Rock Your Soul by Sara Brookes
Book
Blurb:
Beth has
been scarred both inside and out by a sadistic Dom and has worked hard to put
the pieces of her life back together. However, the successful disc jockey knows
one piece doesn’t quite align. She yearns to submit and searches for the one
Dom she’s convinced will help bring her to lusty new heights.
When Ryan
agrees to assist Beth, he’s surprised by her determination to persevere.
Intrigued, he pushes her limits by using his gifted carpenter’s hands to bring
her wild, erotic pleasure. Ryan, though, has scars of his own, and a tragic
past filled with death keeps him at a distance.
Two broken
souls will find a way to heal together. Beth discovers what she needs in Ryan,
and her journey mends Ryan’s heart. But when the life Beth abandoned rises from
the shadows, Ryan realizes there’s something far worse than his tortuous past—a
future without Beth.
Warning: Get your world rocked by
two very tortured souls who come together in a blinding explosion of sensual
passion that knows no bounds. Except when there are ropes, custom-carved
floggers, glass dildos and motorcycle sex involved. Oh, and did I mention the
m/f/m ménage scene? One can never have too many skilled men ready to lend
a…hand.
Book Link:
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Book Excerpt:
“To your knees.”
She blinked, stunned at the power and command in his voice. As the
control washed over her, she wanted to respond, but she found herself too
annoyed things weren’t going according to plan. While she’d expected him to ask
her questions to find out what he was in store for, she didn’t expect anything
of this magnitude.
Angry, she returned his glare.
He smirked. The reaction caused her insides to turn to jelly, her
vitriolic thoughts vanishing on the chilly night air. Why did he have to be so
goddamned handsome and annoying at the same time?
“I suggest you listen if you want me to consider taking you on as
I don’t like repeating myself. To. Your. Knees.”
She opened her mouth to protest and he tilted his head down just
enough to give her another message. A very stern one she couldn’t help but
listen to. He would not be ignored.
She dropped her hands to her sides and slowly lowered to her
knees. The rough rocks immediately bit into her shins, but she wouldn’t give
him the satisfaction of showing him she was in pain. She heard the unmistakable
sound of buttons popping on his jeans and looked up just in time to see him part
the denim. What in the Sam hell did he intend to do? If he expected her to suck
his dick right here and now, he’d better think again.
“Eyes down.”
The authority behind those two words coursed through her,
compelling her to obey. It had been a long time since she’d had this kind of
reaction. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she complied. The denim pooled
around his ankles and she found herself staring at the pile.
Just as she started to wonder if Elena had been out of her mind to
recommend this man, his hand slid against the top of her head. His touch was
almost calming and, despite her annoyance, a feeling of tranquility washed over
her. His fingers combed her hair, catching the elastic holder from her
ponytail, pulling it free. He continued to run his fingers through the strands,
fanning out her hair. She relaxed under his persistent touch. The pain in her
legs melted away and she gave a soft sigh as her body started to quietly buzz.
Yes.
The crunch of rocks jolted her back to the moment. She listened to
him move away, leaving her alone on the rock path in front of his house.
What in the hell?
Beth looked to the left and her eyes widened in surprise as she
spotted him. He strolled toward the small lake at the front corner of the
field, towel swinging in his hand as he walked. Those jeans of his were at her
feet and she now had an unobstructed view of his bare ass.
A very firm, very tan, perfectly formed ass.
When he reached the bank at the water’s edge, he dropped the towel
and walked right into the lake. She expected him to dive under the surface, but
instead he slowly moved until the water lapped as his hips. He sunk as if he
were a knife cutting through the water, disappearing with no more than a quiet
ripple disturbing the surface. The lake smoothed in seconds.
The only indication she ever had company were those damn jeans on
the ground in front of her.
Author
Bio:
Sara
Brookes is an award-winning author who has always been fascinated by the
strange, the unusual, the twisted and the lost (tortured heroes are her
personal favorite). She is an action movie junkie, addicted to coffee and has
been known to stay up until the wee hours of the morning playing RPG video
games. Despite all this, she is a romantic at heart and is always a sucker for
an excellent love story. Born and bred in Virginia, Sara still lives there with
her husband and daughter. The entire family is owned by two cats, Galahad and
Loki, who graciously allow the family to cater to their every desire.
Author
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