For Addison Beltrand, PR rep for
Bold International, Inc. climbing the corporate ladder is all that matters in
life. Her hard work is finally rewarded with the promotion she’s worked her ass
off to earn—but the gig comes at a price. She leaves in two days for a
twelve-week tour with America’s hottest alternative rock band, 69
Bottles.
Talon
Carver, lead singer of 69 Bottles, has no problem with women--as long as
they’re gone by morning. When Addison shakes up his world, it’s a huge
problem—compounded by the fact that Addison’s not the only one he wants.
Kyle
Black, manager of 69 Bottles, has a secret. He and Addison are closer than she
thinks, but telling her could keep her away. When Talon sets his sights on
Addison, Kyle uses his secret to push her into Talon’s arms, only to discover
she isn’t the only one he needs.
Two
men. One dilemma.
Talon
is wild, reckless and loves control.
Kyle
is calm, collected and loves passion.
The
perfect balance…or Addison’s ultimate undoing?
Talon
and Kyle push their boundaries and Addison’s, but can they throw their
reservations to the wind and claim her together?
Two
men. One woman. A rock band. A tour bus. One Wild Ride…
****Content
Warning****
Sexy,
naked, bisexual rock stars…and a lot more…
This
book contains, but is not limited to the following sexual content – reader
discretion is advised - hot sex between two men and one woman. M/M/F, M/F/M,
M/F, F/M and M/M sexual content. There are no boundaries when these three crash
together, as long as you’re over 18 years of age.
“Addison?” Talon calls my name from the front of the bus. I, on the other hand, am still trying to get over what happened in the room a few minutes ago. I jumped down, the bus stopped and I fell into Talon’s arms and HOLY FUCK! He was hard as a god-damn rock and it was pressing against my hip. But his eyes were alight with lust and my god, his lips twitched with a need to kiss me. Ultimately, the look that was exchanged between Kyle and Talon was beyond anything I have comprehension for.
I
could spend months analyzing that look, but instead I need to pull up my big
girl panties and get to work. “Be right there,” I shout
back. “Hurry up. There’s people waiting for you.” What the fuck? “I’m
coming.” Oh fuck, that was the wrong choice of words to use, especially
after what just happened. Thank god there is a mirror in our room. I
adjust myself and climb back into my heels, fluff my hair and check my
make-up, pinch my cheeks and straighten my skirt.
If
I didn’t know better, I’d think I was straightening up after a mid-day
sexcapade on a tour bus. I roll my eyes at myself. It might as well have
been. “Get your shit together, Addison. You’ve been here for like five
hours out of twelve weeks,” I whisper, then steel myself as I head back to
the front of the bus.
When
I come around the corner it’s just Talon and Kyle with two more members
of the men in black patrol. I smile sweetly at them.
Zoey
Derrick is a Best Selling Author of Contemporary, Erotic, Erotic Romance and
Paranormal Romance from Glendale Arizona. She was once a mortgage underwriter
and she now writes full time.
She
writes stories as hot as the desert sun itself. It is this passion that drips
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love story.
Not
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it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish were true.
Her stories are hopeful yet true to life, skillfully
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The
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