~Synopsis~
~Love is ugly and secrets will
destroy you~
KAT
I
don’t beg.
I
don’t cry.
And
I don’t give second chances.
Ream,
the lead guitarist of the rock band Tear Asunder, deserves a gold medal for
best dick move ever when he ran the moment he discovered my secret after two
days of hot sex. Then he brings some chick to my coming home party from the
hospital—after being shot.
I
hate him.
Until
…
Ream’s
six foot two frame unfolds out of the car after being gone on tour for eight
months. I stared. And in my defense, any girl would stare. It would almost be
rude not to because Ream was the type of guy who stood out. Not because he was
loud and obnoxious. No, it was because he was the complete opposite. Subtle and
dangerously quiet. If he spoke, you’d better hope he liked you because
otherwise you’d be falling at his feet begging for mercy. Except me … I don’t
beg—ever.
But
when our eyes locked, it was Ream’s steady confidence that had my nerves
shooting off like jet sprinklers.
Then…
Ream
told me he didn’t need a second chance because he was still working on his
first.
REAM
Sex
is ugly. It’s using someone for your own narcissistic pleasure. I did it and I
hated it—until her. She was unfuckinexpected. Then I had to wreck our beginning
with my screwed up past.
I
don’t deserve her, but I’m selfish and I’m taking her anyway. This is who I am
and it’s too late to change me.
*Warning
contains violence, sexual content, and coarse language. Mature audiences 18+*
A contemporary romance with lots of angst and a
taste of dark.
~Buy links~
~Torn from You~
~With You~
~Excerpt~
Ream
“Babe …
You’re going to fuckin’ kill me.” Body tightening, I groaned as my dick jerked
in her mouth. “Ahh, Christ.” She withdrew then circled the tip with her tongue
as her hand cupped my balls, only to slide a finger down further to caress
between my butt cheeks. Holy fuck, I’d never been blowed like this before—ever.
Shit, who was I kidding? I never let a woman have this kind of control over me.
If I had … I didn’t like to remember it.
The heat of
her mouth surrounded me again, and she slowly took all of me until her lips
touched my balls. I nearly came right then as I swore beneath my breath, my
fingers fisting in her hair.
“Baby.”
Her silky
moisture felt like I was wrapped in velvet. She slowly slid back and my hands
curled into the sheet as the pressure increased until I slipped from her mouth.
She took a breath then swallowed me again. I was so turned on, I couldn’t even
think straight. Watching her take me like that … God, how the fuck did I ever
get off before her?
Her head
bobbed up and down faster, then harder, and all I could hear was her sweet
mouth sucking my cock like it was her Popsicle.
I closed my
eyes. Jesus, I never wanted it to end.
Harder.
Suck me, harder.
My eyes
flew open and I stiffened. No. Don’t ruin this. Fuck.
But it
always did.
Be good and
it won’t hurt.
I was
breathing too hard. I was too tense. It would hurt more if I was tense.
Smack.
Ask me for
more.
No. No,
more.
Smack.
Ask me
nicely.
Mo … re.
Plea … se.
Fuck no.
Jesus, why?
Because I
hated this and I needed to end it and get the fuck out—fast. Letting her go
down on me was a mistake. I never let a chick put her mouth me. Shit, what had
I been thinking? I thought it might be different after spending two weeks with
her. I liked her, damn it. But I couldn’t do this.
I grabbed
her by the shoulders. “Get off me.”
Her
magnetic blue eyes widened, and I felt her hand jerk on my cock. “What?”
“I said get
the fuck off me.” My hands tightened on her shoulders and I felt the familiar
sickness rolling in my stomach. I had to get the hell out of here. I should’ve
never done this with her. I didn’t do sweet and slow; I did fast and hard and I
was out of there before the bullshit barreled into me.
I went to
roll out from under her, but she found my hand that had a death grip on the
sheet. Her fingers slowly pried open my fist, and then she entwined them with
mine and squeezed.
I looked
down at her and for a moment I thought maybe I could … “No.” I said the word,
but didn’t move.
She lowered
her head, but kept her eyes on me while her tongue teased the head of my cock.
She kissed it, gentle and tender, something I’d never had before. And I wanted
it, but chicks sucking my cock was off limits. It was them having power that
let the demons in.
I groaned
as her tongue flicked over the sensitive tip. My fingers dug into her flesh and
I fought the need to throw her away from me and, at the same time, push her
head down on my cock, forcing her to take me deeper.
“I want to
taste you. Come for me,” she said.
I couldn’t.
Not like this. She had too much of me already. Fuck this. Screw all of it. I
pushed her off me and her hand slipped from my cock as she fell to the side.
“Ream?”
I ignored
her as I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I went to get up
when her arms came around my neck.
“What do
you need?”
“To leave.”
I reached down for my jeans lying on the floor. This was stupid. I should’ve
never hooked up with her. She was my bandmate’s girl’s best friend.
I went to
stand when she grabbed my arm and pulled me back until I lay on the bed.
“Jesus. I don’t want to fuck you, Kat.” I knew it was a lie because I wanted to
fuck this girl bad.
~Review~
I really
thought I was in love with Logan and Emily's story, but damn I loved Ream and
Kat's story. It was filled with emotions like none other. This time around we
get the insight on why Kat was the she was, closed off, not wanting to expose
her emotions to the ones she love and hiding a secret that only her brother and
Ream knows about. What Kat has to learn is that showing your emotions doesn't
make you weak, she's stronger than she seems and Ream is the one who is
determined enough to want to show her that, but in the mean time he wants her
to open up but he also have deep dark secrets that haunts him. Nashonda also
gave us suspense, without giving anything away let's just say that Kat finds
herself in a predicament and why you find out who the "predicament"
is you will definitely s@&t yourself, let's just say never judge a book by
its cover. Then we have the sub characters, my favorite is Crisis then Georgie,
they keep the comedy alive in the story and I love a great that includes that
right along with the drama and suspense. Once I got to the climatic part of the
book I couldn't put it down, it was like being on a roller coaster ride waiting
for it to go around the loop. Nashonda did an excellent with this series and I
seriously cannot wait to read more from her, and I have a feeling we have a lot
more to take in.
~About Author~
~About Author~
Nashoda Rose lives in Toronto with her assortment of
pets. She writes contemporary romance with a splash of darkness, or maybe it’s
a tidal wave. Her novella "With You" is the first in the Tear Asunder
series, followed by the novel "Torn from You" and "Overwhelmed
by You".
When she
isn’t writing, she can be found sitting in a field reading with her dog at her
side while her horses graze nearby. She loves interacting with her readers on
Facebook and chatting about her addiction—books.
~Social links~
Website: http://nashodarose.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/nashodarose
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