Weston is cocky and arrogant. With his sinful smile and sexy dimples, he’s
gotten his way most of his life. Infamous for his one-night stands and moves
between the sheets, the lead singer for Bastards and Dangerous has never
considered relationships—until he meets her.
curvy body, sarcastic mouth, and uncanny ability to put Sawyer in his place,
Amelia Greyson has captured his heart. She can see into his soul and knows what
he truly wants from life. Sawyer has a problem, though—she’s dating his twin
wants her with every breath he takes, Sawyer and Noah’s complicated history
prevents him from making a move on her.
thought, every feeling, are yours for the taking. Are you ready?
removing my shoes and putting my clothes in the hamper, I hop under the heated
spray and try clearing my mind. It’s no use; I’m still picturing the glimmer of
lust in Mel’s eyes from when I told her I wanted to put her over my knee. I
want to smack that tight ass of hers until it’s pink and she’s begging me to
earlier today, my cock is rock hard. My soaped-up fingers circle the tip of my
dick, my pre-cum adding to the slickness. With my head against the tile wall, I
work myself to the point of no return. Imagining Amelia’s pretty, pouty lips
circling my dick and swallowing me down her throat is my undoing. My body
trembles with the aftershocks of one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. Getting
myself off shouldn’t feel that good, but damn … it was like she was right here
letting this girl I don’t even know get under my skin? She’s bitchy, sarcastic,
and undeniably sexy in the most obscure way. She’s not one iota my type, yet I
can’t get her out of my head. I just need to sleep with her and get it out of
my system. She seems like the kind of woman who can handle a one-night stand.
And since she doesn’t like me or my band, I won’t have to worry about her
turning into a clinger.
wrapped my towel around my waist and cracked the bathroom door when I hear
someone step into my room. No one comes in without knocking, ever. If it’s not her,
it’s Belle, but one of them is about to get a surprise.
flipping the light off, I open the door and pull the unsuspecting girl inside.
“What the fuck?” she gasps.
hell, Princess,” I growl. The room is dark and steamy, and before she can tell
me to shove my Princess comment where the sun doesn’t shine, my mouth crashes
against hers. As I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her closer, I weave
the fingers of my free hand through her hair. Her scent is intoxicating, and as
I slide my tongue across her lips, she opens to me. My heart pounds in my chest
as our tongues meet for the first time. Her mouth tastes like heaven, but the
two of us together could easily burn a path straight to hell.
fits perfectly against mine, and as our tongues duel for control, she wraps her
arms around me and releases her soft cries of pleasure against my mouth.
woman had ever kissed me like this, I would have given up my bachelorhood a
long time ago.
lip ring with her teeth, and it sends a jolt straight to my cock. I’m moaning
just as much as she is, and when her body begins grinding against my dick, I
slide my hand down her tight little ass, bringing us even closer together. I
want her doggy style on my bed, and the thought alone practically takes me to
my knees. Her gasp brings me back to the present as she abruptly pushes me
Her voice is a breathless whisper.
Princess,” I say, placing her hand on my dick, “I’m pretty sure we can.”
and it’s like music for my soul. With a laugh like that, I have to see her
smile, so I flip on the light and she blinks rapidly. Oops, guess I didn’t
exactly think that through, but oh well, it’s worth it because she’s still
smiling and it looks damn good on her. Once her eyes focus, she takes me in.
There isn’t an inch of my body her gaze doesn’t roam across. I know she said
no, but when she licks her lips and bites down on her bottom lip, I know it’s
her mind talking over her sex drive.
eyes land on my chest, the rapid rise and fall of hers becomes noticeable. This
girl has a thing for my piercings. I’m tempted to drop my towel, if for no
other reason than to see her lick those luscious lips of hers again. Too bad,
she’s starting to come to her senses, I was enjoying the pheromone high between
regretful look, she speaks, “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this.”
says otherwise,” I counter, curious as hell to see how this is going to play
does, but I don’t think with my body anymore, I think with my mind. We can’t do
this if I’m coming on tour with you.”
her decision. All right, I’ll play her game … for now. I’ll deal with a
temporary disappointment as long as I know I’ve got access to her for the next
year and a half. I’ll talk to Noah about her tonight and tell him how I feel
because if there’s one thing I know as easily as my own name, it’s that me and
Princess are meant to be fuck buddies.
I’ve never had a woman turn me down before. I’m not sure I like it. It’s your
call, Princess. You know where to find me if you change your mind.”
A contemporary romance writer, D. Kelly’s stories revolve around friendship and the bond it creates, strengthening the love of the people who share it. For all things D. Kelly, you can visit her website: http://www.dkellyauthor.com