A cocky Scot, an innocent pole dancer and a penthouse apartment with a view. What could go wrong?

To escape her difficult past Sasha jumps into an opportunity of managing the sale of the stylish,up market apartment.All of this sounds like a dream, but no one has ever mentioned the arrogant, mouthy Scottish god that lives next door. The problem is that Dexter isn't just good looking, he is also a fist-clenching, heart-pounding, fervent hot man, who makes her heart flutter uncontrollably. She hates his cock-sure attitude.With the talent, of melting women's panties off at a glance, he thinks he can have Sasha too. Well, he couldn't be more wrong. Sasha would rather eat dirt than sleep with him. He vows not to fall for her, but their scorching attraction proves impossible to ignore...

On the Edge is created by Joanna Mazurkiewicz, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author. 

On the Edge

Good girl, my ass. She was a fucking tease, pretending that she didn't know what she was doing to me in the sauna. I wanted to see if she liked the challenge. The neighbours, my reputation-I didn't fucking care. I wanted her and I was prepared to take a risk.


Staring straight back at her innocent wide eyes, I was done with being the other Dexter.


She was panting, bending over to catch her breath; she must have run all the way up the stairs. It was good that she was taking me seriously. I grabbed her by the elbow and dragged her back to our joined corridor, pushing her against the wall. Her towel fell on the floor and my eyes took in her impressive rack in a wet swimming costume. Her tight little nipples created a fire deep in my groin, awakening hunger for more. I had thought that I could take control, but seeing her like this had crushed whatever resistance I had left within me.


Chapter 16