That’s how long it’s been since Amelia Greyson joined the Just an Illusion Tour with Bastards and Dangerous. She’s made new friends, embraced her past, and even found love.
Back on the road …
Following a tragic situation, Amelia is determined to hit the road, put her life in order, and finish the book she was hired to write. Mel’s not the only one affected by what happened; the men of BAD are all trying to move forward, not wanting the past to ruin the remainder of their farewell tour.
Brother vs Brother …
Tensions are high on the Weston brothers’ bus. As each brother settles into their role in Amelia’s life, secrets threaten to rip their relationship to shreds. Can Noah and Sawyer find a way to save the brotherly bond they share? Or will the woman of their dreams end up tearing them apart for good?
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As soon as I’m in the proper position, Noah makes his way up my body. Starting with my feet, he caresses every bit of me he can get his hands on until he reaches my mouth.
“I missed you,” he whispers a breath away from my lips, my legs hitched over his hips.
“Can’t you tell?” he answers, pushing his hard length against my center, flooding me with need.
I slide my fingers into his hair and pull his mouth even closer. “How much more work do you need to do? We leave in a few days, Noah. I’d like some time with you before we go.”
“Wrap your arms around my neck.”
I do as he requests as he wraps his arm around my waist and lifts us from the couch. He doesn’t put me down until we’re in our room, and even then he’s got me propped up against the door. “Arms up,” he demands, and I comply. When he sees my lacy red bra he groans and pushes himself into me harder. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Mel.”
Freeing my breasts from my bra, Noah sears a trail of kisses along my breasts until his mouth meets my pert nipple and bites down gently before sucking me into his mouth. My body hums in anticipation. All my senses are lit up like a fucking Christmas tree as he seduces my body with his mouth and hands, not to mention the sexy-as-all-hell sounds falling from his lips.
“Love me, Noah … please.”
He drops his hands to my waist long enough to pull my jeans and panties down to my knees, and I work on kicking them off as he fumbles with dropping his own pants. After he’s sheathed in a condom, he pulls my hands above my head and holds them there. His blazing eyes meet mine as he lowers his mouth to mine.
“I’m going to love you forever, Amelia, but right now, I’m going to fuck you.”
Kelly has been writing since she was young and took joy in spinning stories to her childhood friends. Margaritas and sarcasm make her smile, she loves the beach but hates the sand, and she believes Starbucks makes any day better.
A contemporary romance writer, D. Kelly’s stories revolve around friendship and the bond it creates, strengthening the love of the people who share it. For all things D. Kelly, you can visit her website: http://www.dkellyauthor.com