Cover Design: Amy Daws
Release Date: December 13, 2017
I have a dirty mouth. That’s the truth. Women love it. And I have no plans on changing. Why would I?
I like my life. The women, the partying, the fun.
Until I meet my new neighbour.
She’s messing with my good thing. She’s annoying, and persistent, and a pain in the…well you get the idea. She’s also gorgeous, and smart…and completely immune to me.
And now she needs my help with a little Ex payback and I’m more than happy to lend my expertise. Now all I have to do is keep from falling for her in the process. How hard can that be?
His touch was softer than she had anticipated. If she had been in her right mind, she would have even described it as tender. But she was definitely not in her right mind. She looked up at him, feeling overwhelmed and confused.
He trailed a path down her cheek to her chin, where his fingers rested lightly. Sophie forgot how to breathe. There was no mistaking the look in his eyes.
There were no need for words. Oh my God, he wants to kiss me.
Amidst all that had happened, as soon as the intention behind his look became obvious to her, her insides began to melt. A swarm of butterflies burst in her belly as they continued to gaze at each other.
Nathan dipped his head slightly before stopping and scanning over her face as if checking for permission. Involuntarily, Sophie’s lips parted.
She was close enough to see the shining gold of the dark stubble covering his jawline. He smelled like musk and ocean her wildest fantasy.
God, please kiss me. Every heartbeat sent a violent throb between her legs as the anticipation of having Nathan Windsor this close to her began to take over her most primal instincts.
Finally, Nathan tilted her chin upwards and, with his gaze unfaltering, met her lips with his.
His mouth was hot, unbelievably soft and slightly sticky from the champagne. He gently flicked his tongue along her bottom lip teasingly slowly, before kissing her harder, his mouth firmly and passionately on hers.
Sliding both hands around the small of her back, he tugged her into him. Her body pressed hard up against the firmness of his and she couldn’t help but push in further, wanting every single part of her sliding against him, wanting every part of him touching her.
If he hadn’t been holding her so strongly, she was sure that her knees would have buckled and she would have fallen to the floor. There was not one single point in her life where she could remember ever feeling like she wanted someone this badly. Her head was swimming.
“Jesus, you are so damn sexy. Why do you taste so good?” Nathan murmured, his words vibrating against her lips, his breath hot against her lips. It felt naughty and sensual.
Hearing him say that she was turning him on made her moan softly. Instinctively, she canted her pelvis against him, her body moving independently of her mind. She needed him so bad.
Nathan’s hand slid to her hips, tightening, and he groaned low as he pulled her against the length of his pulsing erection. The impact of her pelvic bone hitting his thigh lit a firework in her clitoris. She felt it pulse and begin to swell.
He moved his mouth to the edge of her earlobe. “I really want to know what you taste like everywhere. Right here in your neck. On your belly. Right behind your knee. And Jesus, I really want to know what your pussy tastes like,” he whispered. This time, Sophie’s knees did buckle, though Nathan’s grip was tight enough to steady her.
His voice seemed to travel directly to her clit, each word massaging the growing ball of heat gathering there. He bit her earlobe and she erupted in pleasurable goose bumps, the sweet pain tickling down her spine like an electric current.
What the fuck was happening here?
Mr. Big by Nana Malone
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About the Author
USA Today Best Seller, Nana Malone's love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she "borrowed" from her cousin.
It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She's been in love with kick butt heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.
While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, in the meantime Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.
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