Freya: I’ve always loved going to s*x parties. It’s an itch that I need scratched, and it works out because I’m able to do the worst of the worst without judgment: after all, I’m pregnant, and I’m engaging in backdoor love with not one, but sometimes two, three or even more men at these things. It’s the only thing that helps with the awful nausea from my pregnancy, and these days I need it A LOT.
But one day, I’m gardening and a wave of pain comes out of nowhere …
Agony rips me apart and I squirm on the ground while clutching my belly…
When my handsome neighbor appears, ready for the rescue!
Mark Fierceton is a gorgeous fireman with a bronzed chest, rippling abs, and blue eyes that see EVERYTHING. He asks what to do and I end up blurting my awful secret: I need it deep in my backside to help with the crippling pains.
But instead of being shocked, Mark is *totally* into it.
Soon, the handsome alpha male is helping me through my pregnancy nausea every morning, afternoon, and night, making me cry out with fierce pleasure.
But this isn’t a relationship because I’m not ready. I have enough on my plate, and my neighbor doesn’t need the baggage that comes with dating an unemployed single mom-to-be. But what if the alpha male wants me regardless? What do I do with our impossible situation after the baby is born?
This is a tale that turns the usual romance trope on its head because in this story, Freya’s the one who’s not ready for a relationship with a gorgeous man who solves her problems. But Mark’s a domineering asshole (even if he’s gentle with his woman) and he doesn’t take no easily. Watch as sparks fly and the going gets hot because Freya’s in for a hard lesson up her backside that our hero is only too happy to deliver! This is a follow-up to Mouthful of Sin, but all of my books may be read as standalones. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a HEA for my readers.