I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying? They say that love is the most powerful force in the universe. They’re wrong. Sex, lust, passion, these are the emotions which human beings crave. And they’ll spend any amount of money for a taste. I’m the guy that makes your heartbeat rise with a look, your breath falter with a touch. It’s my job. My name is Thor Jameson and I’m a male escort. No, I’m THE male escort. My reputation is unrivalled and well deserved. I’ve always been for sale, until the one thing I didn’t even realise I wanted was thrust in my face by chance. For once, I’m not selling, and she’s certainly not buying.

I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying? My name is Kaden Ryan and I’m a male escort. I never intended to become an escort, but an opportunity fell into my lap and I took it. It was simple: get paid for sex, an orgasm, a night of pleasure. It's certainly an easy way to work my way through medical school. But not everyone's fantasy is as simple as an orgasm. Some women like the game, and one in particular wants to push me to places I never thought I would go, paid or otherwise. She's going to be the one to give me a real education. \THIS BOOK IS AN EROTIC STANDALONE\

I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying? Life has a way of throwing you a curveball when you least expect it, and mine left me with nothing. Now, I’m a male escort. I make good money, really good money and I’m living the life most guys would kill for, but I’m not happy. I haven’t been since she left me six years ago. Six long years, and there she is…as a client. Alexa Trent broke me once, and I’m not sure any amount of time heals the kind of wounds she inflicted. The question is, can I remain professional with the woman I both loathe and love? Lust and hate are so very close. I’ve never had a problem lusting after her, but with her wealthy husband looking on, hatred shouldn’t be too hard to muster.