He is a very bad man. There is nothing good about him…
Unless you count the things he does to me between the sheets. Those are good, very good.
Everything else about him is bad to the core.
One drunken night of bone-melting sex should have been the end of it—especially since I woke up alone.
Until he shows up at my door complete with handcuffs. I hate him for what he’s doing. Too bad my body can’t resist him.
Torch:
She has a body that makes men beg. I had to have her.
I didn’t realize one night with her would be a drug—one I’d crave over and over.
Katie’s past brings me to her door. I should walk away. I can’t.
My President asked me to do this job and technically, I am. I’m doing her against the wall, in the shower, on the counter, the table…
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Katie: