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Katie Ford – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com Thu, 04 Jul 2019 01:57:33 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.books2020.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Katie Ford – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com 32 32 #BABYCRAZY book 4 Read online Cassandra Dee, Katie Ford http://www.books2020.com/babycrazy-book-4-read-online-cassandra-dee-katie-ford Thu, 04 Jul 2019 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/babycrazy-book-4-read-online-cassandra-dee-katie-ford Genre: Alpha Male, Romance Authors: Cassandra Dee, Katie Ford Advertisement

Total pages in book: 26
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My illicit encounter with the billionaire left me with a baby. My ex-boyfriend told me that I was “too curvy” for his tastes. He wants someone thinner whom he can bring around without being embarrassed. I almost died with hurt and anger right there at the sandwich shop. But karma is a bitch because it turns out my ex has a twin brother: Dylan Masterson, who’s ten times hotter and a CEO too. I hatch a plan … I’m going to sleep with my ex’s identical twin brother as revenge. It’ll feel so good. But what happens when the billionaire gives me a baby?
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Fiona

Ricky sits opposite me at our little table by the window. The cafe is busy, but I’m focused on him. Trying to figure him out. Trying to figure us out. Where is this going? What do I mean to him?

I eat my sandwich in silence, contemplating the boy as he slumps back nonchalantly, one of his muscled arms flung across the back of his chair. One finger flicks through his phone absentmindedly as his eyes scan left to right. He hasn’t looked at me once since we sat down, or even attempted any kind of conversation.

What are you doing with this guy, Fiona? the voice in my head asks, bewildered. Why would you date someone who ignores you at lunch?

But as I swallow bite after bite of my sandwich and continue scrutinizing him in silence, I know there’s no point in asking myself that question. I know the answer - Ricky Masterson is hot. Like, really hot. His tall, broad-shouldered frame is well-defined and muscled, and his strong jaw is covered with a dark stubble. He’s got piercing blue eyes and black hair that’s smoothed back casually. Ricky is well-dressed too. Walking down the street with him, I often catch other girls checking him out before they catch a glimpse of me at his side. I can almost see them trying to decode the puzzle in their heads: Why’s he with her? Can’t he do better?

After all, guys like Ricky don’t date girls like me. Guys like Ricky don’t even look at girls like me. My average height, curly brown hair, brown eyes, and especially my curves just don’t figure on their radar. Guys who look like Ricky are into tall, leggy blondes with blue eyes and long lashes. Girls who are practically supermodels.

It makes sense. I see perfect couples walking around together, and it looks right. It’s like seeing Ken and Barbie together. You don’t see Ken with a dumpy, chubby girl on his arm. You see him with a lithe, elegant swan, and not an ugly duckling like me.

So when Ricky showed interest in me at Kim’s party last year, I was over the moon. He was way out of my league, for one. Plus, the man seemed really into my huge tits and wide ass, and less focused on my soft rolls and wobbly thighs. We had this insane chemistry, and when he suggested we leave early together and go back to his, I didn’t hesitate.

The sex was incredible that night. His cock was enormous and even though he didn’t make me come, or cared much about making me come, I still enjoyed it. It made me feel wanted, even if that seems a little sad in hindsight.

But lately, it seems that Ricky’s pleasure is the only thing he cares about. That first night was actually the only time I got off, and it never happened again. Not that Ricky cares because he’s kind of a prick to be honest. Other than the physical aspect of our relationship, we don’t have that much in common. And even though we keep hanging out, it always goes down the same way: we meet up, we have a drink or a bite to eat, we go back to his, we have sex, and he comes like a volcano. I don’t come. Ever. Then he makes some excuse and the date’s over.

I keep thinking I should give it more time so we can get to know each other a little better. But at what point do you call it quits? This has been going on for a year now, and we never talk.

Just then Ricky looks up from his phone with a bored expression. Glancing at my plate, he snorts a laugh.

“What?” I ask him, surprised.

Ricky sits up in his chair, combing his hair back through his fingers. It’s an action that normally has me weak in the knees, but now, combined with the arrogant look on his face, takes on the connotation of an asshole.

“I can’t believe you ate the whole thing,” he smirks, gesturing at my plate, empty except for a few little crumbs. I’m dumbfounded. He takes the opportunity to continue berating me. “Good girls always leave at least half their meals on their plates, Fiona.”

He must be joking. But when the expression on his face remains scornful, I realize he’s being serious and I’m taken aback. What do I do?

I decide to go the sassy route and make a joke of it. After all, maybe I just missed the punchline.

“Good girls don’t like sandwiches, but I do!” I grin, hoping to make him laugh. Again, maybe I just misread him and he’s not actually being the prick I think he is. But unfortunately, this is no barrel of monkeys.

“I can see that,” he says with a meaningful glance at my body. “You’ve got a lot to spare.”

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Advertisement My Friend’s Dirty Uncle Read Online Katie Ford, Sarah May http://www.books2020.com/my-friends-dirty-uncle-read-online-katie-ford-sarah-may Thu, 27 Apr 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/my-friends-dirty-uncle-read-online-katie-ford-sarah-may Genre: Erotic, Romance Authors: Katie Ford, Sarah May Advertisement

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Chapter One

Dani

As I stepped off the bus and looked out to the shoreline, I couldn’t believe my luck. Readjusting my bag, my eyes took in the horizon above a sandy beach. All that appeared was a pure blue sky filled with the endless possibilities of summer.

I couldn’t contain my joy.

“Dani!” a voice called.

I turned to the left, shielding my eyes. A girl with sleek blonde hair and a designer purse waved her hands wildly at me, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Justine!” I called back as I ran over to her. She flung her arms out as we literally crashed into each other, panting and laughing.

“I can’t believe you’re finally here!” Justine giggled. She pushed a smooth lock of hair off her forehead. “Are you ready for the best summer of your life?” There was a wicked grin on her face.

I smiled back at her. “It’s what I’ve been looking forward to all year.”

Justine looked around. “Is this all you brought?” she asked with a frown, pointing at the only bag on the sidewalk.

I looked down at my fairly large duffle and back at her. Putting my hands on my hips, I cocked my head.

“Why? Should I have brought more?”

“It’s fine,” Justine replied before giggling. “We can go shopping then, it’ll be fun,” she added with a meaningful look before looping her arm with mine. “How is your mom by the way? I still can’t believe she let you come. We’ve been working on her for so long that I thought it would never happen.”

I sighed. “She’s fine. I think Susan’s more okay with me coming now that I’m finally eighteen. She knows it’s my last summer of freedom. Who better to spend it with than my cousins?”

Justine smiled and squeezed my arm. She looked so different and yet so much like I remembered her. Justine is my cousin – her mother is my mom’s sister. We’re the same age and we were pretty close when we were younger. In fact, up until I was seven, we lived right next door to each other.

But everything changed after my dad got sick. He’d been a renowned chef with people coming from all over to eat his food. But after he passed away, there was a mountain of debt left over that my mother couldn’t recover from. It was a terrible time for our family, going from relative comfort to sudden emotional and financial devastation.

So my mom did what she had to do. She sold the house and most of our possessions, moving us to northern California where she took a job as a secretary for a small insurance office. Susan didn’t make much, but it was enough for us to get by. We were a little lonely, but it was better than staying in a town filled with memories of my dad.

Despite the distance, Justine and I had never lost touch. We’d write letters as little girls, which turned into emails when we got older. A few years ago, I’d successfully convinced my mother I needed a cell phone, and immediately, I’d started texting with Justine. Last summer we’d developed this plan. We would spend the summer together. All we had to do was convince our parents.

Justine’s parents were no problem. Aunt Melanie and Uncle Craig had always talked about me coming to visit – it was my mother who proved a challenge because things changed after Dad died. Mom was worried that if I spent time with Justine, I’d come away different somehow. After all, Justine’s family still had all of their money, and well, we didn’t.

In the end, I never knew if Mom agreed to let me go because she thought it was a good idea or because I wouldn’t shut up about it. But I was here now, and grateful for the chance to get away from my small town.

As we neared Justine’s car, my jaw dropped to the ground.

“This is yours?” I gasped, staring at sleek black vehicle which looked brand spanking new. I couldn’t tell the model, but I knew it had to be pricey. It just oozed money from the flashy chrome bumpers to the leather interior that gleamed.

Justine stared at the car and shrugged. “Dad gave it to me for graduation. Now get in, we don’t have any time to waste.”

As I slowly got into the vehicle, all I could think about was how unprepared I was for this summer.

Driving down the highway to her house, I looked over at Justine. Her short blonde hair was messy in that tousled, sexy way, and large sunglasses hid sky-blue eyes from my view. She was so different from the young girl I remembered, but then again, I was different from the young girl I used to be, too. Justine was definitely more upmarket from the sparkling diamonds on her wrists to the designer clothes hugging her body.

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Advertisement #BABYMAKER Read Online Cassandra Dee, Katie Ford http://www.books2020.com/babymaker-read-online-cassandra-dee-katie-ford Mon, 27 Mar 2017 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/babymaker-read-online-cassandra-dee-katie-ford Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Romance Authors: Cassandra Dee, Katie Ford Advertisement

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CHAPTER ONE

Connie

I hesitantly step into the fertility clinic with my friend Ashley.

“Ash,” I whisper. “I feel weird.”

“Don’t worry,” says my friend airily. “No one knows that we don’t have any money. You can’t tell just by looking at someone how much they’re worth, silly.”

I nod, trying to look confident. But it’s hard because the ads online said that we could get fertility treatments for as little as three thousand per round of IVF. It was a “special deal” that was only going to be good for a few weeks.

But three thousand is way out of my range because as a secretary at a small accounting firm, I can’t afford that kind of money. I can’t afford even two hundred bucks, to be honest. Between rent, food, and kibble for my cat, there’s not a lot left over most months.

But I’ve wanted to be a mom for so long, and unfortunately, Sunset Medical was the only realistic option on my horizon. My last two relationships went ker-SPLAT! on hot cement. After they were over, there was egg on my face but not a lot of doubt as to what I needed to do next.

So when I saw the ad online, I was immediately on the phone with my best friend Ashley.

“Ash,” I said. “We’ve gotta go to this information session. There’s no time to wait. We’re getting older, and you know what the medical community says. Women are most fertile at age seventeen, and you and I are twenty-five already.”

I could almost hear Ashley making a face on the other end.

“Connie, relax,” she says soothingly. “Twenty-five is hardly over the hill. Isn’t the Duchess of Wales pregnant right now? And she’s thirty-two or something ancient like that.”

That only made my blood pressure go up.

“First, the Duchess of Wales is only thirty-one,” I said frostily. “Second, Kate Middleton is pregnant with her third child, and not her first, so she’s a proven commodity. Last, Kate Middleton is rich as fuck! She can afford multiple rounds of IVF if that’s what it takes, whereas you know we can’t spare a dime. So we need to go to this info session,” I say firmly. “We have to cover our bases before it’s too late.”

Ashley sighs dramatically on the other side.

“Is it free at least?”

“Of course it’s free!” I sputter. “It’s an information session where they tell you about their services. In fact, I bet they serve free cake and cookies just to get more guests.”

I can hear Ashley thinking, but I know what the answer’s going to be. After all, my best friend is just like me. We went to college, but somehow we weren’t able to land good jobs after getting our diplomas. So Ashley’s scraping by on a minimum wage retail job at the mall, and the lure of free food drew her in.

“Okay,” she said magnanimously. “When is it again?”

“This Thursday,” I said with a sigh of relief. “It’s just a quick go-see. Afterwards, we can swing by and then head to my place for pizza and wine. Or soda, if they the doctors say we shouldn’t drink.”

Ashley lets out another dramatic sigh.

“Okay, but I’m not staying a minute past eight,” she says in a bossy tone. “We’ve got better things to do. And Connie, you know you’re not old. Twenty-five is not over the hill. We don’t need the services of a fertility clinic.”

Biting my lip, I thanked her gratefully and hung up, but my thoughts were in a darker place. Because I wasn’t so sure about her statement. How did my blonde friend know that I didn’t need to see a doctor? I’ve certainly never been pregnant before, so how could that be proof one way or another?

Plus, the boys that I dated in the past left a lot to be desired. I’ve only had two boyfriends, and both of them were terrible. Like hold-your-nose-while-vomiting-in-the-toilet terrible. Timmy Smith had been cute, but he couldn’t get it up. We tried a couple times, and he sweated and huffed mightily. But after five attempts, it was clear he wasn’t going to be able to deliver.

Mike Macchio was even worse. This guy talked a big game, but when we were in bed, he had a pathetic case of limp dick. His Big Man on Campus, football player persona was all a lie. When it came down to sexy times, the guy had a pecker as big as my little finger that wouldn’t harden despite my best efforts.

So the fertility clinic it was. After all, the two failures make me doubt myself sometimes. What are the chances that two guys in their twenties would both experience erectile dysfunction when it came to hitting the sack? Was there something about me? Was I causing it? That’s where Sunset Medical came in.

Advertised as the best of the best, the clinic had received five star ratings from the medical board for the last five years straight. And leading the team was their head physician, Chase Roman. Dr. Roman was a reproductive specialist who’d allegedly helped hundreds of women get pregnant and deliver healthy, cooing babies.

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Advertisement #BABYMACHINE Read Online Cassandra Dee, Katie Ford http://www.books2020.com/babymachine-read-online-cassandra-dee-katie-ford Sun, 26 Mar 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/babymachine-read-online-cassandra-dee-katie-ford Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Billionaire, Romance Authors: Cassandra Dee, Katie Ford Advertisement

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CHAPTER ONE

Mason

This should’ve been one of the best nights of my life, but instead it was boring as shit. The box seats were pretty incredible for sure, floor to ceiling glass aeries high in the sky. There was good food. Beautiful ladies, bouncing from lap to lap. An exclusive view of the game on the court below. Nothing I could have imagined when I was a hungry kid desperate to make it big.

But now I’ve made it bigger than big.

Gargantuan.

Billions in cash, rolling like rivers into my bank account.

And yet I was bored.

The two teams below were the best of the best, stacked with MVPs and athletes whose paychecks were in the eight figures.

But that’s nothing.

Eight figures? Please.

More like eleven or twelve zeroes on that shit.

So yeah, I was bored.

“Hey bad boy,” a girl cooed, wriggling onto my lap. Big boobs, skinny ass, and bright red lipstick. Why do girls do their mouths like that? She could give the Joker a run for his money with that wide ear to ear grin.

But the female had no idea what I was thinking. The blonde wriggled, tits bouncing like fake, plasticky water balloons. One almost smacked me in the chin.

But she didn’t notice.

“How’s it going?” the girl cooed once more, trailing long red fingernails down my chest. Fuck, they were like razors, almost taking off a button. “Life treating you well?”

Jonas interrupted from a nearby couch, a similar girl bouncing in his lap.

“Damn, that one’s hot for you, Mason,” he chuckled, knocking back a fifth of something. My respect for this guy isn’t exactly high. He’s a trust fund kid who managed to quadruple his family’s wealth over the last couple of years. But it’s not talent. It’s always been his dad in charge, whether from behind the scenes or straight up with the money. I mean, look at this fucker. He barely made it out of pre-school with that ridiculous cowlick and dirty fingernails.

But Jonas is unstoppable.

“You should let her suck your cock so I can watch,” he grinned lasciviously. “I bet she’d be hot.”

Please motherfucker. I don’t do girls like this. I like ‘em round and luscious, not the ninety-pound bag of bones currently giggling like a maniac for no reason. Because of course, the woman squealed happily.

“Oh my god!” she cooed, mock outraged. But that changed in two seconds flat. “What do you think, big boy?” she whispered into my ear, trailing one hand down my broad chest. “I could do it. I think you’d like it.”

I held back a yawn.

“No thanks,” was my grunt. “I’m a little tired.”

“Tired?” she parroted with wide eyes, mouth already in a round “O.” “That’s why you need me. I’ll wake Mr. Happy right up,” she added with a sly smile, licking her lips.

But I wasn’t into it. I wasn’t into any of these girls in fact. Because yeah, they’re paid to be here. All these girls were aspiring models and actresses who wanted to make a quick buck doing a gig for the Players Club. So yeah, skinny as fuck scarecrows all around, ready to suck dick if the dollars were right.

And the money’s always right, at least for a crowd like this. A lot of the females left our parties with thousands of dollars in their pockets, showered with cash. And they earned that money for sure, doing all sorts of depraved shit at the request of members. There ain’t nothing moolah can’t buy, not in this town.

So the female gazed eagerly at me, fingers already lightly skimming my bulge as dollar signs cha-chinged in her eyes.

But naw. I didn’t want another puppet on my jock. In the beginning, all this stuff with the Players Club was fun, especially when the wealth was new and I felt I had to prove myself. Ten years later though, and it was clear the cash was here to stay. That I was here to stay. But somehow, the scene wasn’t for me anymore. It was for kids and frat boys, dumb idiots who chewed gum with backwards baseball caps, even if they were worth billions. You can’t buy class, that’s for sure.

But the problem was, what next? What did I want? And sadly, there was no clear answer. Instead, my life was like a gaping chasm, a long string of endless, meaningless days. So here I was again, rubbing elbows with a bunch of rich, horny bachelors, bored as shit and already making to leave after ten minutes.

A cheer went up from the crowd below. The home team had scored. But in the skybox, barely anyone noticed, rubbing up against a girl or two as they gorged themselves on food, drink, females, drugs, anything and everything at their disposal.

Rex, CEO of a shoe company, had one girl bobbing her head on his dick as her friend ate her from behind. He was fully dressed and sitting sprawled in a high-backed chair like a king, dick sticking out the fly of a five thousand dollar suit. Both girls were moaning loud, really putting on a show. Fuck. This was right up Jonas’s alley. Why didn’t he bug Rex and not me?

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