Flip (Next Level, #2)

by Briana Michaels

the kind of woman the devil himself would crawl out of Hell and be a better man for. She should be worshipped, spoiled, protected at all costs. And fucked six ways to Sunday.

The top of her head hits my chin, but her attitude makes her seem ten feet tall.

She’s chaotic and controlled. Methodical. Messy.

“Here.” I sit in my seat and tap my leg. “I want you right here, my hungry little slut.”