Tempt (Cloverleigh Farms, #9)

by Melanie Harlow

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” he told me. And maybe it wasn’t true, maybe it was just a line, maybe he’d said it to twenty other women before me, but I didn’t care. Because he made it feel true. All the insecurities that might have taken the shine off this night were nonexistent.

“Baby, you took my breath away the night we met.” Playfully, I bit her inner thigh. “Now fucking sit on my face before I lose my mind.”