Author: MJ Fields
Series: The Rockers of Steel #2
Release Date: November 13, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance, Romantic Suspense
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I walked through hell, some of it caused by myself. Things were torn away from me that I would never get back. Hearts were broken beyond repair. Then mayhem ensued, and I lost who I was. Music was always part of it. Music almost killed me. It dragged me in, caught me up, and almost destroyed me. I lost who I was and became someone I never wanted to be.
Sex, drugs, and rock and roll. The release, the buzz, the electric guitar's rage against all that was f'ed up in the world. It took me away and made me feel something when I was a soulless nothing … until the high wore off.
Music also brought me back.
I woke to a Zeppelin song, face down in my own vomit, next to a pile of coke and with three naked women at my feet. Disgusted with myself, disgusted with them, I walked, and I walked alone.
One chance meeting, a golden opportunity, a chance of a lifetime changed it all.
The sins of the past are behind me now. The day has finally come when I will walk onstage, not as an opening act, but as the act. Hours before my dream comes to fruition, though, I run into a girl, one f'ing girl, and I am back on the path of destruction.
Note from the Author
I would like to start by telling you I am in literary love / lust with Finn Beckett. It’s so bad I wasn’t sure I wanted to publish him…. yet. I wanted to keep him all to myself and bask in all the glory that is Finn. Broody, sexy, deep, talented, broken inside but not pulled completely into the darkness and he is bearded.
Don’t roll your eyes, oh haters of the beard, I will promise you after reading this you’ll embrace no shave November in a way you never have before. I can almost guarantee it. (GAWWWWW!)
Then I grab the strap with my teeth and pull it down her arm as I feel the first button of my jeans open.
“Don’t you stop, Sonya,” I demand. “If you stop, if you hesitate, this is done before it even starts. If you want me, you take me.”
My head is in a fog of desire and need. A need I know is driven by the fear of a lie that I can’t have more, one that needs to be abolished so I don’t slip any further away than I already know I am capable of.
I unsnap her bra with one hand as I kiss and tug the other strap down. I pull her arm free, and then her hand urgently returns to unbuttoning my button-fly jeans.
She pushes down my jeans, and my heavy, hard, and needy cock hits her face.
“Fuck,” I hiss as I look down, pulling her hair away so I can watch her look at me. “You like what you see?” I groan, pivoting my hips so it touches her face again.
She swallows hard, licks her lips, and peers up at me through her dark lashes, her eyes liquid amber. “Yes.”
Taking her trembling hand and wrapping it around me, I guide her strokes up then down as I groan. I squeeze, tightening the grip, then use my other hand to take the back of her neck and pull her closer.
When I let go, she doesn’t move back, so I know what she wants.
I trace her lips with my finger then push it slowly inside her mouth. Her tongue caresses my finger, and then I push another finger inside.
I watch as her mouth gives my fingers what I know it wants to give my dick. I try to be patient—it’s normally not an issue, but with her, I need to know. Need, desire, both, and more—that’s what I feel. Fuck, that’s what it was from day one.
I hook my fingers in her mouth and pull her forward, using my other hand, the one guiding her strokes, to rub my cock across her lips.
“Suck my cock, Sonya,” I groan as I pull my fingers out of her mouth and replace them with the tip of my dick that is already beading with pre-come.
Her tongue flicks across, licking it clean, and I can’t help thrusting forward.
“No restraint,” I hiss as I pivot my hips and push farther into her hot, little mouth. “None.”
I lead her back, cock in mouth, so she is lying across the bed. Then I step one foot onto the platform bed’s mattress while the other stays grounded on the floor, knee bent so I’m standing over her, my cock still in her mouth.
Her tongue strokes me harder as her grip tightens around it. I reach back, eyes still glued on the way her lips look wrapped around me. I rub my hand over her silk panties that are wet with desire, and all of a sudden, I am the thirstiest man alive.
I slip my finger under them through the side and groan when I feel how swollen and hot she is. “Your pussy wants me so bad.”
I’m not asking her.
I’m telling her.
(The Rockers of Steel, #1)
From bedroom performances to center stage, Memphis Black’s dreams have come true.
Together with his band mates—Finn, River, and Billy B—he takes some time for fun in the sun in Miami while gathering inspiration to finish their first full-length album. Some down time before hitting the road to tour the country, spreading their kind of rock like an STD.
Tallia Priest, a preacher’s daughter grew up next door to Madison Black, her polar opposite and very best friend. Tallia has harbored a crush on Madison’s older brother Memphis for a lifetime.
A boy like him would never notice a girl like her, yet he did … once.
After a tough freshman year of college, Madison invites Tallia to join her in Miami for a much needed break. Madison fails to mention they will be staying with ‘Steel Total Destruction.’
When Tallia arrives, there is no way for a stunned Memphis to miss the transformation of the once awkward, innocent girl next door.
Forbidden desires must be hidden, lines cannot be blurred, and no one can ever know.
Will the heat in Miami tempt them even further? Will buried secrets destroy lives? Can a broken heart ever be mended?
It’s all fun and games until someone gets rocked.
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