Arranged marriage? Verify.

Cocky brand-new husband? Check.

It’s a married relationship of convenience-one I’m determined to hold strictly professional. I can’t be stupid more than enough to fall because of this sexy playboy’s elegance or advances. I have to be strong, actually if he’s my husband.

Except he has a big dick with an even bigger ego, and his main goal in life seems to be getting me to stroke both. The arrogant bastard is like sweet, sugary chocolate for my sex drive. I know he’s harmful to me.

But I wish to devour every wicked in . of him.

With his sexual prowess and encounter, I understand he’ll be explosive in the bed room. And since we’re stuck collectively for the foreseeable future-keeping up this relationship charade long enough to turn the business profitable again-I are worthy of something to anticipate at the end of a long workday, correct?

What could a single little taste harm? “Alluring, swoony and playful, Kendall Ryan’s Hitched left me salivating for more.”-Provide Me Books