Country Liquor (Sugar County Boys, #4)

He’s a country devil with a heavenly tongue.
They call him the Liquor King.
Wild, untamed, dangerous, and undeniably dominant.
This is wrong. This is filthy.
...But this just might be love at first lick.
 
Winona:
First he made me scream, then he made me gasp for more.

I made a deal with the devil. I’ll be his fake wife for a cut of the huge inheritance he’s about to land. It’s all supposed to be pretend. But that’s before I get lost in those gorgeous, fierce eyes. That’s before I fall for that filthy mouth, those tempting lips, and that body carved out of marble.

…That’s before I wake up hungover, half-naked, and totally actually married to the hottest, most toe-curlingly alpha moonshine-making outlaw in Sugar County.
I’m so screwed.
 

Silas:
Being a Marine sniper left me a little wild. But seeing her? Well, that makes me crazy.

The moment I lay eyes on her, I know one thing: she’s mine. That firecracker mouth, those curves that beg for my filthy hands to hold on tight, and that ass a man could sink his teeth into. She has me obsessed and driven to claim by any means necessary - even if I have to throw her over my shoulder caveman-style.

Sweet as pie and hot as summer rain. She’ll be my captive. My prize. My perfect country bride. I’m gonna show her how we do liquor out here in the country.

…And I could sip her sugar all day long.