I'm Payton Blake. Just another twenty-something girl, living the dream. That’s what I tell myself every morning. That I’m successful, self-aware, and well-balanced. It's just a tiny fib. I would be all of those things, if I had friends who didn’t work with me at the bank. And if I made it to pilates more than once a quarter. And if watermelon slushies weren't the main source of nutrients in my diet. It wouldn’t hurt if I’d had sex in the last year, either. (My best friend insists Jorge the Nightstand Boyfriend doesn’t count.) But when you know where you're going, you don’t need to enjoy the ride. Right? Even if some teeny part of me did want to fool around, Max Donovan would be the last guy I’d call. Sure, he made the indie video game that broke the internet. And yeah, his eyebrow piercing’s sexy, in a ‘what-are-you-in-a-band?’ kind of way. And fighting with him gets me going faster than Jorge on bezerker mode…He’s still colder than a cactus and twice as prickly. And I’m not talking about his face, because the guy’s barely old enough to shave. It’d really be best if we just ignored each other. Which is a problem, because Max Donovan is my new biggest client. So what happens when the girl who lives to work meets the guy who was born to play? Game on.

Being bad never felt so good... Everything in my office is off-limits. Making a charity calendar of the hot guys on your floor? Not allowed. Shrinking your boss' underwear when he sends it for dry-cleaning? Can't do that either. But those things keep the natural balance. See, Avery Banks, our resident rising star, is a shark. The tall, blond, and gorgeous kind with zero patience and even less forgiveness. Good thing I'm the Mae West of executive assistants. I live to put grown men in their place. He wasn't supposed to find out. Now he's made it his personal mission to screw me the way I screwed him. OK. Not exactly the way I screwed him.. Avery's new game is hot. Messy. Twisted. But he's my boss. And what we're doing is strictly NSFW. Luckily, Avery and I have one thing in common. We both suck at following the rules. NSFW is a fresh, modern twist on office romance from bestselling author Piper Lawson.

I'm Riley McKay. The perfect boyfriend. Why? I'm rich, good looking, and can climb a mountain with my bare hands. I remember birthdays and anniversaries. And I'm a seriously decent guy. And when it ends, which—let's be honest—it always does, I'm nice then too. There's nothing missing from my rinse-and-repeat life. Definitely not the girl who walked away ten years ago without a word. The one who drops back into my life like a fireball when I least expect it. With her, I've already fallen. And no matter how sexy she is, how beautiful, or confident or edgy… I won't fall for Sam again.