture, and was wondering if you’d like to meet up. I’m not a man looking for love, just a good time.

    She stared at the message, not really sure what to say. There was no picture just a name, Sugar Baby Wanted.

    Biting her lip, she decided to text back. When would you like to meet?

    The point of the website was to meet men who had the means of taking care of them. That was what she’d read and heard those girls talking about. Her heart raced as she waited for his response.

    She didn’t have to wait long before her phone beeped.

    The location he gave was the campus coffee shop where she worked, and her heart raced.

    Oh, shit. She ran a hand down her face, wondering what the hell to do. What if this guy was a stalker looking for his next victim and she was it?

    Time passed, and another text came in.

    Clicking on the button, she read it out aloud again. As bizarre as this sounds, the campus coffee shop serves the best stuff. I like a good cup of coffee, and if it would also help you to feel better, how about we meet at lunch when it’s super busy?

    Releasing a breath, she decided that she had to have a go at it. There was nothing else she could do. The letter was the final straw. The landlord had told her before that if a letter appears then he would be forced to kick her out.

    She texted back.

    Elizabeth: Sounds good.

    ****

    Daniel Clark wasn’t a man used to having to deal with trivial matters. He was a successful lawyer who was at the top of his game. At forty years old he’d already made partner after winning every single case he’d been given. Work had been his only need in life, and nothing and no one would ever change that.

    The problem he had was it left very little time for anything else in his life. His family was constantly nagging at him to settle down and have a wife, a couple of kids. He didn’t have the time for that, nor did he have time for dating. The women that were part of his life always expected something from him.

    Sex no longer meant sex.

    There were always higher demands. They wanted to marry, have kids, and be the one to tie him down.

    He wasn’t interested, and then he’d happened to overhear a little conversation around the coffee machine. Several of the men were talking about this new site that allowed men to meet women. He’d stayed around long enough to discover the site was indeed called Sugar Daddy, and it allowed for men to find women, younger women who offered themselves for the right price.

    Investigating the site, he really didn’t like it. Some of the pictures were exclusive and not just anyone could see them. He had to create an account in order to get access to the site, and when they asked what his preferences were, he’d been given a selection of women near his area for him to look at.

    Only one woman had caught his eye. She had long, chestnut-brown hair, gray eyes, and he saw something within her gaze. Unlike some of the women, who seemed confident and thrust their chest out, this woman didn’t. There was a smile on her lips, but he liked how she seemed so reserved, so far away from it all.

    He’d also liked her figure.

    All of his life he’d preferred women who were on the

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