My Irish Lass

When Sophie realized the man she was with, she knew. He may have had a past that wasn't exactly sugar sweet, but now she was his. She had the man every girl dreamed of. The man that could take control of anything and everything including her. The man she would do anything for. Now, she was his. All his. No doubts, no worries. Just hot sex, hotter nights, and toe-curling moments. She was his, but he was hers. Her protector, her lover and her man. Her hot, sexy, tattooed, muscular man who could make her tremble with one kiss.