The Mr. Wrong Series

by Madden, A. M.

  We exchanged rings and the officiant said, “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now…” The poor man wasn’t able to finish before Dante’s mouth crushed mine in a searing kiss.

  Dante

  My kinky girl had a request as we drove home from our ceremony. Apparently, she needed to fulfill her own little fantasy. Naturally, I agreed, because doing anything she asked was a no-brainer.

  Once home, she enlightened me on what it was she wanted. Before we started the photo shoot / striptease I’d be starring in, Cassie asked that I play one of the songs I used to strip to on the speaker in the corner. Amused at her game, I found “Hot for Teacher” on one of my playlists, smiling at the sexy gasp that escaped when she heard it. It wasn’t the best song to strip to, but it helped effectively prove my point.

  That was until she peeled that sexy white dress off her fucking hot body and stood staring at me in nothing but heels and see-through scraps of lace… tables turned, the joke was now on me… yet again.

  Even hearing her words wasn’t easy when all the blood in my body rushed toward my cock, leaving a dull thumping between my ears.

  “Take off your jacket,” she said, her voice husky from lust.

  I allowed the music to manipulate my moves as I used to years ago. With slow gyrations, I did as she asked, tossing my black suit jacket onto the chaise nearby. “Now what, Mrs. Benedetto?”

  Seeing my diamond ring glinting on her slim finger as she held the camera to her face made it difficult to follow through with my promise to behave. “Shirt next, but slowly.” One by one, my fingers released the buttons from their confines, the only sound coming from the clicking of each shot she took. Once my shirt hung open, she quickly said, “Take it off.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” My dress shirt soon found its place beside my discarded jacket.

  “Run your thumb over your bottom lip.” Staring right at the camera, giving her a look that read the minute this charade was over I’d be fucking her hard, I obeyed my wife and gave her what she asked for.

  Meanwhile, my cock screamed to be let out. I had no idea if she knew how challenging this reversal of roles was for me. Besides the obvious of needing to be the one holding the camera, waiting for her next instruction as she stood a few feet away in that sexy-as-fuck lingerie drove me insane.

  The way her dark-pink nipples practically pushed through the fabric, and how it molded over her smooth pussy, made it hard to focus. Not to mention, that fucking garter that hugged her hips and held up sheer stockings, of which I couldn’t wait to drag off each leg with my teeth.

  “Dante.”

  My eyes cut up to her face, only then noticing she held the camera near one hip as her hand fisted on the other. “Sorry, what did you say?”

  “Unbutton and unzip your pants. Show me your boxer briefs.” Now we’re talking. Again, I followed her command, leaving the black wool fabric to hang open and reveal the top of my shaft.

  “Sorry, I’m not wearing boxer briefs.” I couldn’t see her eyes, but the way her mouth hung open before her teeth clamped on that full plump lip gave me the satisfaction that my photographer wasn’t as composed as she let on to be. “Should I take my pants off?” She gave me a small nod just as her throat worked a swallow. Hooking my thumbs between the fabric and my skin, with one hard shove they fell and pooled around my ankles.

  Needing to move this along, I continued to stun my wife by rolling my hips, running my hands over my abs, and fondling my piercing. I wasn’t sure if the reason I no longer heard clicking was because her breathing had become so audible, or if she had stopped taking pictures. Either way, I was done.

  “Cassandra,” I said as I gripped my cock and began pumping. “Your time is up. Put the camera down and get over here.”

  “Fine. But first one more picture.” She smirked before lifting the camera to her eye.

  “Okay, what do you want me to do?”

  “Just one thing… Smile, beautiful.”

  Epilogue

  Dante

  “Are you ready, Mrs. Benedetto?” I’d never tire of saying her new title. The fact that I was responsible for it made it all the better. And watching her beam up at me, with a sparkle in her baby blues, gave me joy.

  “More than ready, Mr. Benedetto.”

  Hand in hand, we walked into our Saturday night hangout. Our friends didn’t know anything—not that we were together or that we were in New York, and most of all that we were married.

  For the past few days, as we remained sequestered in our apartment, my wife was ready to combust. All she wanted to do was call her friends, but instead I insisted she call her family. Mine, on the other hand, would know soon enough when we arrived in Milan.

  We weren’t at all surprised at her parents’ reaction. Besides shock, they were understandably upset Cassie wouldn’t have the wedding they always dreamed of. But hearing my girl tell them that I had fulfilled her dream seemed to appease them for now. Our compromise was that they’d throw us a party for closest friends and family once my contract was up and we returned to the States.

  But tonight was all about breaking the news to our friends.

  Walking into Dispatch, Cassie spotted Luca and Sabrina ahead of us. Camouflaged by the crowd, we stood a few feet behind them, not wanting to take away from their announcement as they greeted our friends.

  Squeals echoed over the noisy bar, having us assume the cat was out of the bag regarding their nuptials. From where we stood, a round of hugs and kisses of congratulations rained down on them. Brae wiped tears of joy from her eyes, as she held Sabrina’s hand, admiring her new ring.

  “Our turn, beautiful.”

  In only a few steps, we reached the table and were welcomed with silent stares. “Surprise!” Cassie said with a wave of her left hand.

  Sabrina twisted at the sound of Cassie’s voice. “Oh my God! You’re together?”

  Brae followed with, “You’re in New York?”

  Luca cocked his head to the side. “What happened to the job?”

  Kyle and Jude smirked and remained silent.

  But when Vanessa pointed at Cassie’s hand and exclaimed, “What the fuck is on your finger?” another wave of silence swarmed around us. “Not you too?”

  “My brother wasn’t the only one to take a wife. It’s my pleasure to introduce you to Mrs. Dante Benedetto.”

  Brae’s hand fisted at her hip. “I can’t believe you!” She pointed to Cassie before doing the same to Luca. “And you.”

  Jude shook his head. “The fuck! I had to deal with irate cocks and barn animals—”

  Kyle interjected. “I loved that barn. Nessa, remember fucking on the haystack?”

  She rubbed her backside. “I remember hay in places it shouldn’t have been.”

  “Hey…” Jude snapped his fingers to get our attention. “My point is… I would have gladly taken Brae to a remote place and married her without any of you clowns around.”

  “And miss my fabulous toast?” Kyle nudged Jude with his shoulder. “Plus, Brae would have been sad, and we know how well you handle that.”

  “This is true.” Jude leaned over and kissed his wife on the lips. “I’d do anything to make you happy, Sparky.”

  “Thank you. And I for you,” she said in response. “But if you recall, I did make up for the fact we had a farmhouse wedding on our honeymoon.”

  “Hmm… did you?” he asked teasingly. “I may need a reminder.”

  Once the Sorens were done reflecting on their nuptials, Kyle ordered a round of champagne for the table and sparkling water for Brae, who insisted on hearing all the details. Luca shared everything that happened in Milan, and then I picked up where he left off. The only difference was our story included our reunion. The fact that we got married in the parking lot where our worlds collided… literally… brought about more sighs from the women.

  “Vanessa, before I forget, I owe you a photoshoot.” Glancing at Kyle, I added, “You can join in as well.”

  My s
uggestion had Vanessa smiling from ear to ear. “Ooh, like a sexy boudoir shoot?”

  “Not a chance,” Kyle spit out. “Dante isn’t seeing us in our underwear.”

  Rather than turn this into a debate, I shrugged. “I’ll leave it up to the both of you. Just call me when you decide, and we’ll set something up for when I get back.”

  Brae, the romantic, smirked at Vanessa and Kyle. “You know, it could be an engagement portrait. You two are the only ones left. And…” She glared at them before spouting, “you better not go off and elope. We need a big bash… Kyle can afford it.”

  “Technically,” Vanessa said with sarcasm, “Desiree isn’t married either.”

  “Did I hear my name?” All heads flipped around and stared at the woman I assumed by her comment was Desiree.

  “Holy shit!” Cassie exclaimed, jumping out of her chair and almost knocking over her glass of bubbly. “What are you doing here?” She threw her arms around her brunette friend, not realizing a line had formed behind her to do the same.

  It took a full thirty minutes for the girls to all calm down. When Desiree was introduced to Sabrina and me, she said, “I feel like I know you both already.”

  Knowing about her last phone conversation with my wife, I thanked her for helping Cassie realize we needed to be together.

  Tonight turned out to be a night full of surprises. And with this new extended family that I was now part of, I knew there would be many, many more surprises to come.

  The End

  Acknowledgments

  The Mr. Wrong Series was an absolute blast to write. We laughed, cried, and swooned… and swooned some more.

  We hope we don’t forget anyone, and if we do, please know it wasn’t intentional.

  First, we’d like to thank the readers. We all love to read and talk about the books and characters we love, and we’re so thankful for your support.

  To Franci Neill, thank you from the bottom of our hearts for taking the time to help us. Your behind-the-scenes efforts are truly appreciated.

  Sommer Stein at Perfect Pear Creative Covers, your talents are unsurpassed. You not only created individual covers we love, you also created the perfect boxed set cover that depicts our series perfectly. We are so happy to have you on our team.

  To Jennifer Mirabelli and the team at Wildfire Marketing Solutions, thank you for helping us spread the word and prepare all our amazing readers for The Mr. Wrong boxed set release.

  To all the bloggers, thank you for all the time you spend supporting authors and reading our stories. You take time out of your personal lives, and we are very thankful.

  Tami Norman at Integrity Formatting, you’re always a pleasure to work with. Thank you for making our words look pretty. We absolutely adore you! You’re the best!

  To our families, thank you for putting up with our long nights, takeout dinners, and all the craziness that ensued while we wrote this series that we love so much. Without your love and support, we wouldn’t have been able to write these fun and sexy books for others to fall in love with.

  A & J

  About A.M. Madden & Joanne Schwehm

  A.M. Madden

  A.M. Madden is a USA Today bestselling author, as well as 2016 eLit gold medalist for Best Romance Ebook and 2016 IPPY Award silver medalist for Best Romance Ebook.

  She also cowrites with Joanne Schwehm, and Finding Mr. Wrong, the first book in the Mr. Wrong series, is a bestseller that won the 2018 Book Excellence Finalist Award. Scoring Mr. Romeo, book three, won the 2019 Book Excellence Finalist Award.

  A.M. is a wife, a mother, an avid reader of romance novels, and now an author.

  “It’s all about the HEA.”

  A.M. Madden is the author of the popular Back-Up series, as well as several other contemporary romances. She is also a published author with Loveswept/Random House.

  Her debut novel was Back-Up, the first in the Back-Up Series. In Back-Up, A.M.’s main character, Jack Lair, caused readers to swoon. They call themselves #LairLovers, and have been faithful supporters to Jack, as well as the rest of his band, Devil’s Lair.

  A.M. truly believes that true love knows no bounds. In her books, she aspires to create fun, sexy, realistic romances that will stay with you after the last page has been turned. She strives to create characters the reader can relate to and feel as if they know personally.

  A self-proclaimed hopeless romantic, she loves getting lost in a good book. She also uses every free moment of her timing writing, while spending quality time with her three handsome men. A.M. is a Gemini and an Italian Jersey Girl, but despite her Zodiac sign, nationality, or home state, she is very easygoing. She loves the beach, loves to laugh, and loves the idea of love.

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  Other Books by A.M. Madden

  The Back-Up Series

  Back-Up

  Front & Center

  Encore

  Backstage

  The Devil’s Lair

  Backstage Pass

  Sold Out

  True Heroes Series

  Stone Walls

  Glass Ceilings

  Dark Corners

  Breaking the Rules Series

  LOVE on the Horizon

  Hostile Workplace

  Stand-Alone Novels

  The Shortstop

  Vanishing Act

  Shock Jock

  Liner Notes

  The Mr. Wrong Series

  (A Series of Stand-Alone Novels Cowritten with Joanne Schwehm)

  Finding Mr. Wrong

  Taming Mr. Flirt

  Scoring Mr. Romeo

  Craving Mr. Kinky

  Loving Miss Sassy

  All purchase links can be found on www.ammadden.com

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  Joanne Schwehm

  Joanne is a bestselling and award-winning independent romance author and has written several contemporary romance novels. She also co-writes with A.M. Madden, and Finding Mr. Wrong, the first book in the Mr. Wrong series, is a bestseller that won the 2018 Book Excellence Finalist Award. The third book in the series, Scoring Mr. Romeo, won the 2019 Book Excellence Finalist Award. Joanne strives to create relatable characters that readers will laugh and fall in love with, … and maybe shed an occasional tear.

  Above all else, she’s a mother and wife and loves spending time with her family. She enjoys meeting new people, traveling, reading and relaxing on a beach.

  When she’s not writing or devouring a great book, Joanne is an avid sports fan, especially when it comes to the New York Yankees and Dallas Cowboys. She also enjoys playing and watching golf.

  Joanne loves everything about romance—she attributes this to her Italian upbringing. She believes everyone should have romance in their lives and hopes her books bring joy and happiness to readers.

  Other Books by Joanne Schwehm

  Stand-Alone Novels

  Hard Love

  Ryker

  A Heart’s Forgiveness

  The Critic

  The Prescott Series

  Incumbent

  Gripped

  Charmed

  Stiffed

  Hooked

  Hitched

  The Chance Series Duet

  Unexpected Chance

  My Chance

  The Mr. Wrong Series

  (A Series of Stand-Alone Novels Cowritten with Joanne Schwehm)

  Finding Mr. Wrong

  Taming Mr. Flirt

  Scoring Mr.
Romeo

  Craving Mr. Kinky

  Loving Miss Sassy

  Contact Joanne

  Website: www.joanneschwehmbooks.com

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  A.M. Madden & Joanne Schwehm

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