New Release: Passion Rising by JA Huss & Johnathan McClain
choices. Safety and happiness are relative, elusive things she’s desperate to
have. But they will forever remain out of reach until the demons of her past
are laid to rest.
he’s just beginning to understand that money can’t fix a broken relationship.
He must open his heart and search for answers he’d rather not find.
their happily ever after.
easier with someone at your side.
me suddenly that I’m not the only one who will notice how fucking good Tyler
looks now that he’s all clean-shaven and you can really see that ridiculously
fortunate bone structure he has. And I’m a little embarrassed about the fact
that I just got all possessive and shit. I’m about to say something to that
effect, either make a joke or play it off, but before I can, Tyler grabs me
around the waist, pulls me to him and whispers, “That was so fucking hot,” just
as the doors to another elevator pop open.
backwards into the car and frantically pushes the “door close” button before
anyone else can step in. He’s got me pressed against the mirrored glass and his
hands are between my denim-covered thighs, cupping my pussy. He kisses my neck
and the feel of his lips, without any rough hair to brush and scratch against
mine, feels so good that I can barely stand it. I didn’t realize his kiss was
so soft. The skin of his mouth feels new. Like, I was just starting to get
accustomed to the way his kisses felt, and suddenly it’s a whole new
experience. New, but familiar. The same way it was when I met him.
this whole moment feels. Back in the Mandarin where we were on Halloween when
we found out who we are. A concept which, I realize in this moment, might be
true in more ways than one. It’s been barely two months since we turned each
other’s lives upside down. Except that’s not quite fair. Or accurate. Our lives
were already upside down. We’ve turned them back right side up. Yeah, we
disrupted each other’s worlds, but we did so in the most magnificent way. And
it’s starting to feel like that disruption is going to result in a life that
actually feels… settled.
that life with Tyler Morgan will never be boring. That much seems incredibly
evident. But life is unpredictable no matter what we do to try to put rules in
place to keep it from feeling that way. At least with Tyler the
unpredictability doesn’t seem scary. With him, as much as is possible, the
unpredictability feels safe.
the beard was keeping me at a distance from the people I would see walking down
the street, it was keeping me at a distance from her when we were alone
together. It was an unrealized blockade impeding my ability to be as close to
her as I want to be. There is no such impediment now, and I am engulfing myself
my cheeks nuzzled in between hers makes this moment seem so…sweet. It’s nice.
I don’t know how else to describe it. It’s just kind of…pure. That’s how I
feel. That’s what I think.
like one good rimming deserves another.
my head in tiny circles around her ass, just like she did to me a couple of
days ago, I get off on the whining noises she makes, and I work two fingers
inside her pussy to help everybody along. With my other hand I begin fisting my
cock. I’m trying to go slowly so that I don’t fucking come right here all over
the Mandarin’s nice carpet. I already burned down one of their condos, I don’t
want to fuck up one of their suites too. New-look Tyler is considerate like
that. But as slowly as I’m trying to
go, she’s making it tough because of the way she’s rotating her ass and hips
suddenly, I don’t want to be behind her. I mean, I love the view from here and
I love the way she tastes, but I want
to see her. I want to look at her face and have her look at mine. Yeah. I want
her to look at me. I want her to see me.
flop down on my back on the bed beside her, and summon to her with my index
finger to come over. She does, smiling as she mounts me. She takes my two
fingers that were just inside her and puts them in her mouth. And I remember
the first time I saw her do that. I told her, “You’re going to fucking kill
me.” But she didn’t. She didn’t. It was exactly the opposite. She fucking saved
me. And so now, with her astride me, I sit up, take her face in my hands, look
her square in the eyes, and tell her, “I fucking love you.”
her own eyes with a shy smile and whispers, “I fucking love you.”
writers come together to create unforgettable sexy romance. JA Huss is the New York Times bestselling author of 321
and has been on the USA Today
bestsellers list eighteen times. Johnathan McClain is a veteran actor and
writer whose work, either performed or written, is probably airing on at least
one of the channels on your television right now. You can contact them on their
website www.hussmcclain.com or find
them at their social links below.
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