His Wild Desire will be available October 1, 2014
I’m not supposed to want him, but I do.
I’m not supposed to need him, but I can’t stop.
I’m not supposed to love him, but my heart won’t listen.
Most of all? I’m definitely, under no circumstances, supposed to sleep with him.
Grant “Wrecker” Harrison spent three years of his life locked away. He’s out and he’s tired of hiding. He wants everyone, even his father Judge President of the Death Lords MC, to know she’s his.
Chelsea Weaver loves Grant even though she knows its wrong. She knew it was wrong when she gave him her virginity and she knows it’s still wrong three years later…because Grant’s her stepbrother and Judge is the only father she’s ever known.
HIS WILD DESIRE is a 26,000 word novella. No cliffhangers.
“I’m about done watching you bend and shake that ass in front of me,” he growls into my hair.
“You’re horny because you’ve been in prison for three years.”
“That’s right I am. And a good woman would’ve taken care of me last night instead of making me do with my own hand.” He lifts my hair and tongues the sensitive flesh behind my ear. I shiver like a newborn finding the cold for the first time.
“Who said—” I croak out the words. Clearing my throat, I try again, “Who said I was a good woman?”
“I did. You’re real good. Did you know when I was in the pen, my favorite fuck fantasy was the night I took your virginity. Do you remember that, Chels?”
My shivering is rapidly getting out of control. I lock my knees and pray for some restraint.
“I, ah, maybe.”
His left hand bunches up my hair and tugs my head back, exposing my throat to his wet mouth. “You been keeping that pussy safe and untouched for me?”
My only defense, the only possible thing that would make Grant walk away, is if he thinks I’ve been free with my favors while he’s gone so I keep my mouth closed. I can’t really lie to him but I can be silent.
He growls with frustration and tugs my hair even harder.
The pain is so sweet, though. He’s touching me and it’s been a long three years for me too.