Dirty Together by Meghan March
Book Three of The Dirty Billionaire Trilogy
Date of Publication: January 12, 2016
Blurb
Dirty Pleasures
My wife.
I love saying those words.
She's mine, and if she thinks I'm going to let her run without tracking her down and bringing her back to where she belongswith methen she's about to be introduced to a new reality.
Because I'll fight dirty to give her the happily ever after she deserves.
My wife.
I love saying those words.
She's mine, and if she thinks I'm going to let her run without tracking her down and bringing her back to where she belongswith methen she's about to be introduced to a new reality.
Because I'll fight dirty to give her the happily ever after she deserves.
About Meghan March
Meghan March is the author of contemporary and erotic romance novels.
Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She's also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she's ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.
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I've got a big dick and an even bigger bank account. That's pretty much where my bio ends.Honestly, I don't need to say anything else. I've just sold 99% of women on going home with me.
Do I sound like an asshole to you?
That's because I am.
And guess what? It works for me just fine.
Or at least it did.
Until I met her.
Books talk about sparks flying. Fuck that shit. With her, it was like emergency flares mixed with jet fuel. Or maybe just straight up napalm.
Only one problem.
She wouldn't tell me her name or her number when she disappeared from the hotel room after the hottest fucking night of my life.
Now I've had a taste of unicorn pussythe sweetest, rarest of all pussyand I need it again.
So what's an asshole to do?
I took this problem to the street. A missed connection gone viral.
And when I find her? I'm keeping her.
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I did it. I married a billionaire.My reasons are my own, but the last thing I expected was to feel owned.
I may have taken vows, but I'm still determined to be me.
Now his rules are taking over my world, but I'm not the kind of girl to just obey.
There's only one problem: I might actually be falling for him…
I have no idea how this marriage is going to go, but holding onto a piece of myself while succumbing to his dirty pleasures is shaping up to be the ride of a lifetime.
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Crey is getting lots of love from Holly's hometown, “you take care of that girl, or I’ll have your balls in a sling.” Jesus fucking Christ. I don’t even know what that means, but it’s the third threat I’ve received today." Crey always has high expectations, “woman, I’m going to eff you so hard we break this goddamn table.” Holly drives her man so wild he sometimes forgets to do things, "I rip open my door, round the hood, yank open hers, and reach inside. She squeals when I pull her out and toss her over my shoulder. “Jesus, Crey. Did you even zip your jeans?” I look down and become conscious of the draft that’s very quickly freezing my ***k. I shove my ***t inside my pants." This book was bitter sweet, bitter because Holly and Crey's story has come to an end, but sweet because we saw their relationship grow more in this book then the other two combined. I loved this book.
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