Bosses With Benefits

Contents Title Copyright Books by Cassie Cole 1 - Ginny 2 - Michael 3 - Ginny 4 - Ginny 5 - Michael 6 - Ginny 7 - August 8 - Ginny 9 - Ginny 10 - Ginny 11 - Ginny 12 - Kai 13 - Ginny 14 - Ginny 15 - Kai 16 - Michael 17 - Ginny 18 - Ginny 19 - Michael 20 - Ginny 21 - Ginny 22 - August 23 - Ginny 24 - Ginny 25 - Ginny 26 - Ginny 27 - Kai 28 - Ginny 29 - Michael 30 - Michael 31 - Ginny 32 - Ginny 33 - Ginny 34 - Kai 35 - Ginny 36 - Ginny 37 - Ginny 38 - Ginny 39 - Kai 40 - Ginny 41 - Ginny 42 - August 43 - Ginny 44 - Ginny 45 - Kai 46 - Michael 47 - Michael 48 - Ginny 49 - Ginny 50 - Kai 51 - Michael 52 - August 53 - Ginny 54 - Michael 55 - Ginny 56 - Kai 57 - Ginny 58 - Ginny 59 - Ginny Epilogue Bonus Chapter Sneak Peek - Nanny for the Mercenaries About the Author Bosses With Benefits Copyright © 2023 Juicy Gems Publishing All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without prior consent of the author. Edited by Gail Gentry Follow me on social media to stay up-to-date on new releases, announcements, and prize giveaways! www.cassiecoleromance.com Books by Cassie Cole Standalone Novels Bosses With Benefits Nanny for the Mercenaries Shared by the Billionaires Nanny for the Santas Nanny for the Firemen Nanny for the SEALs Shared by the Cowboys Nanny for the Billionaire Her Lucky Charm Naughty Resolution Unwrapped Frostbitten Snowbound Hail Mary Extra Credit Nanny With Benefits Triple Play Tiger Queen The Study Group Undercover Action Trained At The Gym Christmas Package The Naughty List Smolder Sealed With A Kiss Full Contact The Proposition Saved by the SEALs Shared by her Bodyguards Triple Team All In Five Alarm Christmas Drilled Broken In Pyromancer’s Path Warrior’s Wrath Mage’s Mercy Tinker’s Trial Ranger’s Risk Shadow’s Savior 1 Ginny I was the latest example in a long history of sex workers. That’s not to say I was a prostitute. God, no! That’s an important distinction that I want to make very clear. Not that there’s anything wrong with prostitution. As long as the woman (or man, as the case may be) has total agency over the decisions they make with their body, and aren’t being coerced or exploited, then hey, go wild. Do whatever you want. When done right, prostitution is great. But it’s not what I did. I was an OnlyFans model. It was nine o’clock on a Sunday night, and I had just gone through my typical pre-show routine. I took a long, hot bath. I shaved my legs. I selected one of the outfits from my closet to wear—tonight I was going with a black teddy with Venice lace, a playful satin bow in the front, and garters connected to black stockings. The routine had become something like a religious ritual. Swapping one persona for another. The transition into my naughty Mr. Hyde. Completing the routine, I pinned my hair back and donned a long, red wig. When I was done, I examined myself in the standing mirror in the corner. I looked like a slightly curvier version of Jessica Rabbit. I nodded at my reflection. “It’s showtime.” My bedroom looked like a studio. Well, I guess it really was a studio. I had a Neewer Professional Softbox Kit, which was a series of four stand-lights attached to umbrellas to make sure the lighting wasn’t too harsh. My Razer Kiyo high-resolution webcam was mounted on a tripod facing the bed, and behind it was my computer desk with two ultra-wide monitors. Altogether, my setup cost about five grand, and that’s not counting the drawer full of toys that I used. But as someone smarter than me once said, you had to spend money to make money. And let me tell you: I made a lot of money doing this. I used a remote to turn on my feed, and a red light on the webcam appeared. I had the feed displayed on one of my monitors, which allowed me to make sure everything was perfectly centered and working properly. I laid sideways on the bed in a casual position. Like this was how I normally spent my evenings, rather than being meticulously planned for the feed. I hit another button on my remote to enable the online stream. Instantly, the three hundred and forty-nine viewers who were in the lobby were connected to the stream. On my second monitor, their typed comments filled the chat log. “Hi everyone,” I said in a sultry voice. “Thanks for tuning in tonight. I was just getting comfortable…” I stretched on the bed, arching my back a little bit. Showing off my curves. I knew all the angles that best emphasized my assets, and I was well-practiced at showing them off for the camera. I finished stretching and rolled over onto my belly, then pushed up until I was on my hands and knees. Then I raised up into a kneeling position, and tossed my hair dramatically. “Do you like what I’m wearing?” I asked. Seconds later, their responses flowed into the chat log. “So fucking sexy” “I love the teddy” “Show us the back” “Your tits look amazing in it” “I liked the corset yesterday more” “Hot” “Damn bby u always wear the hottest lingerie” “Mmm” “GOD DAMN” “I like you better without anything on” “I’m so hard right now” “That would go great with the red stockings” “Am I late? Did I miss anything?” “Bend over facing the camera” “Amazing” “Woooooow” “Hurry up and get to the good part” “Vry sexy” I only glanced at the messages. They didn’t matter right now. I was just getting started. Foreplay