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Lexi harbors a not-so-secret love for bad boys. She loves fighters, tough-as-nails cowboys, bikers, and criminals. Her husband is a scientist… but he has the heart of a bad boy for sure.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Once upstairs, tucked safely in my apartment, Maddox doesn’t pause. I start to ask him if he wants a drink, but before I can get the words out, he shoves me up against the wall, pinning my body flat against his, his tongue finding mine, spreading my lips, then roughly biting them as a low moan escapes both of us in unison.
“You’re mine,” he growls, whispering in my ear. “Seeing you preening and smiling for all those men tonight – I wanted to kill every one of them – slowly. I want you to myself. I don’t share.”
The heat and blood rush in my ears all at once. My sex pulses with need, and whatever was in my mind about taking things slow — or not giving in — or whatever bullshit I had in my head, I don’t care.
He doesn’t bother with heading to the bedroom, and I don’t care. He yanks at the zipper at the back of my dress, running it all the way down, then pushes it off my shoulders, tugging it past my hips and down to the floor. That done, there’s nothing between us but his suit, his gun, and my very sheer bra and panties.