Falling for the Bully (MF)

Falling in Love 3

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 34,100
4 Ratings (5.0)

Max Carter was an asshole as a teenager. He did stupid things, and one of them was hurting Aria Smith. As a grown man, he has to own up to his mistakes, and now he has to prove to her he’s changed. When he discovers she’s going on a date with some stranger, jealousy fills him.

Aria’s first mistake was getting drunk. Her second one was not deleting her internet history. Her third mistake? Agreeing to use Max for all her sexy desires. He’s an asshole, one she’s been determined to avoid. But it’s the little things, like how he walks her to work and back home every single day. How can she say no?

They were only supposed to be a bit of fun, and their friends were never supposed to find out. However, they can’t hide their feelings for one another, or at least Max can’t. For him, it’s not about fucking—he’s in love with her. Only now, he’s got to make her fall for him, too.

This single man is ready to settle down and become a husband and a father, but will his woman give him the time of day?

This is the concluding installment of the Falling in Love series.

Falling for the Bully (MF)
4 Ratings (5.0)

Falling for the Bully (MF)

Falling in Love 3

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 34,100
4 Ratings (5.0)
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“So you’re just going to give up. You’re not going to explore other options?” he asked.

“I have no other options. It’s fine.” She didn’t look at him.

“How horny are you right now?”

“None of your business.”

“I bet you’re wet. There was a lot of hardcore stuff. Spanking, rock hard fucking. I was shocked by the kind of stuff you watched. I mean, you’re sweet and lovely, but I guess what they say is true. It’s the quiet ones you’ve got to watch out for.”

“Get out.”

Max held up his hands. “I’m not judging you.”

“Then why are you here?”

“Because I want to offer you my services.”

“Are you, like, an escort or something? Is that what you do in your free time?”

He laughed. “No, I don’t prostitute myself at all.”

She pressed her hand to her face and groaned. “Are you talking in riddles here? I don’t want someone to have sex with. I want a partner. Someone who means something to me. Not somebody paid to do the pleasure.” She couldn’t even believe she was having this conversation with him.

What she hated even more right now was how tempted she was to be with him. Max wasn’t the guy for her. They had nothing in common, and yet, she couldn’t help but wonder if using him like this, wouldn’t be worth it?

The two of them together, they were toxic, but she had no intention of having a long-lasting relationship with him. Far from it.

She wanted something special with a guy she could trust, but that wasn’t going to happen through a dating website or with any kind of matchmaking thing. She had to find a guy for herself.

Max took a step toward her.

In high school, she had hated him. She still hated him, but what he offered tempted her.

“You know I’m not used to offering this for anyone. I take girls, fuck them, and forget them.”

“Then leave.”

“Tell me you’re not tempted.”

Again, she wished she could argue with him. That she didn’t feel this overwhelming need to tell the truth.

Max smiled. “You see, you are tempted.”

“So what? We have sex and then go about our business as if nothing ever happened? Is that what you’re offering?” she asked.

Max stepped right up close to her. His body was so close to hers, she could smell his cologne. “I’m offering you the chance to work out every single dirty thought you’ve had with me. Nothing is off limits. You give yourself to me, and I’ll give you what your little pussy has been demanding.”

“What happened to the nice guy? The one that felt guilty.”

“He’ll never disappear, Aria. He’s right here. I can make it up to you.”

“I don’t want or need pity. Not from you. Not from anyone.”

“I’m not giving you pity. Not even a little bit. I’m giving you an option you’ve always denied yourself.” His hand cupped her hip, and she bit her lip, trying to contain the moan that one touch created inside her.

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