It has been
eight months since Scarlett Moore last saw Kade Evans. After being left hurt
and confused she tried to forget about him, but he wasn’t easy to forget. She found
herself thinking about him often. Even her best friend Jules did her best to
get him off her mind by pushing her toward Bryce, the one person Scarlett was
not sure she wanted to be involved with. When a new job opportunity is offered
to her and Jules, they jump on it. The idea of starting over again and
forgetting the past is enticing to Scarlett even if it moves her to Los
Angeles, the same place Kade lives.
Kade Evans’ life
revolved around his band, alcohol, drugs, and women…until he met Scarlett. She
is the light to his darkness, his beautiful; the one that makes him see what
the future might hold. That is, until his past came barreling back into his
life, ruining everything. Hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do, but
he did what he had to do to protect her. His plan is to find a way out of his
new life before he tries to win her heart back. But life has a plan of its own
and unexpectedly, Scarlett walks back into his life.
When they meet
again, the fire she thought burned out is reignited and the plans he made are
rearranged.
Just when things
start to fall into place, they all seem to fall apart and the one person they
think they can trust turns out to be the one to hurt them the
most.
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I slowly walked up to her, lifting my hand up to caress her
cheek. “I still can’t believe I’m here with you.” “Me too,” she sighed as she
leaned into my hand. Lifting my other hand, I ran my fingers through her hair.
I pulled the elastic band out and grasped her hair into my fist, then my mouth
was on hers. She let out a soft moan as our lips finally connected, our tongues
teasing and our teeth biting. My breaths were coming rapidly and I couldn’t
contain my own hums of approval as she explored my body with her hands. Letting
my hands drop, I found the tie that held her robe closed. I untied it and
pulled it apart. My hands started to do their own exploring; it didn’t take
long until I discovered she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I groaned and
my cock twitched. I was now hard as a rock. I had to slow down before it was
over faster than it started. I wanted to savor every moment. Slowly, I pulled
my lips away and looked at her beautiful face. Her cheeks were flushed and her
lips swollen and red. Just the sight of her in front of me all flushed and
breathing heavily with her robe gaping open, made me want to throw her on the
bed and fuck her into oblivion. But it would be over too soon for me. I wanted
to taste every inch of her. Memorize every curve of her body, every moan that
escaped her lips. I wanted to make her come until she begged me to stop. Only
then would I succumb to my own needs. I lifted my hands up to her shoulders and
gently pushed the robe back making it fall in a lump at her feet. “Go lay on
the bed and spread your legs for me.” She hesitated for only a second. I said I
would let her have control, but tonight I needed it. I had no control over
anything else in my life at that moment, so right then, I needed the control.
Especially after the night I had. I walked to the end of the bed as she got
comfortable, resting her hands on her sides as she spread her legs for me. I
could see goose bumps on her body as she bit her lower lip and gazed at me with
hooded eyes. She was wet for me and I licked my lips in anticipation. I had to
hold myself back from diving right in. Not once did I go down on anyone else
while Scarlett and I were apart. Her taste and her smell were burned into my
receptors and I didn’t want anything else to fuck that up. And right then, I
needed a little reminding.
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J.M. La Rocca
was born in Chicago, IL. At an early age, her family relocated to lower Alabama
where she began her love for writing. She currently resides in Pensacola, FL
with her husband and twin sons. As a stay at home mom, La Rocca was able to
pursue her love for writing. It was always an unrealized dream to write her own
book. With the encouragement of her mother, La Rocca began to set to paper her
ideas for her first book.
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