RELEASE DAY JULY 14, 2014
BY BETHANY BAZILE
HOSTED BY THE BOOK ENTHUSIAST PROMOTIONS
Synopsis:
Avery
was unexpected but exactly what I needed. She gave me hope again,
made me feel things I thought died over a decade ago.
I
was reverting back to the man I used to be. The man who destroyed
lives to keep the one person who meant everything to him.
My
secrets were piling up. I didn't know how long I’d be able to
maintain it all.
But
I knew I’d do anything to keep her.
There
was only one way to hold on to her. I had to let her see who I was
underneath it all.
This story was given to me in exchange for an honest review
and is the second installment in the Sexual Misconduct Series.
The first segment left on with a bit of a cliffhanger as we
realize that Gabriella the stripper, that Xander was sleeping with at the start
of story one, the one who gave him the business card for Avery is actually her
roommate, little innocent Ellie. Wow, what a secret these two have to keep now.
Avery will be devastated to know the truth. But it does provide for some very
awkward situations when Xander and Ellie are in the same room.
Avery and Xander continue to get close to one another,
physically and emotionally. She is able to get him to open up to her and
explain the reasons behind the nightmares. She is understanding him a little
bit more now knowing the reason for his demons and works to help him work
through the guilt that he is feeling.
There feelings for one another deepen and they are soon
exchanging “I love You’s” They are quickly becoming the centre of each other’s
lives. Their love is deep and all consuming. The sex between them is frequent
and very hot as their deep commitment to one another is shown in their
lovemaking.
But all is not as quiet and calm as it appears. Best friend Marcus
has been digging into the past of our favourite Dr Avery and what he finds will
blow the lid wide open on their relationship. It might be the end. It just
might be something that neither one of them can find the courage to get past.
Excerpt:
Let’s Play Doctor
Xander
“I need help.” I
licked my lips and smiled at Avery because I knew she had a weakness
for my dimples.
“What kind of help?”
Avery furrowed her eyebrows, gazing at me over her glasses.
“I have an obsession
with sexy doctors who pull their hair up in tight buns but wear sexy
garters and naughty underwear.”
“Well, Mr. Pierce,
sounds like you need therapy.” Avery came around the desk and
leaned her ass on the edge, pulling off her glasses and eying me.
“It’s really
severe, Dr. Shaw. My fingers tremble with the need to let her hair
down, my mouth waters from her smell, and my dick gets so… hard.”
She stepped forward,
bit down on her bottom lip as she leaned over, and rubbed my cock
through the fabric of my pants. “It’s not only hard. It’s
feverishly hot.”
“What can you do for
me, doctor?”
She smiled. A slow,
sultry smile. She unfastened my belt, dragged my zipper down, and
pulled out my cock. “Maybe I can cool it down.” She cupped my
balls in her palm and massaged them, her lips brushing against mine.
“With my mouth,” she whispered against my lips.
I hissed.
She dropped down to
her knees, looked up at me, then rolled her tongue over the head of
my cock. I jolted. It was all I could do not to come. She caressed
the underside of my dick, then flicked her tongue into the seeping
slit.
Ohh… fuck.
She was going to kill me. Hundreds of blowjobs and I never felt
anything like this. Once she got her mouth on my cock, there was no
such thing as a simple blowjob. It was more like a blast
of pleasure, a rush of sensation, and then a series of aftershocks
once the earthquake passed.
Her mouth worked me
hard and fast. I laced my fingers into her hair and restrained her,
because the only way I’d survive this was if I took the bull by the
horns and controlled it. She peered up at me, trying to persuade me
with her blue gaze to let her drive me mad.
But fuck that. If I
was going to pour my soul out to her today, I was going to savor this
moment. I guided her up and down my shaft, her lips soft and her
mouth hot. She licked the head every time I pulled her back, sucking
me almost to the base when I pushed her down.
She’s too good at
this. I’m going to blow soon.
The next time I pulled
her back, she licked my cock with this wicked smile on her lips. Then
she sucked it into her mouth and twisted and sucked and twisted. The
pleasure was too much. I fucking whimpered, shuddered, then growled
because I was pissed she’d won. She wasn’t going to let me stall
at all. I came in a hot rush of pleasure that raced up and down my
spine, then shot out into her mouth.
She swallowed it. I
think.
My mind was in a whirlwind and I couldn’t focus on much of anything
that happened after that orgasm.
She sat in my lap and
kissed me. Yeah… she swallowed because she tasted like me. She held
me until my breathing evened out. Then she stood up and tucked my
dick back in my pants.
“Xander,” she
said, pushing away my hand as I tried to slip it back up her thigh.
“I know you’re stalling.” Her expression was effectively
sobering. The room went from reverberating sexual cries to brimming
with tension in a few short minutes. “We agreed to meet here
because you said you would take this seriously.”
“What just happened
here was serious as fuck.” I smirked, trying to lighten up the
solemn tone that was setting in around us
She frowned.
“Fine.” I huffed a
breath. “But before we continue, I want to tell you I’ve never
been good at relationships.
“What do you mean by
that?
“I mean I’m
controlling and manipulative. I become consumed when I feel something
for a woman.
“Don’t worry about
any of that. I just want to know who you are underneath all the
bullshit. Underneath the asshole persona, who are
you?”
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