Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
I swore I’d never speak to him again, that I’d never set eyes on him again as long as I lived.
But I was wrong.
When life gets too much and you need to escape, the poison that might kill you becomes oh so tempting.
I craved his perverted ways, his smirk, his laughter as he pushed my body way past its limits.
I needed a release from the crazy. Just once.
Just one night. That’s what I told myself.
No strings, no illusions, no promises. Nothing but the lasting thrill of his flesh on mine.
The lasting hit of his poisonous touch.
But when poison runs through your veins, the way he runs through mine, it’s toxic and eats you alive.
This much passion always comes at a price…
Fuck, how I wanted to be her. Every single inch of me wanted to be her.
But it wasn’t about the man next to her. I’d barely even noticed what he looked like. He was a hot guy in a suit, sure. But that wasn’t it.
It was the flash of memory that stormed up from the depths of me. The flash of the only time in my life I’d ever felt like that about someone else’s flesh. Someone else’s mouth. Someone else’s hands, and words, and cock.
I’d only ever kissed one man like that. I’d only ever wanted one man like that. Needed one man like that. Craved one man like that.
The man who totally fucking destroyed me… and it wasn’t the man whose engagement ring was on my finger.
Jade is as dirty as you’d expect from her novels, and talking smut makes her smile