Former Marine and full time big brother, Bull Connor, spends his days helping those in need of a second chance and his nights fighting the inner demons that won’t let go. During a routine
tow he comes face to face with the only person who refuses to need him and the one man he
As a throw away, Ian Jones is used to being alternately overlooked or ridiculed but hasn’t given up on the idea that with just one chance he could turn it all around. Rescued by the one man who neither overlooks nor ridicules him, he longs to be more than a man in need, but can he be the man Bull loves?
Ian isn’t pining for the family he’s never known but when they descend, unwanted and uninvited, Bull must prove that he’s the man who will protect Ian’s long neglected heart by sharing the demons that torment his wounded soul.
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Ian hung his head, his breathing erratic as Bull softly stroked his back and legs, just letting his
fingertips graze the sensitive flesh. “A good lover knows every inch of his partner’s body inside and out. He should take the time to arouse them slowly, to find every trigger point and ensure that the experience only brings pleasure.”
Parting those cheeks, he didn’t do anything more than look for a full minute, waiting to feel Ian
squirm uncomfortably. “A real man would start with a kiss.” He leaned in and circled the exposed hole with his tongue, lapping and probing until Ian’s long legs trembled. “Arousing and soothing the flesh of his lover, hoping they will be receptive to their partner’s touch.”
After slicking his fingers with lube, Bull circled the tight bundle of nerves and nudged one finger inside as he felt Ian yield to his penetration. Sinking deeper, it was all he could do not to groan when Ian did. “Touch is tremendously important between lovers, it creates a connection that speaks of want without words. My want speaking to yours.”
Gently he eased another finger in, encouraged by the strangled whimpers filling the room. Slowly, he pulled out almost all the way before sliding home again until Ian couldn’t contain his cries of pleasure. “Being attuned to the sounds his lover makes, the partner learns what brings the most pleasure and takes that knowledge to heart. His lover’s pleasure becomes more important than his own and he lives to hear every whimper, every moan, and every harsh breath until it’s a symphony in his head. He wants to hear it every night, encourage it with every kiss and caress until it is an addiction that must be fed.”
As he continued to finger fuck Ian, deliberately stroking the sensitive gland with every pass, he was pleased to see a drop of precum bead on the head of Ian’s cock. “The sounds you make are music to my ears. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing them.”
When I started this book I did not realize it was the second book from the series. That is normally a big no no for me. I have issues reading out of order. To my surprise it did not bother me. I did find myself stopping and looking through Amazon to find book one and of course I snatched it up right away!
Ian's car breaks down and Bull is the driver of the tow truck. When Bull pulls up to drop Ian off after quite a long drive, he is unable to leave him in the dire situation. Under duress Ian goes home with Bull. The two talk and work out an arrangement that seems acceptable to both of them.
I was sucked into this story from the very beginning. Bull and Ian just pulled at my heartstrings and I was unable to pull myself away for very long. I refuse to give away too much, just know that this book is certainly a page turner and has me dying to read book one asap!
I will be on the lookout for more stories in this series, the rest of the guys need a happy ending too.
**I recieved this book free for review, but that has in no way effected my opinion.**
Rating: 5 Stars
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Before I am a writer, I am a voracious reader who panics when there are less than fifty books on her wish list. That wasn’t always the case and shamefully I must admit there was a time early in life that I hated to read. After throwing every possible age appropriate book my way a relative snuck me my first romance and I have been hooked ever since.
My love of reading morphed into a desire to write and I still have old notebooks and floppy disks full of ideas and partially written plots. While earning my computer degree, and starting on my career and family, I didn’t write a single word. It wasn’t until I was buying school supplies for my oldest son that the itch came back. Oddly, I can sniff out the stationary aisle in any store and have been known to skip an item on the grocery list in favor of a shiny new notebook.
With the advent of social media I filled up my feeds with my favorite authors hoping to glean some words of wisdom as I pounded out half formed ideas with alarming regularity. Two
repetitive themes emerged: To be a great writer you must read a lot and your butt must be in the chair every day like it’s a job. Even if you write dribble, you’re writing. The more you write, the easier it will be to write and the better you will get at writing.
Every day I took the time to write dribble, every day I told myself I was a writer, and on January 28, 2014 I woke up in the middle of the night with Past Hurts pounding in my head. Within two months, I also had the foundation for Books 2 and 3 and the Sizzling Miami Series was born.
When I’m not reading or writing, I own a successful web design business. My husband and I live in Central Florida and we’re enjoying life as parents of adults. Whenever possible we hit the road on the motorcycle and dare anyone to find us.
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