Sin and Ink (Sweetest Taboo, #1)

by Naima Simone

How dare my body, my mind explode for him—a man I care for, but don’t love—the very first time he’d penetrated my body, when it’d taken over a year of being together before I reached it with the man I adored. And even then, not very often. But there’d been intimacy, affection, commitment, and love between us. Here, with Knox, it’d been purely physical except for a familial love that had just now been conspicuously absent.

Christ. The woman is my Bathsheba, my Delilah, my Mary all rolled into one. My weakness, my damnation…my strength.