She's heart-meltingly sweet.
He's deliciously sinful.
Greyson Decker is your typical jock; God in the bedroom, king on the field. His brooding glare and shredded body terrifies as much as it turns on, and that gets him as much attention with women as it does with NFL recruits.
Synamie Blake is not your typical cheerleader. Forced to be hardened by her past, she is tough and smart; two things that don't get you far in the college social scene.
When their worlds collide, Greyson becomes a protective friend who ups her social rank and pulls her into his world of parties, great friends, better teammates and something much, much dirtier. I mean, her name does rhyme with sin...
Syn hated the idea of being under Greyson's daunting wing, especially right after escaping the claws of her past, but he is nothing like his bad boy reputation perceived.
He rips her from her nightmares, she seeps into his soul, and they become so hooked, not even the entire span of a football field could keep their burning passion in check.
But their path to becoming friends to lovers might be harsher than the fire between them.
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He looks irate, and for some reason, that makes me burst into hysterics. "Do you get enjoyment from my pain, you demon child?"
That only makes me laugh harder. "You're a grumpy old man," I inform him. I'm grinning up at him, and I'm glad he has my arms pinned to my sides because I want to pull his lips into a smile, and right now he'd probably bite my fingers off if I did that.
And then he says, with a dark glare and a deep scowl, the sweetest words I have ever heard. "Fine. If I have to go infertile for you to smile at me like that, then so be it."
And that's when I knew, in this weird, hazy, drunken moment, that Greyson Decker was undoubtedly the best thing that has ever happened to me.
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Cover model: Chase Mattson
One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction.
Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything.
When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs.
A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends.
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"Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region.
My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches.
"Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."