Alejandro's Kiss

I'm about to walk through fire.

I'd always been the good girl my whole life. Him? He was the bad boy. The outlaw who hurt people for a living--a fatal mix of ink and muscles and irresistible danger.

Then everything changed.

I fell into his arms, and those strong arms pulled me into his bed.

He made me feel reckless.
He made me feel wild.
He made me feel alive.

I know I'm not supposed to fall in love with him. I know that he can only break my heart. But all I can think about is how this bad boy wants to take me.

To hold me.

To claim me.

Some flames never die

I'm an outlaw who doesn't do love. I've had plenty of girls in my bed, but never a repeat customer.

Not until her.

Ali.

From the moment I had her legs wrapped around me. From the moment she whimpered and gasped as I pinned her against the wall. From the moment she lost control in my arms...

... I was hooked.

Now, I can't get my mind off her. I can't stop thinking about her curves.

I need her back in my arms.

I need her screaming my name.

And I'm going to make her mine.