Finding Mr. Wrong (Mr. Wrong #1)

by A.M. Madden

“Okay, why the graduated star tattoos?” “Because the ‘biggest star’ is behind my zipper.” He smirked, using air quotes, his brows waggling. “Can you be serious?” “I am serious.”

Hell, his penetrating gaze alone was enough to send me over the edge. But his mouth on me, his fingers in me, the memory of all he did to me, caused my insides to clench. There was no denying my body came alive under his touch . . . nor was there any denying I wanted more.

I twisted her around my body until she straddled my front. Pausing with my hands holding her up by her ass, we came nose to nose. The look in her eyes made me want to fuck her right then, right there.

H.O.T.

“Are you good?” She bit her bottom lip. “I’ve been told I’m amazing.” “That you are. But you know what?” “Hmmm?” I lifted her off the floor, forcing her legs to wrap around my waist. Pinning her against the door, with the weight of my body supporting her, I held her hands above her head. “I think you need to remind me how amazing you are.”