Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

by Melanie Harlow

“The day we met, I thought you were so innocent and sweet.” He struggled for control as I continued to ride him. Leaning forward, I grazed my tongue along his bottom lip. “The day we met, I thought about biting you.” “Fuck. Who are you?”

Hello, heart? This is brain. We’d like to remind you of the rules on this ride. In order to stay safe, you must keep your hands, feet, and feelings inside the cart at all times. We cannot be responsible for items that are lost or stolen. In case of an emergency, please use the nearest exit.

“That’s how I want to be loved—big and crazy. Because that’s how I love.”