I could barely believe how horny the sight of a naked man was making me, even if he wasn’t like any man I’d ever known.Rita feels invisible. She’s a plus-size secretary in a job surrounded by white walls and monotony. Every day is the same until she dreams of the perfect…demon?The exciting and unreal incubus offers her sweet surrender and affection. He makes all of the pain go away. For the first time in so long she feels loved and desired, and quickly she finds she can think of nothing else.Nothing but her new Incubus Master.Every night he touches her in new ways, teaching her new and forbidden pleasure as he dominates her. He teases her with his passion and experience, but in the end, will she surrender everything to be with him?~~Excerpt~~Why I wasn’t more alarmed at the presence of a dark, ashen skinned man with horns of the devil, I couldn’t say. I was more consumed with what he’d said, as if his very words were something that could not be ignored by universal law.“But you are,” he said, and his voice was something of a seductive whine as he trailed his nose up my neck to my ear and then wrapped his lips around the lobe. To feel his warm, moist mouth take that bit of skin and flesh in and suckle it softly...I couldn’t help but tremble, and he brought a hand up to cup one of my breasts, hefting it in his palm. “And I’ve never seen a pair so big that were quite so lovely as these,” he murred in my ear, each word a honey treat.God, it had been so long since I’d been touched, and my eyes fluttered back. Even if it all was a dream, a hallucination brought on by bad food or loneliness, it didn’t matter. It felt so real, and so welcomed that I swear I felt moisture beginning to form in my blue eyes, so I blinked it away.“You’re not real,” I managed in a soft voice, and it sounded like I was lamenting the fact. Because I was. Even some devil was better than the endless loneliness.