Strung

Madden Knox is tempting, talented and undeniably addictive to the last drop. He’s the Wild rush that I crave. The one night stand that all girls spend their nights fantasizing about. Dirty, hard, in charge and completely confident in all that he does. Especially with those fingers…

      He’s the last thing that I expect to find wandering around my brother’s beach house, naked, only wearing a guitar, but he’s the first thing that has ever had me craving for just one ‘anything goes’ night.

      focus, Teegan. Just write your book. That was my plan. Leave my boring small town behind, bring my computer, clothes and whatever other crap I might need and find a little inspiration at my brother’s night club on the beach.

      A little inspiration is more than what I get slapped with. Talk about wanting to make love to a voice. I never knew exactly what that meant until I heard him playing at my brother’s club, but now just the thought of anything that has to do with that man’s tongue, leaves my whole body vibrating with a hunger that I’m not sure I can fight.

      Just one taste. One night. No strings.

      I’m a liar if I’d said I thought that would be possible. If I thought his guitar playing abilities were hot, seeing him in charge, demanding orders at Vortex, my brother’s club that Madden manages, has me completely coming undone and about ready to fall at his feet and obey. He’s a master at getting whatever he wants with little or no effort at all and I can’t help but to hope he wants me.

      Naughty, demanding, skilled and with a body that screams trouble with every rock hard muscle. He’s wrong in every way and…

      I’m completely fucking strung.